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A Soul Reclaimed: My Vengeance Begins Now

A Soul Reclaimed: My Vengeance Begins Now

My life as Sarah was idyllic, a tapestry woven with threads of deep affection for my husband, Mark. On our anniversary, he brought home an adorable rescue Greyhound, Lucky, a seemingly innocent gesture of enduring love that I cherished. Yet, a simple locket and a familiar silver bracelet plunged me into an unimaginable horror. One moment, I was me; the next, I awoke in Lucky' s lean, furry body. From that terrifying dog' s perspective, I overheard my husband, Mark, confessing his monstrous conspiracy with his sister, Chloe: they engineered a soul swap, placing his dead ex-fiancée, Olivia, into my body, to eventually bear her long-lost son, Ethan. Trapped and voiceless as Lucky, I helplessly endured my own planned "euthanasia" at the vet, then returned home to relentless, malicious torment by Olivia, who reveled in shredding my cherished possessions and defiling our home. Mark, meanwhile, dismissed my every desperate whimper, while Chloe masterfully gaslit my growing terror, blind to the true evil brewing beneath their smiles. The man I adored, my best friend, their insidious plot to use me, not just for Olivia's reincarnation, but as a breeding vessel for a child that wasn't even his, all while coveting my family's immense fortune. The profound, unimaginable betrayal morphed my terror into a chilling, unbreakable resolve. But then, a flash of searing light. I bolted upright in my own bed, in my own body, gasping for breath. The scent of home filled my lungs, and beside me, Mark stood, a leash in hand, with Lucky at his side. I was back. On the very cursed day it all began. This time, I wouldn't just be a victim; I would dismantle their world, piece by agonizing piece.
Seven Days to a Kiss

Seven Days to a Kiss

My husband, Ethan, and I had a simple rule for our five-year marriage: we could have affairs, but our mansion was off-limits. It was our only sanctuary. Then, on my birthday, he broke it. He walked in with a girl named Tara, who looked disturbingly like my deceased sister, Gabrielle. Without even looking at me, Ethan' s voice cut through the air: "Jocelyn, I want a divorce. I' m going to be with her." A strange calm settled over me. I should have felt the familiar sting of betrayal, but I felt nothing. Perhaps because two days earlier, I died. On our fifth anniversary, a truck swerved, and I died on impact. Yet, my soul, consumed by obsession for Ethan, refused to leave, binding me to this world. That' s when Papa Legba, a spirit of the crossroads, appeared. He offered me a deal: seven days to get a true kiss from Ethan, and my life would be returned. Fail, and my soul was his. I knew it was impossible; Ethan had never kissed me with genuine emotion. But I accepted. Now, watching my husband replace me, I was already on day two. "Ethan, please. Just one kiss," I begged, but he scoffed, "I only kiss women I love." Then, he kissed Tara deeply, passionately, right in front of me. The pain was so sharp, it felt like I was dying all over again. I was trapped, a phantom in my own life, with a magical red thread on my wrist visibly fading, signaling my impending eternal demise. And no one, especially not the man I loved, believed me.
Love, Lies, and a Fatal Countdown

Love, Lies, and a Fatal Countdown

I was born with a curse. That' s what my family called my ability to see the exact moment someone would die, a ticking red countdown above their heads. It started with Grandpa at the dinner table. "00:23:14" blinked above his head, then Dad, a year later, gone in a car crash. My mom was next, delivering my baby sister, Lily. "00:01:00" flashed as I hammered on the delivery room door, screaming for help. They died. All of them. And my family, my three older brothers, Liam, Ethan, and Noah, didn't see a grieving sister. They saw a monster. "You killed her," Liam spat, shoving me against the hospital wall after Mom' s death. "Just like you killed Dad and Grandpa." Ethan and Noah watched, their faces twisted with disgust as I crumpled to the floor. I wanted to explain, to scream that I tried to warn them, but the words were stuck. They left me there, abandoned at the hospital, taking their "miracle" sister, Lily, home. My childhood ended that day, replaced by a ghost-like existence in my own home. I lived in the attic, fed scraps, ignored by everyone while Lily was showered with love and affection. I just watched, an invisible scapegoat for their grief. But today, my eighteenth birthday, everything changed. I finally saw it-the blank space above my head, always empty, now glowed a stark, vibrant red. "24:00:00." My own countdown. A whole day. How generous. I bought a beautiful, white urn with a hand-painted lily. A small, bitter joke. I made them a farewell dinner, a feast of all their favorite foods, hoping they'd come, just once. But the house remained silent, empty. No one came. I called Liam, a desperate confession: "I\'m going to die. My countdown... it\'s almost at zero." He laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. "You\'re still trying that trick? You think saying you\'re going to die is going to make us forgive you?" He hung up, leaving me in the crushing silence, alone with my cold feast and my relentless ticking clock.
HER GOOD LUCK SYSTEM

HER GOOD LUCK SYSTEM

Maureen Smith died at the age of 23 due to cancer and was lucky enough to be reborn back to the age of 17th faced with the same challenges of life she faced in her past life but this time she had a System. "A Good Luck System." All she has to do is to absorb good luck from the list of people provided by the system. If not she will die again when she clocks 23. And at the top of the list was a notorious bully Liam Williams. ***** Liam Williams, after the untimely death of his father and elder brother. He became the rejected son. As his mother and grandfather kept blaming him for this brother and father demise. That somehow had a drastic change in Liam's behavior. And to make matters worse his mother went and adopted another son who looks like his elder. Causing him to become a notorious bully both in and out of school. Will Maureen master the courage of facing the man who has the most good Luck? If she does succeed in approaching him, will he bully her too? What will happen to Maureen's lover in her past life? will they still be together in her present life? What will happen when Liam's adopted brother turns out to be among the people Maureen will need to absorb good luck from? Will Maureen's Good luck quest turned out to be a good Luck for better health and life or a good luck for Love Square? To find out read this book. My other books. # Mr. Billionaire Wants me back # Unknown children of Ceo Kenzo Kareem Black # Brought by the Mafia Don
The Reborn Duchess's Ruthless Revenge

The Reborn Duchess's Ruthless Revenge

I stood in the Royal Hall, clutching a glass of warm champagne while watching Senator Levine laugh. To the crowd, he was a pillar of the community; to me, he was the parasite who had already destroyed my life once. In my past life, this gala was the night the monarchy began to bleed. Levine successfully planted his cameras, the Vance empire funded a coup, and the kingdom I loved was sold off to the highest bidder. I lived through the consequences of my silence. I watched my sister, Seraphina, die in childbirth because the medical supplies were intercepted by traitors. I watched the man I loved, Duke Elliot, stripped of his titles and branded a criminal. I spent my final days in a damp, freezing cell, listening to the executioner sharpen his blade while the people cheered for our demise. The injustice burned in my throat like lye. I died wondering how I could have been so naive, how I could have let these monsters walk among us while I played the part of a perfect, quiet wife. Why did the gods let the wicked prosper while my family’s blood watered the palace gardens? What would I have given for just one chance to strike first? Then, the world shifted. I opened my eyes to find myself back at the gala, the scent of sandalwood and rain surrounding me as Elliot rested a possessive hand on my back. I wasn't just a Duchess anymore; I was a ghost from a future that would never happen, and I was ready to erase every name on my list.
A Thousand Years of Vengeance

A Thousand Years of Vengeance

I, Selene, was a guardian of magic, my Lumina clan inextricably linked to the sacred Heartstone of Aethel. My life, though peaceful, was about to unravel. Without warning, the Heartstone vanished. In one brutal decree, my entire clan, my family, was executed for its theft. Only I, married to the revered High Councilor Orion, was seemingly "spared" – thrown instead into a thousand years of agonizing servitude as a human battery for the failing artifact. My body withered, but my spirit clung to life, fueled by pain. Then, Orion reappeared. He "saved" me, restoring my physical form and my innate Lumina magic. I, a fool, believed his love was real, a beacon of hope after a millennium of torment. But my savior was my executioner. I overheard him: Orion had orchestrated my clan's extermination as a convenient scapegoat for his mistress, Livia. My restored power? A mere gift for her Ascension, his new tool. Worst of all, he confessed with cruel apathy that he personally ordered the slaughter of my parents. He' d even woven an unbreakable enchantment into my very being, ensuring my eternal obedience and compliance. My love became a venomous rage. Rather than live as his puppet, I leaped into the Chasm of Oblivion, my physical body shattering to break his cursed charm. But death was not my end. Guided by my mother' s ancient locket, a forgotten beacon, I survived, emerging from that abyss not as a victim, but as a warrior reborn, ready to carve my reckoning.