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His Devotion, Her Deception

His Devotion, Her Deception

The roar of the crowd was a distant hum as I stood backstage, a velvet box in my hand, ready to surprise Chloe-the woman I loved, the dancer poised for victory. Her voice, clear and musical, drifted through her dressing room door, casually dismissing me to the host: "Ethan? He' s just a suitor, one of many." Then came the colder blow, a dismissive laugh as she added, "Some people just have more money than sense... A bit of a gold-digger, you could say, just for status instead of money." The word "gold-digger" hit me like a physical punch, forcing the box containing the "Starry Night" necklace-a symbol of my months-long devotion and sacrifice-to clatter to the concrete floor. Suddenly, every anonymous donation, every chauffeur drive, every hidden act of support over the years twisted into a stark, humiliating truth: I hadn't been building a future; I had merely been funding her present. Later, in the lobby, she paraded a new man, Leo, as her "soul connection," while casually introducing me as an "old friend from back home," making sure to emphasize the word friend. Leo then went on to serenade her, turning his performance into a public jab at me, declaring, "Some gifts don't come in a box. They come from the soul. They can't be bought." The irony was suffocating. I, Ethan Miller, the "tech CEO" who had built an empire from nothing, was being cast as the materialistic fool, outshone by a performative, "spiritual" artist. And Chloe, the woman I loved more than anything, gave me a fleeting glance that screamed, "Don't make a scene." The love I held for her, so deep and foundational, began to crumble, replaced by a cold, hard resolve. I walked out of that theater, leaving the illusion behind, knowing one thing for sure: if money was all I valued, at least money had never lied to me. But the real question remained: What was she really worth? And what was he hiding?
The Million-Dollar Escape

The Million-Dollar Escape

I was a struggling musician in Brooklyn, barely making ends meet. Then I found Vic, an amnesiac girl with wide, scared eyes, and my world changed. We shared instant noodles and cheap wine, her laughter filling my cramped studio. She believed in my music, even when I didn't, and her gift of my grandmother' s vintage guitar pick became a symbol of our pure, impossible love. But then, Vic remembered her past. She transformed into Victoria Ashford, a cold, sharp heiress, returning to her glittering world. The woman who once fussed over my paper cuts now looked at me with polite indifference. Our profound connection was replaced by her mother' s demands and Spencer Hayes, her new, polished fiancé. I became her humiliation, a relic from a life she disavowed. At a lavish gala, she dismissed my pain when Spencer' s friends deliberately crushed my guitar hand. The hand I needed for every note, every chord, now irrevocably damaged. My music, my livelihood, my very soul, was shattered as she stood by, unmoving. How could the girl who understood my deepest dreams become this calculating stranger? How could she watch my life' s passion be destroyed without a flicker of remorse? The truth was colder than any winter: she saw my suffering as mere inconvenience. Then, her mother offered me a million dollars to disappear. A breakup fee for a love she never recognized. I took it, not as defeat, but as the only way to escape the golden cage and rebuild. I left, determined to forge a new path, far from the echoes of what we once were.
Spring After A Cold Winter

Spring After A Cold Winter

The termination notice arrived, cold and impersonal, ending my three-year stint as the "unofficial queen" of Hayes Tech and Nathan Hayes' s girlfriend. Just like that, I was collateral damage for the return of Chloe Davis, his high school sweetheart and "white knight." But then, a strange relief washed over me. This corporate execution was a stark contrast to the messy life I lived, a life already tangled in Nathan' s possessive grip. My desk, the one Nathan himself had moved so he could "see me whenever he looked out his office window," now faced a tightly shut blind. Outside, his sleek black car pulled up, and he opened the door for Chloe, a practiced gesture of chivalry he' d never once shown me. His adoration for her was a look he reserved only for her. He was giving her the world, and I was just the discarded memory, a piece of sidewalk furniture he walked past without a glance. My phone, once buzzing with his messages, now remained dark, a testament to his new home with Chloe. Then came the calls from unknown numbers, the news reports of their perfect reunion. During this silent abandonment, I made several trips to the hospital, clutching papers that spelled out a truth I wasn' t ready to face. He stayed home that night, pressing my hand to his cheek. "I' ve been so busy, I didn' t even notice you were sick." His tenderness, a poison I' d willingly consumed, was so easily mistaken for genuine affection. "Ava," he whispered after a night of desperate passion, "you' re not mad I fired you, are you?" How could I be? He was my salvation, the one who paid off my mother' s debts, the possessive voice that rumbled, "Ava, you' re my golden cage bird. The one who can never leave me." But everything had already changed. I just didn't realize how much until Brenda, Chloe's best friend, showed up, displaying my pathetic devotion for scorn. "Homewrecker," she spat, then lunged, slapping me across the face before slamming my head against the tabletop. Waking in a hospital bed, Nathan was there, but his concern was for Chloe' s reputation, not my pain. "Ava, Chloe is different. She's not like you. Just be good, okay?" He didn' t wipe away the single, hot tear that rolled down my temple. To him, I was a nuisance, an inconvenience. So, I had to die for him to let me go? The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. He laughed, a strange, humorless sound. He couldn't see it, but I was done. It was time to settle my own accounts. I would give him a spring he would never forget.
SOLD TO A CURSED KING : STRIP OR DIE

