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Electra

Electra

Electra tells an electric tale of a young girl named April. After encountering a strange rainstorm in a terribly realistic dream, April wakes up to new changes around herself. She is suddenly transformed and has electrifying power beyond her, that causes disasters around her when out of control. Although it gets her to places others could never get to, she is yet to see the dark side of this power... It poses as a threat that could wipe out the whole world and her own existence. Would this be the end for her and the world? Or would these electrifying powers become her new beginning? Find out as you journey into this story, you don't wanna miss out! 😍😍😍 *Extract From The Story* April's eyes welled up with serious tears. Her exposed palms collected them and lightening striked in the sky, then more came running down her cheeks. Before she knew it, her tears disappeared, and her eyes glowed with an electric blue light. Her palms started shocking with visible electricity around it, and her hair glowed and glowed with electricity. Her personality changed completely, she looked like an electric goddess. " Electra!!!" She heard them screaming in her head. Her eyes became fierce, and her aura was murderous. She snapped her face towards the car door. When her eyes met the car door, it blew off the car and was sent flying to everyone in front of it. The big metal door hit them and they landed upon the ground while the door stayed heavily upon them. Aaaaaarrrrgghh!!!" She screamed monstrously while electricity emitted from her body, and the force of her voice came like a strong wind... You want to read more right? Then click on the story to continue.
The Unwanted Northern Heiress Shines Again

The Unwanted Northern Heiress Shines Again

In my past life, I exhausted my massive dowry and used my own body heat to keep my dying mother-in-law alive, guarding the estate for three years while my husband fought on the battlefield. But his first act upon returning victorious was to kick open my door, his arm wrapped around his new, noble Dragon Knight bride. "A cursed, magic-less thing like you is only fit to be her lowly personal maid. From now on, you will wash our bedsheets every morning!" They drained my wealth while trampling on my dignity. Worse, they deliberately delayed reinforcements, getting my father and brothers killed and my entire family brutally butchered! In the end, his new bride locked me in a freezing dungeon and burned me alive with her dragonfire! Opening my eyes, I was back on the night he forced me to step down and humiliated me. Looking at the arrogant pair, I didn't drop to my knees and beg like my past life. Instead, I calmly took off the ancestral Dragon-bone ring and gave a perfect, subservient curtsy. "As you command, My Lord." The moment I turned my back, I froze every single copper coin of the estate's accounts, cut off his mother's life-saving medicine, and packed up my massive wealth along with my eighty loyal servants. I rode straight to the Dragon King's palace in the dead of night. "Your Majesty, I demand a Rejection Ritual." Three days later, when the almighty Dragon Lord realized his glorious estate couldn't even afford a moldy scrap of bread, and that he was about to be beheaded by the King's decree... he finally lost his mind.
Luna's Redemption

Luna's Redemption

At what is meant to be the grandest wedding in the history of the Vermillion pack, Freya Lancaster's life crumbles before her very own eyes when her destined mate, The alpha prince of the pack, betrays her at the altar, not the type you quickly get over, an affair with her younger Sister, Cirila, which produces the heir of the Vermillion pack, with her very sister was something so huge that it could rival the most significant scandal on the continent. Freya, utterly hurt and humiliated, flees Vermillion's pack, wounded from the rejection and in anger and revenge etched in her bones when she encounters Lucian, who takes her in and nurses her back to health. Who would have thought that under the full moon, Freya would be blessed by the moon goddess with another chance to love again and be loved so deeply? She finds it hard to trust again, but Lucian is willing to hug her thighs till she is his. He will help her heal and eliminate everything that stands in her way. Lucian promises Freya to help her get her most desired revenge on the Vermillion pack's Alpha no matter what it takes. He is the most powerful Alpha on the continent, and Lucian is even ready to serve the entire Vermillion pack on a platter as a love gift to Freya. Freya tries to heal, but will she cling to this new love, especially when her identity, as she discovers, is as mind-boggling as her discovery of the deep feelings she had developed for her sweet Alpha? Or will she hold on to the huge resentment of the past, which has become a source of strength and driving force for Freya over the years? Join Freya on a journey of love, redemption, deceit, betrayal, and friendship.
My Fiancé, My Murderer

My Fiancé, My Murderer

The Greyhound bus hummed, a low rumble promising a new life at the Boeing apprenticeship program, far from this dead-end town. My fiancé, Jake, stood blocking the bus depot doorway, radiating control, scanning the street for Brittany Smith. But this wasn't the first time I'd lived this moment; in my last life, Jake’s hands had closed around my throat on our wedding night, his eyes blazing, blaming me for Brittany's tragic end. Now, I was back at the same bus stop, and he was once again holding everyone’s acceptance letters and bus tickets hostage, waiting for her, wielding a Zippo as a silent threat. He reveled in his power, convinced his County Commissioner father’s influence was an impenetrable shield, openly mocking our desperate hope to escape this town. The chilling truth hit me like a physical blow: Jake was reborn too, seemingly to ensure Brittany’s success this time, but embodying a far more calculated cruelty. Why was fate so twisted, bringing me back to this precise, suffocating moment of manipulation, when the memory of my horrific death still burned? This time, I let my hand fall from his arm, a silent promise to myself that my feigned compliance was a trap he’d never see coming. Because this time, I was playing a different game, armed with the precise knowledge to expose his family’s corruption and Brittany’s lies, ensuring their carefully constructed dreams would spectacularly collapse.