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Beat of Lies

Beat of Lies

Who is he? Why is he walking in my direction? I sighed as he pulled me towards him. My head hit his hard chest. My heart pounded even more as I inhaled and recognized his fragrant smell. Tears welled up in my eyes. My knees weakened that's why I clung to the t-shirt he was wearing. "T-tj?" I whispered between us. I stilled when he buried his face on my neck. He sniffed my neck up to my ear. I became even weaker and clung to his clothes tightly when he repeatedly doing that. His arms quickly wrapped around my waist and pulled me even closer to him. "Why? Why are you laughing with that boy? Why did you let yourself fantasizing him? What makes you fantasizing him? Why? Do you like him?" I stunned. _____________ What would you do, when you are suddenly trapped somewhere or We should say in a hospital? In a hospital that is not ordinary, but in a hospital where many secrets hidden. A BLOOD, In a family say's blood to blood, you are a family or by blood its say's, you are connected to each other. BUT in this story what is the connection of this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital? Are they connected to one another? How about the secret? In this 15 person, one of them know the secret, one of them is the pretender, one of them is the liar, one of them is the key, one of them are the dragger- dragger that brought them in that situation. AND WAIT!!!!! WHAT IF? What if the intruder is one of them?- In this 15 person, find out! But the BIG QUESTION is... Is he a boy? Or Is she a girl? Are you ready to face your fear? Meet this 15 people who are trapped in the hospital and try to find out who is the intruder.
Mine - Mine Her Hazel Eyes Under My Possession

Mine - Mine Her Hazel Eyes Under My Possession

I hate keeping her underground in the cell. I love her so much. I gave her everything. HOW DARE SHE LEAVE ME? she is my wife. My other half. I know she is afraid but i love killing. I love the sight when my enemy's body drain out of blood. and did everything to keep all this away from her, hidden. she is too kind to understand this. Yet, she saw me killing my own "so called brother". she didn't even gave me a chance to explain myself. She is still unconscious. I found her and brought her here. GOD, I missed her, i missed her soft skin, her hazel eyes, her long brown hairs, her smile. But she left me. "wake up." i shouted pouring water on her. she opened her eyes. she is observing where she is. Cell is dark and damp, she can't see me. "I missed you, My love." I stepped towards her. Her eyes widened in shock. She can't move. her hands are tied above her head and legs secured in chains. I pulled her cheeks and made my way down. she still don't know that she is naked. I noticed my marks are gone. I marked her everyday leaving red marks on her skin. But now, she doesn't have one. This makes me angry. she frowned. "what shall I do with you?" I said picking up the whip from the ground. Tears roll down her eyes after looking at the glass pieces on the end of whip. it is meant to cut the skin. "P-p-please" she said shivering. "Don't worry, I will go gentle on you." i said pinching her nipple. "afterall, I still have to mark you." i completed. "No" she whispered. horrors visible in her eyes. "Don't do this please, I will tell you everything. Give me a chance. please " she said struggling hard to break free. I smiled. "You need to learn my love. For your own good. Just few days, let me purify you, let me mark you." I said chuckling. I hate to see her this horrified. I need to teach her. "MINE"
The Neglected Wife's Triumph

The Neglected Wife's Triumph

For a year, chef Amelia Hayes lived a secret life, hidden from the world as the wife of Charleston old money heir, Ethan Vance. Her dreams were on hold, her identity masked, all for the "right time" Ethan promised would come. But their clandestine world shattered when Ethan' s manipulative stepmother, Cassie Thorne, discovered their marriage. Cassie issued a cruel ultimatum: Amelia had twelve months to make Ethan publicly claim her, or she would sign divorce papers and disappear forever. What followed was a relentless campaign of psychological and physical torment. Ethan, shockingly, enabled Cassie, prioritizing her every whim over Amelia' s well-being. Amelia was publicly humiliated, framed, fired from work she loved, and brutally beaten. The ultimate betrayal came when Ethan, shielding Cassie from a perceived threat, accidentally shattered Amelia's wrist, yet remained utterly blind to her pain, his concern solely for Cassie. Lying there, broken and abandoned, Amelia grappled with the stinging injustice. How could the man she loved so deeply, the one she sacrificed everything for, be so callous, so utterly blind to her suffering? How could she escape this nightmare of betrayal and despair? In that moment of profound agony, her hope, her love, died. A new resolve ignited: she would not just survive, she would break free. This was no longer a fight for Ethan, but a fierce battle for her own self-liberation. She chose to reclaim her life, no matter the cost.
From Invisible Wife to Unattainable Woman

From Invisible Wife to Unattainable Woman

For a decade, I lived a shadow life as Ava Miller, executive assistant and secret wife to tech CEO Ethan Cole. My days were for him, my nights for suppressed art dreams harbored in secret. I was his indispensable, yet invisible, fixture—a doormat, friends called me—all for a forgotten childhood kindness. But my carefully constructed world shattered when his public girlfriend, Tiffany, brazenly presented my most private keepsakes—my treasured journals, secret sketches, and beloved wooden box—on Ethan's desk. Instead of defending me, Ethan laughed. "Pathetic," he sneered, then fed every piece, every memory, into his industrial shredder. The whirring sound didn't just chew paper and wood; it devoured my soul. I stood frozen, watching my life become confetti. That single act of cruel indifference, the 99th and final blow, ripped away the blind devotion I'd held for a lifetime. How could the boy who once protected me as a child become this monster who so carelessly destroyed my most sacred memories? The agonizing pain of feeling utterly worthless was a sudden, chilling clarity. As the shredded fragments fluttered, a singular, cold resolve settled in me. The debt was paid, the sacrifice complete. My resignation was filed, my lawyer called for immediate divorce, and a one-way ticket for my dream fellowship booked. He thought he annihilated me. He only set me free. But what happens when the man who destroyed your life finally learns the devastating truth about who you really are, and the profound, life-saving secret you've held for decades?
Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Heiress

Rising From Ashes: The Betrayed Heiress

Dorene survived a terrifying night with a bleeding, dangerous intruder in her hotel penthouse, only to receive a far more devastating blow the next morning. A black and gold envelope arrived. It was an engagement invitation. Her boyfriend of seven years, Kadyn, was marrying her sweet, innocent best friend, Dolly. Refusing to hide, Dorene crashed the gala in a blood-red gown. But Dolly was ready. Grabbing Dorene's wrists, Dolly purposely threw herself backward into a tower of champagne glasses, shrieking about her stomach and her unborn baby. "If anything happens to Dolly or my child, I swear to God, I will destroy you!" Kadyn roared, holding the weeping Dolly in the broken glass. He didn't ask a single question. He branded Dorene a jealous monster. To completely break her dignity, he publicly handed her over to the city's most notorious, sleazy playboy just to appease Dolly's fake tears. "Give him a shot," Kadyn told her coldly. Seven years of love were ground into the marble floor. She was framed, publicly humiliated, and discarded like trash by the two people she trusted most. Dorene didn't shed a single tear. She gave them a smile of pure, freezing mockery and walked out of the gilded cage into the freezing Manhattan night. She didn't know that as she left, the lethal, blood-stained man from her penthouse was watching from the shadows, ready to help her burn their world to the ground.