Surprise Twins for the Hockey Prince

Author: Culprit

Chapter 1

Word Count: 521 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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y best

embling. I pressed my ear closer to t

the rush? That fool Eliana is probably out there playing

d. The vibration of the door

ockery. "She really is a fool. The Sloans are bankrupt,

The image of my mother collapsing at my

of which, did you like last night's arrangement? Wasn't that guy something

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der the skin, a faint, tender mark from last nig

romised me a bachelorette surprise

range room, a man whose face I couldn't see, a body

choking back a sob. Humil

"Seriously, are you sure her father's death was handl

ike a thunderclap. All the bloo

took care of everything. No one will ever find

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mily's business. The monster th

ch churned violently. I spun around

retched, but nothing came up. O

end of the hall. A pale, shattered woman

me. They were connecte

g into my palms. The pain was t

this go. I abso

ged breath, I forc

down my rumpled gown. I coul

y fingers shaking, but I

bathroom door

bs. I instinctively ducked into

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Culprit Romance

“At my luxurious bridal shower, I thought I was the luckiest woman alive. But when I stepped away for some air, I overheard my fiancé and my best friend intimately discussing their affair. They were plotting to murder me. "Once the wedding is over, everything that belonged to the Sloans will be ours. Just tolerate the naive little fool for a little longer." They even admitted they had arranged the fatal car crash that killed my parents to bankrupt my family's company. When I furiously confronted them, my best friend shoved me hard against a heavy oak desk. Bleeding and losing consciousness, I heard my fiancé panic, but my best friend was terrifyingly calm. "This just saves us the trouble of arranging an accident. We have to get rid of the body." They tied me up, dragged me onto a private yacht, and hurled me alive into the freezing Atlantic Ocean. Sinking into the suffocating black water, my heart was consumed by an icy hatred. I had given them my entire heart, yet they murdered my parents, stole my legacy, and threw me away like trash. But I didn't die. Five years later, I returned to New York with my twins and a new identity. Looking at the terrified faces of my ex-fiancé and former best friend in the parking garage, I smiled coldly. "I'm here to take back what's mine."”