Yan Shui
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Yan Shui's Books and Stories
Thirteen Years Of His Lies
Modern For thirteen years, I waited for my fiancé, Brandon. Our marriage was blocked ninety-nine times by his family's board, or so he told me. Each time, he'd accept a public corporate penalty, playing the martyr for our love.
But on the day of the 100th vote, I overheard the truth. The board had approved our marriage every single time. He was the one sabotaging it, fabricating issues to appease his manipulative adopted sister, Kendal.
That night, at a "surprise party," he kissed her with a passion he hadn't shown me in years. When I later confronted him about her lies, he shoved me. I fell, my head splitting open on the coffee table.
As I lay bleeding on the floor, he didn't help me. He stood over me, protecting his crying sister.
"Apologize to Kendal, Averi."
That's when I finally saw him for the weak man he was. I wiped the blood from my face, walked out of the life we built, and accepted the marriage proposal from his biggest rival. The Obsessive Husband's Golden Prison
Modern After three years as his secret, I finally got the fairytale wedding I'd always dreamed of. My husband, Addison Parker, was finally free from his family's control, and he chose me.
Carrying his twin babies, I flew across the country to surprise him on a business trip, only to overhear him talking to his best friend.
"She's too sweet," he said, his voice casual. "Like chewing gum that's lost its flavor."
His words shattered my world. The man who knelt at my feet, tears in his eyes, promising me forever, saw me as nothing more than a bland convenience.
The betrayal was so absolute, so cruel, that I walked into a hospital the next day and terminated the pregnancy.
When he found out, his love twisted into a dark obsession. He locked me in our penthouse, a prisoner in a gilded cage.
"I could give you something," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying light. "Something to make you forget. To make you happy again."
He planned to drug me, to erase my memories and my pain, turning me into his perfect, smiling doll forever. But he underestimated me. I had a plan of my own. The Wife They Tried to Erase: A Cold Comeback
Billionaires The sterile office felt colder than usual as Commander Davis slid a folder across the table, marking a point of no return. "Ava Mitchell, this is your last chance to back out." My once-vibrant life was about to become a calculated disappearance, replaced by the clandestine world of Agent Nightingale. I was ready to vanish.
Or so I thought. Six years of playing the devoted wife to Ben Carter, a tech CEO, had hollowed me out. His "savior," Leah Thompson, his childhood sweetheart, had wormed her way into our home, and my son, Leo, idolized her as "Auntie Leah," making me feel like a prop in my own life.
The breaking point arrived on a rock-climbing trip. Ben's dismissive tone, Leah's triumphant smirk, and Leo's words, "Mommy, please? Auntie Leah isn' t afraid," shattered any remaining hope. In that moment, I knew I had to escape this gilded cage.
I walked away from the mountain, leaving behind the screaming, the accusations, and the life that was no longer mine.
Back home, I systematically erased Ava Mitchell: my lawyer drew up divorce papers, I liquidated my assets, shredded photo albums, and even gave up my parental rights to Leo, blocking a tearful Ben and my son' s heartbroken cries. The pain was physical, but it hardened into an unbreakable resolve.
Then came the messages, the perfect family photos of Ben, Leo, and Leah at the school play, Leah wearing my anniversary necklace. My old life was being replaced, piece by piece, before Ava Mitchell was even officially "dead."
The final blow came from an "Eternity Locket" that revealed Ben and Leah's relationship wasn't gratitude, but a long-con, a conspiracy to "get rid of me" that predated our marriage. The hurt, the sadness, the grief of a failing marriage burned away, replaced by an ice-cold, razor-sharp rage.
They wanted to get rid of Ava Mitchell? Agent Nightingale would make sure they regretted it. My Fiancee's Lie: A Conspiracy Unraveled
Modern My name is Ethan Hughes. I was a decorated Army Ranger, but PTSD brought me back to civilian life, seeking quiet stability with my brilliant fiancée, Sabrina, and my childhood best friend, Anthony.
One night, the medication for my PTSD hit harder than usual, a thick fog pulling me under. Then, a sharp, chemical scent - gas. Through the haze, I saw Sabrina, methodical, setting up the apartment. And Anthony, watching her from the doorway.
"Is it done?" he asked, his voice low. "I've planted the data trail," Sabrina replied, grabbing my laptop. "It'll look like he downloaded the files and then, overcome with guilt, decided to end it. A tragic story of a damaged veteran."
My mind screamed. They were framing me for treason. My fiancée. My best friend. As the gas thickened, Anthony' s cold eyes met mine, devoid of friendship. "He'll be the perfect scapegoat, Sabrina. No one questions the actions of a man with PTSD."
Rage burned, but my body was useless. I was trapped, listening to them discuss my staged suicide, my betrayal. My father, the real hero, would have saved Sabrina's. But here I was, drowning in their lies.
Then, black. I woke, paralyzed, a machine beeping. Overhearing Sabrina confirm I was in a medically induced coma, the narrative set: "Troubled veteran... committed treason." They had even altered security footage. Buried alive. What kind of nightmare was this? And who could possibly believe me, trapped in a dead body, with no voice? Code of Betrayal: Her Sweetest Retribution
Romance As a scholarship recipient from the Harrison family, MIT grad Ava Chen built her career in their tech company, Harrison Innovations.
Her groundbreaking AI project was poised to save their struggling empire, and tonight, at the Innovation Summit, she expected to be named CTO and celebrate her triumph.
Instead, on stage, her husband, Ethan Harrison, embraced a visibly pregnant Brittany Miller, declaring her his partner and "the future of the Harrison family."
My world shattered as Ethan, his face cold, publicly shamed my "career focus" over family, implying my infertility, while Brittany, his mistress, feigned sweetness.
The board, including Ethan' s parents, dismissed my dire warnings about fiscal collapse, then allowed my mother-in-law to slap me, screaming, "You barren wrench! You deceived us!"
Brittany, a bitter junior I barely remembered, then piled on lies, claiming I stole her AI and seduced professors just to get ahead.
Ethan smashed my phone, destroyed my life's research, and forced me to sign papers, all while Brittany ground her heel into my hand.
My career, my marriage, my reputation – all publicly executed.
How could my entire life, built on dedication and gratitude, be so brutally annihilated by such cruel lies and baseless accusations?
The injustice of it all, the sheer malice, left me frozen in disbelieving agony, consumed by an unbearable humiliation.
As I lay broken, my shattered phone, miraculously, began to ring.
It was Marcus Thorne, CEO of Thorne Dynamics, and his call was about to expose the Harrisons' true desperation and offer me an unlikely lifeline. No More Stolen Hearts
Romance Chloe did it again.
Another boyfriend stolen, another round of humiliation in our family chat led by Aunt Linda' s fake sympathy.
My own mother just sighed and told me to "try harder next time."
This was the pattern, my glamorous cousin Chloe, making sport of my relationships, taking whatever, or whoever, was mine.
But this time, as news of her latest conquest spread, a cold certainty settled within me.
This time, it wouldn' t be another defeat.
This time, I was ready.
The object of her latest desire was Ethan, my new boyfriend, whose existence I' d deliberately kept quiet until now.
He was everything she craved: charismatic, successful, irresistible.
I "accidentally" let slip details about him to my mother, then watched, anticipating, as the news inevitably reached Chloe.
Her audaciously casual message arrived soon after: "Heard you have a new toy, cous. