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The Unseen Scars of Her Lies

The Unseen Scars of Her Lies

My passport was in my hand, my bag zipped, when my girlfriend, Sophia, walked in, fresh from a trip with another man. "What are you doing, Ethan?" she asked, her voice airy as she flaunted a high-end jewelry bag. She still thought I was just throwing a tantrum. But when I told her I was leaving her, the playful mask slipped, revealing the cold, calculating woman beneath. Then she laughed, sharp and condescending, suggesting an insincere wedding to make my "sick sister" feel important. My blood turned to ice. She didn't know. How could she? Lily was already dead. The memory of her last breath, just after Sophia's engagement party with Mark Peterson, burned in my chest. Her organ rejection, the doctors said, was triggered by emotional shock from seeing Sophia with another man. When I begged Sophia for the money I'd saved with her for Lily's treatment, she coldly refused, hanging up on me, even having her bodyguards throw me out of their mansion. Lily died on New Year's Eve, holding my hand as fireworks lit the sky. And now, Sophia offered a wedding, a shallow gesture, an insult to Lily's grave. My art, my life's passion, she called "nothing" as she destroyed my supplies, sending a wooden box crashing into my forehead, leaving me bleeding. "I need the money back," I told her, referring to the fortune I had entrusted to her over seven years, money she had instead spent on Mark and their extravagant future. She laughed, calling it "pocket change." What words could capture the horror, the utter betrayal, of realizing the woman you loved had systematically stripped you of everything-even the memory of your dead sister? What deeper depths of cruelty could she sink to? Later, as I fled, she drained my bank accounts, every last cent of my life' s savings. But a new life called to me-the prestigious international art gallery' s offer-a chance that felt like a flicker of hope after so much despair. Now, finally free, I was ready to live for myself.
Too Late For Regrets (Exfiancé Wants Me Back)

Too Late For Regrets (Exfiancé Wants Me Back)

On the night before she was supposed to become Mrs. West, Kate Delaney watched her world shatter. After losing her father, Kate and her mother fought desperately to keep their company alive in a ruthless corporate world. Just when everything seemed hopeless, Bryan West, Lavoire's most desired billionaire bachelor stepped into her life. Charming, powerful, and seemingly devoted, Bryan became her savior. Their whirlwind romance soon turned into the wedding of the century, envied by every woman in the city. Until Kate caught him cheating with her best friend the night before their wedding vows. Humiliated and heartbroken, Kate refuses to play the victim. Determined to destroy the people who betrayed her, she crosses paths with Avan West, Bryan's dangerous, cold-hearted half brother and the illegitimate son of the West family. They both agree on a deal with mutual benefits. To the world, they're the perfect power couple. But revenge is never simple. As scandals erupt, secrets unravel, and forbidden attraction burns between them, Kate realizes the man she married for survival may become the one man capable of ruining her completely. Now Bryan wants her back. The West family wants her gone. And Avan... refuses to let her leave. In a world of billionaires, betrayal, and ruthless ambition, love may come at the highest price of all.
The Undeniable Dead

The Undeniable Dead

For three years, I’d been a silent, unseen presence, a ghost tethered to the man who ruined my life: Rick Thompson. Today, his opulent Manhattan penthouse boomed with a lavish birthday party for his new fiancée, a celebration that should have been my own. Amidst the champagne and laughter, Rick casually remembered me, his ex, telling his assistant to send me leftover food at the "wellness clinic" he’d sent me to. Moments later, the assistant returned, pale-faced, revealing the horrifying truth: I had died almost three years ago, and the critical funds Rick set aside for my care had never arrived. Rick dismissed it as a crude trick, but his call to my family confirmed my heartbroken mother’s worst fears. Enraged, he stormed into our humble West Virginia home, confronting my crippled brother and grieving mother, smashing my memorial photo. His new fiancée, Tiffany, fueled his delusion, suggesting I was alive and hiding. He then ordered his men to dig up my grave in the old church cemetery. I, a helpless ghost, watched in silent horror as my desecrated coffin revealed my skeletal remains—undeniable proof of my death. The brutal sight, coupled with the crushing realization of his colossal mistake, triggered a massive stroke in my already fragile mother, claiming her life right there at my graveside. Rick, finally comprehending the monstrous scope of his folly, collapsed in agony, consumed by guilt. With newfound, chilling resolve, Rick turned his immense resources, not to create, but to destroy, vowing to meticulously unravel every lie that led to my family's ruin and embark on a relentless path of vengeance against the true architect of our tragedy.
THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIRTHDAY GIFT

THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIRTHDAY GIFT

"What do you think you're doing? Taking custody of my child? Come on, this was the reason behind my marriage to you, Sophia!" said Frank Williams in his cold and domineering voice, piercing his deathly eyes on her as she handed the signed divorce papers to him. Sophia Lorenzo thought she was signing a certificate of marriage on that altar, unknown to her that she was also signing up for a surrogacy and divorce on the same paper and altar. "Let me have my son and be with the woman I love," Frank said when their son clocked a month. "Who is this woman?" Sophia asked because she can't remember hearing of any woman in his life before her. What she doesn't know is that her perfect husband had been married to her best friend for three years before their first date. "Claire and I only needed a breeder; if not, you know I can never settle for less like you, Sophia!" Frank added, shattering Sophia's heart at every spoken word from his mouth. With a smashed and broken heart, Sophia had no option but to walk quietly out of a sweet marriage of two years without her son. Enraged and determined to reclaim her son while she gets her revenge, Sophia's last option was to reunite with her powerful father after two decades of being apart; then, she'll have all the power to deal with anyone to her satisfaction. "I'm sorry, Sophia. My life is nothing without you," Frank cried after years of merciless emotional torture from Sophia. With a smug smile at the remorseful man before her, Sophia flung her long, coily hair and asked, "If tables were turned around, tell me with all sincerity, would you have forgiven me as well, or would you do worse than I've done to you?"
Beat of Lies

Beat of Lies

Who is he? Why is he walking in my direction? I sighed as he pulled me towards him. My head hit his hard chest. My heart pounded even more as I inhaled and recognized his fragrant smell. Tears welled up in my eyes. My knees weakened that's why I clung to the t-shirt he was wearing. "T-tj?" I whispered between us. I stilled when he buried his face on my neck. He sniffed my neck up to my ear. I became even weaker and clung to his clothes tightly when he repeatedly doing that. His arms quickly wrapped around my waist and pulled me even closer to him. "Why? Why are you laughing with that boy? Why did you let yourself fantasizing him? What makes you fantasizing him? Why? Do you like him?" I stunned. _____________ What would you do, when you are suddenly trapped somewhere or We should say in a hospital? In a hospital that is not ordinary, but in a hospital where many secrets hidden. A BLOOD, In a family say's blood to blood, you are a family or by blood its say's, you are connected to each other. BUT in this story what is the connection of this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital? Are they connected to one another? How about the secret? In this 15 person, one of them know the secret, one of them is the pretender, one of them is the liar, one of them is the key, one of them are the dragger- dragger that brought them in that situation. AND WAIT!!!!! WHAT IF? What if the intruder is one of them?- In this 15 person, find out! But the BIG QUESTION is... Is he a boy? Or Is she a girl? Are you ready to face your fear? Meet this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital and try to find out who is the intruder.
Affair With My Uncle

Affair With My Uncle

"Peaches don't hold his hand, he used that for masturbation." I said that made Peaches broke her hold and blushed. Phillip glared at me and looked at Lady whose full attention was still on Kuya Allen. Ouchie twinnie. We didn't take much time in Bega Falls because we still need to climb again, good thing that Peaches and Mona helped us carry our bags while Phillip's carrying me on his back so I wouldn't get tired. Lady on the other hand, keeps on flirting with Kuya Allen whose just too kind to not ignore her. After a long way of climbing, we were back again on the road but this time Phillip was the one driving and we let Kuya Allen rest for a while. Were on our way to our next destination when Peaches' mom called and told her that Kuya Lucas got accident and she needs to get there ASAP, so we rode back to San Francisco instead. It was already nine on the evening when we arrived at home and everyones already asleep. I was wearing my usual pantulog, which is a dolphin shorts and a spaghetti strap shirt and went down to the kitchen to get my milk because I can't sleep. I opened the fridge and took out a box of fresh milk because I'm not into warm milk, then stayed there for a few minutes. I tapped my fingers on the kitchen bar and noticed that someone just came from outside using the backdoor, I looked at my surroundings and spotted the kitchen knife and hold it. I walked slowly until I was on the back of that someone and was about to stab him but then he turned around and shoved the knife off my hands. I shouted but he hastily covered my mouth with his left hand while this right arm encircled around my waist to prevent me from falling. This is too cliché for me. I kicked his balls that made him remove his grip on me. "F*ck!" He groaned. I immediately got the frying pan that was on my side all along but he caught both of my hands and pinned me on the wall. Sh*t! I can feel his bulged in between my thighs!