SOLD TO A CURSED KING : STRIP OR DIE

She was sold to a dangerous king, as his sex slave, by her parents , in exchange for wealth.. Not any king,, but a cursed beast king.. Who is known to be cruel and heartless.. Well that is what happened to a timid and kind human girl.. Born by an Angel and a Beast,, King Ariston Erasmos,, is what they called a hybrid abomination.. He is devilishly handsome,, huge,, very tall,, ruthless,, unforgiving and cold-hearted.. Countless horror stories are told to little children at night,, about him.. Everyone rumor that he did not have a heart and he believed it,, untill a certain beautiful,, timid,, human girl,, is sold to him by her parents in exchange for wealth.. Ariston find himself being fascinated by the little things that she do.. And to his awe,, he is sexually attracted to her.. Just within a few weeks that the girl stayed with him,, she succeded in pulling down the strong walls that he created in his mind and find a way into his heart,, unlocking the padlock that he locked it with... Making him to believe that he still have a heart and also to see the good in himself.. The devil was once an Angel right?? Well King Ariston find himself having strange feelings for her,, that he thought is only lust.. He is willing to protect her from danger and he also pardons her mistakes to the amazement of his servants,, because he don't forgive people neither is he merciful... But he shows mercy to the human girl.. To complicate the matter,, his beasts marked her as their mate a night before the red blood moon,, when the curse of the evil seer will manifest.. What happens when ice and fire meet each other? Will fire melt ice or will ice be able to tame it? EXTRACTS FROM THE STORY.. "You have been a bad girl and you deserved to be punished Angel.." Ariston uttered to Cheryl smirking and spank her b*ttocks,, making her to moan.. "Wh-at d-id I d-o?" The beautiful human girl stuttered.. "You disobeyed my orders sweet-heart,, which no-one have ever done before.." He said removing a strand of her hair from her face and stroking her cheeks,, making her to lean in more to his touch and a smug grin appeared on his face.. "I don't want more punishments,, i have received them in all the days of my life.." Cheryl whispered sniffing and the king growled.. "Who gave you the punishment? I will kill the bastards that dare to torture you.." He spat out angrily as he notice the scars on her hands.. "Please don't kill anyone,, it's a slip of tongue.." She mutter and hugged the tall man that is towering over her small petite form and he buried his face on her neck and inhaled her scent,, calming down instantly.. "You belong to me and no-one will hurt you again.. Say that you are mine..." He commanded,, licking her earlobe and she moan in bliss.. "I'm your's.." She mutter lowly.. "Good and when I say punishment,, i wasn't speaking about tortures or physical abuse,, i will never harm you..." Ariston said grinning.. "Which punishment are you talking about?" She asked innocently,, staring up at him in curiosity and he groan.. "Dammn it,, she is really innocent and she is making me to be insane,, I can't wait to taint her innocence.." He soliloquies,, groaning as he stare down his waist and see a huge bulge on his trouser.. He couldn't believe that the mere thought of having a sexual intercourse with her,, have made him so horny.. "Let me show you.." He replied and carried her off her feets and she gasps in suprise and wrapped her legs around his waist,, holding his neck,, while he hold her firmly on her waist with his strong large hands..
The Unbroken Heiress

