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Penniless Or Peerless: How Garry Smith Strikes Back

Penniless Or Peerless: How Garry Smith Strikes Back

Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck. Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university. Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must’ve looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me. On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person. That day I saw my father in a new light. My father’s coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce. I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, “Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?” My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. “Son, I know you’ve suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn’t have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it’s not enough!”
Mighty Garry Smith's Love Story

Mighty Garry Smith's Love Story

Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck. Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university. Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must’ve looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me. On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person. That day I saw my father in a new light. My father’s coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce. I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, “Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?” My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. “Son, I know you’ve suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn’t have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it’s not enough!”
Love's Disgrace: A Family's Cruelty

Love's Disgrace: A Family's Cruelty

My name is Liam Turner, and for three years, I was Northwood High' s academic golden boy. Every award, every scholarship, every path to an Ivy League dream was mine. Until my step-brother, Ethan Hayes, stepped into the spotlight and stole it all. "And the award for Academic Excellence… goes to… Ethan Hayes!" That was just the beginning. The next day, as I studied my meticulously organized notes in the library, Principal Thompson's voice boomed: "Liam Turner, stand up." Ethan, feigning concern, held up a crumpled sheet from my own notes. "He had these notes... hidden under his textbook. He was copying from them during yesterday's final exam." My blood ran cold. "That's a lie! Those are my study notes! You stole them from my room!" But no one believed me. "You are a disgrace to this institution," Principal Thompson declared, snatching my binder. "Your scholarship is revoked. You are hereby expelled from Northwood High. Get out of my sight." I was a cheater, a fraud, in an instant. My own mother arrived, not to defend me, but to embrace Ethan, her "poor baby" who had bravely exposed my "betrayal." My stepfather, Robert Hayes, didn't hesitate. He slapped me across the face, the crack echoing through the stunned library. "You have brought shame on this family," he hissed. My mother' s words cut deeper: "Why would I ever believe you over Ethan? You've always been a disappointment." They threw me out, leaving my shattered laptop and shredded notebooks on the driveway. Ethan, with a knowing smirk, offered me a crumpled twenty-dollar bill. "Here," he sneered. "For the road." I ran, the humiliation scorching my soul, but in the desolate quiet of a park bench, rage ignited into a cold, hard resolve. They wanted me to fail, to disappear. I would prove them wrong. I would rise so high they would be forced to look up and see the man they had discarded. My weapon? The SATs.
The Enigma of the Midnight Mansion

The Enigma of the Midnight Mansion

In the heart of the enigmatic town of Ravenwood, where secrets and mysteries have a way of lingering like shadows in the night, the Midnight Detectives emerge as unsung heroes. "Ebon Heart: Chronicles of the Midnight Detectives" is a thrilling tale of adventure, mystery, and the enduring power of selflessness. In the first installment, "The Enigma of the Midnight Mansion," readers are introduced to a retired detective, Sarah Mitchell, who is drawn back into the world of enigmas by a cryptic invitation to the ominous Midnight Mansion. Alongside a diverse group of time-traveling individuals, the Midnight Detectives must solve a centuries-old riddle, battle betrayal, and uncover the truth behind a cursed gemstone known as the Ebon Heart. As the mansion's secrets unravel, so do the layers of the Midnight Detectives themselves, revealing the true nature of their strength. In the subsequent volumes, "The Legacy of the Ebon Heart" and "The Return of the Shadows," the Midnight Detectives face even greater challenges. They must contend with the resurrection of the Ebon Heart's curse, a clandestine organization known as the Shadows of Ambition, and cosmic forces that threaten the very balance of the universe. With each encounter, they draw closer to the heart of the enigma, discovering the true purpose of the Ebon Heart and their own role as its guardians. "Ebon Heart: Chronicles of the Midnight Detectives" is a story of enduring friendship, the pursuit of wisdom, and the unwavering commitment to the greater good. It is a journey through time and space, where the choices made by the characters have far-reaching consequences, and where the mysteries they unravel are as intricate as the human spirit itself. Join the Midnight Detectives as they confront the unknown, battle against the darkness, and strive to maintain the cosmic equilibrium in a world filled with enigmas. In the end, the eternal question remains: will they unlock the ultimate secret of the Ebon Heart and forever safeguard the balance between light and darkness?
The Underdog Turned Kingpin

The Underdog Turned Kingpin

"Liv, please," Mason begged. "Six years of marriage. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" "It means I wasted six years of my life," she spat. "Now get out. You're embarrassing yourself." ... He believed his wife Olivia cherished their relationship and stood united with him through thick and thin. However his world crumbled when Mason returned home unexpectedly on her birthday only to discover a scene; Olivia entangled in bed with Ethan Langford, an entrepreneur possessing everything that Mason lacked. In the confrontation that ensued Olivia disdainfully labeled him as inadequate, declaring that he could never meet her standards before insisting on a divorce. Devastated, Mason rushes outside under the pouring rain without a destination in mind or a plan of action. Then suddenly an elegant black vehicle arrives. A mysterious lady emerges. She's been sent to pick up someone who looks exactly like Mason. Confused and lost, Mason gets in the car, figuring he has nothing left to lose. What Mason doesn't know is that he's just been mistaken for Leo King-a mastermind overseeing the city's shady dealings. Leo has disappeared, and his empire is on the brink of collapse. Seeing an opportunity for himself Mason embraces the role of Leo welcoming a world filled with influence, risk and riches, beyond his dreams. But it's not just the thrill of power that drives him-Mason has one thing on his mind: revenge.
Whispers of temptation

