Anna Kendra
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Beyond Biology: A Woman's Revenge
MAINUMBY My brother, Kevin, just got the bizarre diagnosis.
He had a fully functional uterus.
I, a bio-ethicist, saw it as a severe medical condition, but Kevin, fueled by delusion, declared himself the "next step in human evolution."
My mother, Eleanor, encouraged his madness, seeing it as a shortcut to our family's inheritance.
When I tried to intervene, to warn them of the dangers, Kevin sneered, "You' re just jealous. You' re a woman, so you can' t stand that a man can do your one job better than you. You' re obsolete."
My mother agreed, validating his cruel words.
I pushed back, trying to get the hospital's ethics committee involved, arguing Kevin wasn't psychologically fit.
They found out.
I walked into our family home that rainy night, and Kevin, encouraged by my mother, attacked me with a heavy glass trophy.
The last thing I saw was the trophy swinging down towards my face.
Then, darkness.
And then… light.
I gasped, jolting awake in my own bed, my body whole.
My phone buzzed.
The date confirmed it: three years before my murder.
Three years before Kevin's "miracle."
A slow, cold smile spread across my face.
They had killed me once for being an inconvenience.
This time, I would be the architect of their destruction. Love In The Gray
Chelleyy
"You either walk away now," Aiden said, his voice sharp and cutting, "or you stay and deal with the consequences."
Tristan's chest tightened as he met Aiden's gaze, the challenge blazing in his dark eyes. Every instinct told him to run, to leave before things spiraled out of control, but his feet wouldn't move.
"What's it gonna be, Tristan?" Aiden's voice was low, almost taunting. "Because if you stay, there's no turning back. You won't just be here. You'll be mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every thought... mine!"
......
Even before they became stepbrothers, Aiden and Tristan had never been on good terms, not since high school.
Tristan couldn't have imagined that the arrogant guy he despised-the same one he hated with passion-would one day become his stepbrother, a fact he refused to acknowledge.
But after a drunken night led to an accidental kiss, something shifted in Aiden. He began to see Tristan differently, from an angle far removed from brotherhood. It enraged him. He fought to keep hating him, to remind himself how wrong it was. Yet, the harder he tried, the more he missed him. The more he wanted him.