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Five years ago, an 11-year-old Jeremy murdered his best friend to protect someone close to him. The town was in shock when they heard what he did, including Arianna, the little girl who witnessed it. Stoneybrook town was at peace with Jeremy away, but now he's back. Two days after his arrival, another murder went down, but luckily for him, he is not the only suspect. They are four teenagers, old-time besties. Four of them are suspects, but three of them are innocent. Who could the murderer be?
Her blood splattered on my face. I felt it, yet I felt nothing. I never thought anything could penetrate human skin that easily, and at such a rapid pace, not even a tiny, spiky knife.
He kept smashing the life out of her, and I watched it like a horror movie. I was petrified, but I felt like if I stopped watching, I'd realize that it was real. He came to a halt and slowly raised his head. A horror film was completed with his face and torso covered in a red stream of blood. I stopped breathing for a few seconds as the monster stared at me. I got a glimpse of him as the slimy blood trickled down his cheek. I started breathing again but way too fast. I took a step back and screamed, so loud that I heard my voice echo in my ears. Mr. Langford rushed in. He stood beside me. He was quiet. We were all quiet, but I was breathing way too loud.
"Go outside Ariana," Mr. Langford told me. His voice was sharp, filled with courage. I gulped and obeyed him. When I arrived outside, I saw my mom rushing towards me, not minding if there was any car passing by. She met me standing motionless on the front porch. Her sky-blue eyes had turned gray, like a cloud that's about to rain. I didn't know if she rushed to me because she heard me scream, or if Mr. Langford had already informed her about what had just happened. She squatted down on me, and gripped me tightly by the arm. I was numb.
"It's fine," she said and stroked my hair. I saw someone butchered to death, yet she was audible enough to say it was fine. Nothing seemed fine. I looked at her, unsure of what she meant by that. "Everything is fine," she repeated. Her voice was soothing enough to believe, so I nodded. She hugged me tightly, but I was still paralyzed by the horrifying image that I couldn't shake. I started to hear sirens wailing as police cars arrived at the Oscars. There was an ambulance too. I drew back from my mother's embrace as I observed how quickly the cops scurried inside, not even giving us two seconds of their attention and as if my mother and I were ghostly beings. I became tense again. He was still inside the house with Mr. Langford, and things looked really serious. Yes, I knew someone had died, but I still didn't understand what was going on. When I turned to face the wide-open-entrance door, curiosity moved my feet, but my mom pulled me back. "Let's go home, honey." Mom took me by the hand, with Kaela's book in the other.
As we marched across from the Oscars, I felt the urge to look behind me, and I did. That's when I saw him being handcuffed and held by an officer. We shared another terrifying gaze before Mr. Langford threw him into the backseat of the car. Mikaela Ayesha Johnson has been murdered by his eleven-year-old best friend, my best friend.
"No, I'm not. Morgan, I'm sure about you, I'm sure about us." She places a hand on the side of my face and brushes it with her thumb. "Being with you feels right, this feels right. It's so good to be true." "It is true," I say, and she lands her forehead on mine. I can hear her anxious breathing. I place my hand on her waist and she brushes her face on mine. I come across her lips and press mine on hers. It starts as an unstable kiss, but each time our lips part, my body cries for more. I suck on her bottom lips as my hand runs through laps -underneath her dress. And I thought It was all of it until her tongue rolls into mine. As I grab her closer to me, we drop onto the bed. Caressing her lap, my hands move up, and I feel the waistband of her underwear. I feel like peeling it off, but I have no idea what we are doing -And I know I don't want it to stop. She helps me peel out my shirt. Her hands are all over my body. I hold her hands on my chest. "Sam we...we should stop," I say with an anxious breath, but she continues to kiss my chest. I zip down her dress and push it down. "Sam I don't have a condom." "We don't need it," she says. "You sure?" I ask, shock. SAM. Am I going gaga? 'We don't need it?' I'm definitely not in my right state of mind. But he looks more surprised than I am. I'm scared, not because I don't want this. "It is my first time," I say nervously. "Aren't you full of surprises, Samantha Raymond," he says, and I hate that he just reminds me of my dad at this moment. I stop myself from wondering what my dad would think of me right now. "I will go easy," he whispers in my mouth.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.