Too Light

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

Xiao Xiaosu

I went to the City Clerk's office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk's pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray's text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we're done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray's life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

Modern Revenge Divorce

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LUMIÈRE

EPISODE ONE

Location: Ploumanac'h Brittany

(A man speaks in French) "Est-Ce tout ce que vous pouvez faire!" Master Ekon snarled from outside the Ring. (Is that all you can do!)

"Laissez - vous être mortel!" He yelled. (Let your kick be lethal!)

Breathing heavily, I threw one last kick at my Opponent but he didn't sway under the impact instead my opponent grinned at me.

"Ne me regarde pa comme ça!" (Don't give me that look!)

I wanted to scream at my Opponent but I was too exhausted to utter a word.

"Get up Lumière!" Master Ekon said in a raised tone but I didn't make a move to stand up.

My almighty opponent reached out to help me up but I ignored him with a glare. I was exhausted! Master Ekon ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Every part of my body was sweaty, chest rising and falling, heartbeat at a fast rate. Master Ekon crouched down and looked straight at me. Two hours of intensive training isn't an easy task! I avoided meeting Master Ekon's gaze because I didn't want to see that look of disappointment on his expression. Can I be what they want me to be?

“A Light meant to destroy Darkness” so they said.

But I haven't seen that ‘Light’ in my reflection each time I look into the mirror.

"No soyez pas une Lumière weakling!" He yelled again, hitting the ring floor in anger. (Don't be a weakling Lumière!)

Master Ekon whispered harshly into my ears. I closed my eyes.

“You’re the light to end darkness. And I need you to exercise the power in you! Use it on him!” He pointed to my opponent.

Three Months ago, I was a normal girl, attending college and studying to achieve my dream of becoming a Medical Doctor. I am Lumière Bisset, a witch but I've never considered myself as one because I have never paid much attention to my powers or maybe I concealed them just to fill like a Human. I doubt. I was raised by my mom, she never allowed me use magic at home and she warned me against telling any human that I was a Witch.

My mom wanted me to live a normal live but she didn't explain the "Mystery" behind my superpowers or me being a Powerful Witch. Although I didn't know I was a Powerful Witch or a Light until three months ago when two secret societies approached me and asked me for favours.

The first secret society was "The League Of Heroes" a group of Seven comprising of 3 women and 4 Men. The leader claimed that my father belonged to the League before his death.

My father? Unbelievable! Mom never mentioned it to me that dad belonged to a "SuperHero Crew!” They disclosed their purpose for finding me.

"Nous avons besoin de votre aide"The leader named Thibault Said in French. (We need your help)

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