Whispers of temptation

It's late and it's getting dark outside and I'm still here at the school office, while finishing my lessons for tomorrow. I leaned back in the chair and looked around the office. I was the only one left here, all my co-teachers went home. I heaved a deep sigh and closed my laptop. I arranged my things on the table and put the laptop inside the bag. I stood up from my seat and walked towards the door. Before leaving the office, I turned off all the lights. While walking in the hallway, I felt a cold wind touch my skin. I just ignored it and continued walking. I stop walking and look back when I feel something... someone's following me. But when I turned around, I didn't see anyone else here except me. It's late so almost all the students have already gone home to their houses. Maybe it was just my hallucination. I continued walking again when suddenly someone grabbed my hand causing me to let go of the bag I was carrying. In the extreme speed of the event, I found myself stuck and facing the wall. While someone I don't know is holding my hand. I started to get nervous because I didn't know who the person behind me was now. "Who are you?" I managed to ask. Tried to squirm and get out of his grip but he was too strong. I can't even leave my seat now. I felt his body touching me from behind and him sniffing my head. "Who are you?" Suddenly the whole body trembled because of the coldness of his voice. And based on the sound of it he's a boy. I'm even more nervous about my situation now. Trying not to think bad things, but my brain doesn't cooperate. I tried to push him hard, but it's no use. He is too strong. "A---- What do you need?" I asked stuttering and scared. "You... I want you." He said with his deep and cold voice. He let go of one of his hands but he was still attached to my back. I flinched when he grabbed me by both shoulders while caressing down my arm. I also felt his head drop from the side of my face. I closed my eyes when I felt his hot breath touching the tip of my ear. "Mhmm.. you smell so divine and sweet." I put one hand on the wall when I felt his lips on my neck. The long hair was tied so my neck was exposed to him freely. I let out breaths almost one after the other when he started kissing my neck with bites. While his lips were busy on my neck, his hand moved down from my arm to my waist. "Mmm" I let out a small m*an when he bit the top of my ear. From my ear again his lips went back to my neck. He kissed and bit it. While his hand was still busy caressing from my waist down to my hip, going to my thigh and slightly squeezing it. I don't know how or what to react!? My mind says to stop him from what he is doing, but my body says and acts differently. My body does not want to be with my brain. My knees are almost shaking because of what he is doing. "Taking you here is inappropriate, despite the urge of wanting you." He stopped and whispered into my ear. A deep breath followed by a release. I felt like I ran out of breath and strength because of what he did. I opened my eyes as he slowly brought me to him. My eyes widened and I looked at him in surprise to see his face and recognize it. It was... "C--- Ciane??" I stammered. It was Ciane Salvatore, one of my students. He rested one hand on the wall, on my side while looking at me. "I can't get you out of my mind. Everyday when I see you, the desire that I feel towards you is getting stronger, that I couldn't control myself, anymore." he said in a cold voice. He grabbed my face and ran his fingers, from my cheek down to my lips. "I've been waiting for so long..." I was suddenly surprised and scared when the color of his eyes suddenly changed. It turned blue as if it was shining in the darkness. "Your heartbeat is like music to my ears, and the smell of your bl**d is my addiction." After he said those words he claimed my lips and kissed me.
The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top

For three years, Connor lived as a ghost. A crippled, useless Uber driver, enduring a self-imposed exile orchestrated by his dying grandfather's will to prove he was worthy of the Hoffman empire. He even married into the wealthy Barlowe family, becoming their favorite punching bag. On the very last day of his test, his final Uber passengers slid into the backseat. It was his wife, Genevieve, and her wealthy lover. They didn't recognize him behind his mask. Right there in his rearview mirror, they kissed hungrily, mocking her "pathetic loser" of a husband and plotting to dump him after her sister's wedding. The next day at the wedding, they didn't just want a divorce. They wanted to publicly crucify him. Her lover framed Connor as a violent, cheating degenerate. They rallied the city's elite, getting his Uber manager to publicly fire him and convincing the entire ballroom to blacklist him from every job, apartment, and business in Ninverton. They even brought in an arrogant Vice President from the Hoffman Group to publicly declare Connor was a fraud, sealing his social execution. Standing alone in that lobby, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the people who had trampled on his dignity for a thousand days, Connor felt the last shred of his patience burn away. They were so utterly, hopelessly blind. Then, his encrypted phone rang. "Mr. Wise, the test is officially over. You are now the Global CEO of the Hoffman Group." Connor looked at his cheating wife and the arrogant elites laughing at his demise. He dropped the signed divorce papers on the table. The game was over. The slaughter was about to begin.