Surprise Twins for the Hockey Prince

Chapter 3

Word Count: 528 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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g dragged, the cold tile

sher's frantic whisper. "What do w

ency. "No, Asher. She fell. It was an accident! But no one w

I'm not dead, but my eyelids were le

oaxed him. "Think about our future

fted. The familiar scent of Asher's cologne, now nauseat

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ar of a yacht's engine filled my ears

er. I saw the dim lights of the deck

my hands and feet bound with

r face held no trace of panic now

he said in a voice only I could hear, s

ords from my t

bout you. Your fake kindness, the way everyone always flocked to you.

"The great Miss Sloan? Starting today, everything y

ght. "The man... you

sher untouched, could I? I found the best. A night to rem

I couldn't believe he

gertip across my face with contempt. "Forget it. I left h

rds were a poisoned dagger, sh

trolled to the edge of the boat and wav

d me by the arms. I tried to struggle, but m

er of the Atlantic waited, an

e wind, a final judgment. "

nd, my body f

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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."”