The Unbroken Heiress

Ava Thompson, a New England political heiress, thought she had it all: a glamorous wedding to rising D.C. star Ethan Cole, a picture-perfect union of two prominent families. But the silence in their grand Washington house, and Ethan' s constant devotion to Chloe, his adopted sister, hinted at a different truth. One night, that truth exploded. Ava overheard Ethan confessing their marriage was merely "a means to an end" and she "meant nothing" - his fierce loyalty belonging solely to Chloe. Her heart shattered, the beautiful facade of her life crumbling around her. Ethan openly dismissed Ava' s pain, choosing to protect Chloe' s malicious acts, including Chloe' s chilling confession to murdering Ava' s best friend, Maya. Using his family' s immense power, Ethan ensured Chloe walked free, twisting reality to frame Ava and threaten her loyal assistant. The ultimate betrayal came during a disastrous yacht event when Ethan instinctively saved Chloe first, leaving a helpless Ava to drown in the turbulent Chesapeake Bay. How could the man she loved, the man who was supposed to be her partner, abandon her so ruthlessly? Why was he so blindly devoted to a sister who was clearly a manipulative sociopath? Pushed to the brink, utterly broken by the profound injustice and the cold reality of her expendability, Ava collapsed. But as she healed, a cold, unshakeable resolve built within her. She would uncover the full truth behind Ethan' s warped loyalty to Chloe and fight for the justice Maya was denied. Ava, the dismissed wife, was coming for them, ready to dismantle a powerful family, one secret at a time.
ENTANGLED SOULS

ENTANGLED SOULS

Genres: Highschool romance Tags: Suspense, Pains, Hatred, Heartbreak, Betrayal, Love triangle, Jealousy, Secrets SYNOPSIS PAIN, that word has never came as a surprise to her. She's used to it more than living. Being maltreated by her family and treated like a trash was no surprise to her. Why? She has no idea.... Maybe she was born with a curse or something,,, that's what she thinks. A family where there's always fault in what she do. A family where her siblings were loved than her. Who is she? She's Karen Baker. All her life, she had lived in pains of being treated like an outcast in her family. Her prayer was to be free from the household. What happens when her prayer was answered in the most cruelest way ever? What happens when she finds herself in the household of the THOMASES? How did she end up there? Find out!!!! Excerpt 1 " Dad I never meant to do that, I just tried to defend myself. I never knew she was gonna get hu..." The statement was cut shut with a resounding slap. " Just shut the hell up! You're just a murderer,,, and by the time I'm done with you,, you'll regret ever being born" Having said that, sounds of extreme beatings with loud cries filled the house. Excerpt 2 " No please! I didn't mean to do that. I never intended to kill her baby. It was just an harmless push... Please,, I'm sorry" She begged as she tossed around the bed with tears streaming down her face. He looked at her weirdly" just who the hell is she?" He muttered All of a sudden, she pulled him to the bed and snuggled into his arms " please don't leave me" she whisper and fell asleep right in his arms More secrets to unfold,,,,, watch out!!!!
When Love Died, Freedom Began

When Love Died, Freedom Began

The jagged glass bit into Amelia Hayes' s cheek. "Help me," she choked into the phone, but her husband, Ethan Caldwell, snapped: "Amelia, for God' s sake, I' m in a meeting." A sharp blow, then darkness. She awoke not in her blood-slicked car, but in her opulent master bedroom, the calendar marking three months after her wedding. Three months into a marriage that had already begun to kill her. Ethan stood by the window, his voice softening, "Yes, Jessica, tonight sounds perfect." Jessica Thorne, his true love, the shadow over Amelia' s first life. The familiar ache in Amelia' s chest gave way to a chilling, new fury. For seven miserable years, she had given Ethan desperate, unyielding devotion. She endured his coldness, his brazen affairs, his emotional abuse, all for a flicker of his attention. She had become a shell, a caricature, ridiculed by Ethan' s circle and condescended to by his family. The profound injustice, the sheer blindness of his indifference, was a bitter pill. Her heart, once broken, now felt nothing but a hollow echo of unrequited love. Then, at a gala, a cruel act involving Eleanor' s ashes, and Ethan, without hesitation, shoved Amelia, his accusations echoing: "You are a disgrace." He comforted Jessica while Amelia' s head reeled from the impact. That was the final straw. No tears, no anger. Just a cold resolve. She delivered a small velvet box to his penthouse. Inside: the wedding ring and a divorce decree. "I. Want. You. Out. Of. My. Life. Forever," she stated, her voice clear. She was reborn to be free.