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Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 722    |    Released on: Today at 17:13

rning lights spun wildly before the heavy me

muscles go slack, slumping against the restraints, mimick

o the room. A cruel, mock

rimmed uniform of the Academy. His jaw was tight, his hands clenched into

a sharp laugh and jabbed his index finger direct

e Aislinn's body violently flinch.

e punched a code i

ymer straps

ing floor hard. The impact jarred her bones and ripped her fresh sutures wide open. Hot

way. He looked down at her

shness, Aislinn," Brennon said.

the man who had claimed to love her in her past life. Her chest tightened

her blood-slicked palms flat on the floor and p

d the collar of her gown and hauled her halfway off

liva hitting her cheek. "Gayla is in the

dragged uselessly behind her. Her knees scraped against the m

s clenched, staring straight ahead, convinc

the lab and into the Acad

e students lined the walls, their eyes

ont row pinched her nos

loudly. "A genetic thief who does

rminal, the blue recording light blinking as

Her dead eyes tracked over their faces.

intersection. He shoved Aislinn forward, tossing he

a wet cough from her lungs. She spat a m

ed his hands and read from his term

ejection, which placed student Gayla in critical d

ious boos echoed off the high cei

curtain of her hair, the corners of her mo

rrifying speed. Her pulse roared in her ears. The energy con

her hands and knees. She tilted her

whispered, her voice raspy and wet wit

sensing lights began to violently flicker

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Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns
Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Queen Returns
“I woke up strapped to a freezing operating table, a gaping hole crudely sutured over my heart. Joi Rocha, my supposed guardian, stood nearby holding a glowing vial that contained my freshly extracted Phoenix gene sequence. "Don't blame me, sweetheart. Gayla's body is just too weak. She needs this sequence more than you do." In my past life, I endured years of illegal biological harvests for this family. My fiancé Brennon watched with cold eyes as they ripped the gene from my chest, while the elite academy students filmed and mocked my bleeding, broken body. They stripped me of my status, drained every drop of my worth, and left me to die in a freezing tomb just so their precious fake daughter could thrive. Until my dying breath, I didn't understand. I had given them my absolute loyalty, so why was I treated like disposable medical waste? Why did my life mean absolutely nothing to them? But opening my eyes again, I realized I had returned to the exact day they stole my core. This time, I didn't cry or beg. I stared dead into Joi's eyes and smiled. I detonated the residual energy in my chest to incinerate Gayla's stolen sequence, faked my own flatline, and injected myself with a hidden dark matter drive to completely rewrite my DNA. If they wanted to play God with my life, I was going to burn their entire world to ash.”