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Beyond The Scratches: An Heiress's Revenge

Beyond The Scratches: An Heiress's Revenge

The exclusive charity gala was a suffocating display of elite hypocrisy, a world I, Gabrielle Johns, knew all too well. My stepfather and his golden child took center stage, gushing over a scholarship student named Maria Chavez. But Maria was no fragile victim; she was a snake, waiting for her moment to strike. And she did, seizing the microphone to publicly accuse me of relentless bullying and making her life a hell. Suddenly, her gaze locked on mine, and she wailed about being driven to self-harm, pulling up her sleeve to reveal faint scratches that were obviously fake. My stepbrother, Andrew, blinded by rage and infatuation, lunged at me, his eyes spitting venom. "You monster," he snarled, "you made her want to die!" The crowd' s sympathy for Maria solidified into open disgust for me, painting me as the entitled villain. Even my stepfather, Matthew, the man my mother married, stood by, playing the disappointed patriarch, complicit in the charade. Yet, as the room swam with their judgment and their lies, I refused to move, refusing to kneel. How could these people, who claimed to care about charity, be so easily duped by such a transparent act? Why was the man my mother made powerful so quick to turn on me, his own stepdaughter? This wasn' t just a malicious accusation; it was a cold, calculated strike against everything I believed my family stood for. But they had made a fatal mistake: they hurt me. And they had no idea who they were truly dealing with, or what I was capable of doing to protect what was mine.
The CEO's Reborn Love

The CEO's Reborn Love

"Every alligator here is Sebastian's prized possession, but they're all dead because of you." Olivia laughed charmingly. "As compensation, I'll give you to the remaining alligators. That way, your five years of loving him won't be in vain." Hearing rustling from the bushes behind her, Adriana's body immediately trembled. "Olivia, you're insane! I curse you to never live happily with Sebastian and to die a horrible death!" Olivia laughed coldly. "Sebastian himself said that the alligators here haven't been fed fresh meat in a long time. If you want to hate someone, then hate him." The fear of death and Olivia's words crushed Adriana's chest like a heavy stone. It felt like her heart was being gripped by someone, the pain was so intense she could barely breathe. Sebastian's decision... Even at the end, he had no intention of letting her body go. To such an extent he hated her. Adriana smiled bitterly, tears welling up in her eyes. •••• Adriana Hudson had loved Sebastian Kingsley with all her heart, only to face the most painful betrayal. He had cheated on her with her own stepsister, Olivia. As if that wasn't enough, on the day of their wedding, he ordered his mistress to throw her into an alligator pond to kill her. Not only did she die a tragic death, but she also lost the child she was carrying. In that moment, Adriana swore that if she were given a second chance, she would never love him again. Now reborn, Adriana is determined to make those who wronged her feel the pain of betrayal a thousand times over. But why is Sebastian so determined to cling to her this time, even protecting her from those very people? Wasn't Olivia the woman he loved? Sebastian: "Riana, you can learn to trust me." Adriana only looked at him in silence. The pain of being devoured by alligators still haunted her, so could she trust him again? And perhaps... Perhaps what happened in her past life wasn't as she had imagined. Lies, vengeance, and conspiracies swirl around them once more, but this time, will their love survive?
Bodyguard Of The Rich CEO

Bodyguard Of The Rich CEO

"Are you sure about this mom?" he asked making his mom look at him "Why? is there anything wrong about him son?" her mom asked to his son the guy crossed his arms and stared at me!.. "It's because he can protect me because he's smaller than me!!" He said but my face remained blank. "Look son..He can protect you he is the only guy that I know who is strong even though he is almost as tall as me he can kill someone as big as you!!" His mom will tease him but she's right even though the enemy is big I can kill him, won't I become a gangster if I'm weak? He didn't do anything and just accepted his mother's offer to be my bodyguard before he's mom leaves she talk to me "Please be patient with my son! Sometimes he gets hot headed too, oh he's going to come first" she said to which I nodded "Yes ma'am have a safe ride!" I said and bow, he got into a van and left, and a woman with glasses approached "Sir, the boss is calling you" she said and bowed I nodded and she led the way to our boss's office Knock! Knock! Knock!! "Come in!!" Screaming from inside, the woman left and I entered. I bowed and stood up straight "I don't know why my mom likes you so much but I'm hoping you can do your thing properly!!" He said while looking at me coldly but I'm not scared The one who will fear me has not yet been born "Yes sir! I will" I coldly utter too He nodded and sent me home because my work starts tomorrow. It's good that I got home and rested.
The Shadow That Follows Me

The Shadow That Follows Me

Master Ethan Thompson, the rich 25 year old lad returned to his father's hometown after 10 long years of living in Britain. Brought up in a broken family and seeing his parents divorcing, he owned one harsh personality to easily trust in relationships. Reason of his sudden return was one. The heavy inheritance of his father demanded his attention, being the only heir of the business. Certainly many things have been changed since he left. Sick father's health was giving up rapidly and it was time for him to take over all the duties as the only successor of Thompson's dynasty. Things were expected well until one mysterious woman entered in the picture. Gorgeous, attractive and a woman with positive morals. 23 year old Sylendra Louis was taken in by Master Ethan's father when she was just only 10. Brought up by the elder man, the woman was said to be raised like his own daughter. And that very fact wasn't so easy to digest by Sebastian who just returned to his father's home, what irritated him the most was the woman's involvement in his business too. Mysterious woman's closeness with his father and too way personal engagement on his family matters made Master Ethan insecure as he started showing his hate over everything related to Sylendra, obviously unknown to the knowledge of his life slowly being fated with her. "Magic was she, black magic!"
His Mistress, Her Freedom

His Mistress, Her Freedom

I spent five years meticulously crafting myself into the perfect accessory for my tech mogul husband, Liam. Three surgeries, a revised personality, and even honey-blonde hair-all designed to mirror the woman he truly desired, Sarah Jenkins. Tonight, our fifth wedding anniversary, was supposed to be the culmination of my efforts, the night he finally saw me. But the perfect facade shattered with two words from Liam, overheard from the hallway: "A placeholder." He was talking about me. His chilling laughter echoed as he confessed to his friends that our marriage was merely a convenience, a cruel stand-in until Sarah, his true love, returned. He not only dismissed my existence but reveled in the "pathetic" way I had tried to become her, even commissioning a mole on my shoulder to perfectly mimic hers for his twisted fantasy. The woman I had worked so hard to emulate was now back, and he hadn' t even told me. Instead, he\'d used my private college sketchbook, filled with my artistic dreams, as a weapon for her to mock and discard. When I confronted Sarah for my sketchbook, she deliberately twisted and re-fractured my wrist in front of Liam, who chose to protect her, accusing me of being "dramatic" and leaving me abandoned in the hospital. My husband, who once swore to cherish me, had chosen his mistress over his injured wife, again. The pain from my broken wrist was nothing compared to the agony of his betrayal, the profound realization that everything I had given him was built on a foundation of lies and contempt. I was discarded, not just as a wife, but as a person. But amidst the wreckage, a cold, hard clarity settled. I would no longer be a convenient distraction. I would reclaim the artist I buried and ensure Liam understood the true cost of his cruelty.
His Aunt, His Sanctuary

His Aunt, His Sanctuary

For a year, I was nothing but a ghost in the Vanderbilt penthouse, Seraphina's secret plaything, her devoted bodyguard. I loved her with a silent, burning devotion, always there, always ready to serve. Then, as casually as she' d summoned me to her bed, she dismissed me. Her wedding to Julian Astor was in ten days, and our arrangement was abruptly over. The chilling indifference in her eyes was a prelude to the hell that followed. Suddenly, I was at Julian Astor's mercy – a petty, sadistic monster who reveled in torment. He ordered me beaten, humiliated, even forced me to kneel on scorching metal grates until my knees were raw. I endured a public flogging, my back shredded, while Seraphina, the woman I' d protected with my life, smiled at my tormentor. When I was stabbed protecting Julian, he deliberately shoved me into the knife, and Seraphina merely watched, unconcerned. My unique blood, inherited from the parents I scarcely remembered, was drained near to death to save the man who tortured me. It was then I learned the truth: my parents weren't gone in an accident. They were murdered by Seraphina' s father, who then "rescued" me, molding me into his perfect, disposable weapon. Every ounce of hope, every flicker of warmth I'd held for Seraphina, froze into bitter ice. I was broken, but no longer blind. Now, the loyal dog is dead. From the ashes of Vanderbilt' s cruelty, The Wraith is born, and I will tear down their empire, one bloody secret at a time.