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My Parents, Their Pet, My Hell

My Parents, Their Pet, My Hell

The Great Depression had gnawed away at everything, leaving my family-my parents, Mark and Susan, and me, Sarah-scrambling for survival in a city choked with despair. Then, they found Buddy, a stray golden retriever, shivering in an alley. Suddenly, my meager cannery wages, meant for rent and food, were funneled into premium dog food, toys, and vet visits for him. I worked myself to exhaustion, only to watch them hand-feed Buddy roasted chicken from our good plates while I got watery potato soup. He wasn't just a dog; a cold, malevolent intelligence lurked in his eyes, a mocking smirk reserved just for me. When I tried to evict him, he bit me, and my parents blamed me, tending to him while I bled, calling me a "jealous, worthless girl." My world shattered when I was laid off, and an eviction notice arrived. Our only hope was a government housing lottery. But when I announced it, my parents only saw three spots: one for them, and one for Buddy. "He's not a dog!" my mother screamed. "He's family! More family than you've ever been!" They raced off, dragging Buddy, leaving me, weakened by hunger and infection, to chase after them. I watched, horrified, as an official marked three names: my father, my mother, and the dog. They were ushered through the gate. They didn't look back as it locked, leaving me outside. Through the bars, Buddy looked at me and grinned. I died alone, freezing in an alley. Then, a sudden jolt. My eyes flew open. I was in my bed, the morning my parents found Buddy. My blood ran cold, hearing their cheerful voices. I was back. And this time, I wouldn't die in the cold. I would find out why they chose a dog over their own daughter. And they would pay.
MARRY TO THE DEVIL

MARRY TO THE DEVIL

Lucifer, the powerful man who had lived in the human realm for six thousand years, possessed a face that exuded handsomeness, unaffected by the passage of time. His mere presence struck fear into the hearts of everyone in the village, even the king himself wouldn't dare to meet his gaze. Around 30 years ago, a brutal war erupted between the villages of Fujiang and Tonggong, claiming the lives of many innocent people. The Tonggong warriors proved to be far stronger than their Fujiang counterparts. As the war reached its climax, with Fujiang on the brink of defeat, the king of Fujiang made a desperate plea to Lucifer for help. The man who had lived a life of turmoil agreed to assist, but on one condition. The king, desperate for victory, accepted all of Lucifer's conditions, and thus began their alliance to conquer the war. The war lasted for over a month before it finally ended. Lucifer emerged victorious, and now it's the King's turn to fulfill his condition. It's a bride! Lucifer asked the King to willingly give him permission to choose a bride from either the Ling or Yang Family. These families are the richest and wealthiest in all of Fujiang. The Yang Family is blessed with water power, using it to ravage and sabotage everything in their path. They even have golden eyeballs that symbolize their connection to the Yang Family. On the other hand, the Ling Family possesses the power of wind. They can destroy anything with just a single blow of wind. Their distinctive feature is their blue eyes, which represent the Ling family. The King accepted Lucifer's offer, unaware that once Lucifer chooses a bride, he will send them to HAVENLY. HAVENLY is like a small heaven, filled with people who possess extraordinary powers. Lucifer himself comes from there. So, whenever he wants to get married, he must send the wives to HAVENLY. After 16 years, if the baby doesn't return, it means she is not capable of being Lucifer's wife.
Jilted Bride: Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Comatose Uncle

Jilted Bride: Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Comatose Uncle

On my wedding day, I arrived at Ironwood expecting to become Damien Beaumont's wife. Instead, I found him in bed with my stepsister. She was wearing the bridal silk meant for me. He was kissing her like I was already nothing. "Must you really marry her?" Isolde purred. Damien laughed. He said he only needed me for a few months-just long enough to secure his dead uncle's inheritance. Then he would annul the marriage, brand me barren or mad, and marry Isolde instead. The best part? She was already pregnant with his child. They thought I would cry. They thought I would run home in disgrace. They thought a country-bred Hayes girl would quietly swallow the ruin they had made of her. They were wrong. I set the bridal suite on fire. By the time the servants and guests rushed in, Damien and Isolde were half-dressed, exposed, and surrounded by witnesses. Yet his family still tried to blame me. Poor upbringing. Too wild. Too vulgar. Not worthy of the Beaumont name. So I gave them a new scandal. I put on a black mourning dress, walked into the family chapel, and married Damien's supposedly dead uncle, Duke Alistair Beaumont. A war hero. A legend. A man declared dead before I ever met him. By a loophole in the marriage contract, I became his Duchess. Damien became my nephew. His mother became my sister-in-law. And everyone who looked down on me was suddenly forced to bow. But then my "dead" husband was brought back to Ironwood alive-breathing, silent, and trapped in a cursed, deathlike sleep. The Beaumont matriarch made me a ruthless offer: Give Alistair an heir, and I would have land, wealth, power, and protection no one could take from me. I accepted. Now I rule the estate that tried to bury me. My enemies are watching for one mistake. My comatose husband may not be as unaware as everyone believes. And if Damien thought betraying me was the end of my story, he should have listened more carefully when I said my vows. Because I did not marry a corpse. I married a Duke. And when he wakes, this entire house will learn what it means to cross his Duchess.