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While I Was Bleeding Out, He Lit Lanterns For Her
As I lay on the floor of our manor, bleeding out from a ruptured ectopic pregnancy, I used my last ounce of strength to call my husband, Cole. I begged him for help, my vision blurring. But the only thing I heard was the clinking of champagne glasses and his mistress's giggle in the background. "Stop the drama, June," Cole snapped, his voice cold. "We're about to go on stage. Don't call again." He hung up, leaving me to die alone on the Persian rug while he accepted an award with another woman on his arm. I woke up in the hospital days later. My baby was gone. They had removed my fallopian tube. Cole finally arrived, smelling of expensive scotch and his mistress's perfume. He didn't hug me. He didn't cry. Instead, he leaned over my hospital bed, pressing his knee into the mattress until my fresh stitches tore open and bled. "You embarrassed me by calling an ambulance," he hissed. "My mistress, Alycia, says you're faking it. Clean yourself up." He left me bleeding again to go announce a $10 million donation to Alycia's "groundbreaking" medical research. I stared at the TV screen, numb. The research Alycia was taking credit for? It was mine. I wrote that patent years ago under a pseudonym. They thought I was just a poor, orphan housewife who needed Cole's money to survive. They had no idea I was actually a billionaire scientist hiding my identity. I pulled the IV needle out of my arm. A drop of blood fell onto the divorce papers I had been hiding. I didn't wipe it off. I signed my name right over it. Then I walked into the bank, reactivated my dormant account with $128 million, and bought the penthouse directly overlooking Cole's house. The mourning widow is dead. The avenger is born.
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Nightmares
SYNOPSIS My name is Stella Peters, I ended up in these series of nightmares after the day my dad died during a protest to end the maltreatment of railway workers. When he was alive, he usually came home with a young man who was a bit older than me by name Poe. Poe was a well built guy who got anyth
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My Nightmares
My Nightmares. Take a journey with me into my collection of short horror stories. Over the years, my dreams have always scared me so much that I had a hard time sleeping at night. So, one day I decided to create new stories from my deepest fears. From Vampires, monsters, witches and ghosts to st
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Sweet Nightmares: A Monstrous Beginning
There are two worlds of monsters the human world is blind to see. The first world is a wonderful utopia full of harmless monsters. But the second is a twisted deadland of demons and Boogeymen. When Caramel, a sweet slime girl, falls into the Dark World with her best friend, Mint, a young octopus boy
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Mated to Three Handsome Nightmares
After being jilted by her Fated mate, beaten and pursued by her Father, and then hit by a reckless driver, Lyra finds herself two thousand miles away from her former pack In a new body, before she can thank the goddess for new beginnings she is thrust into a world of confusion and heartbreak when sh
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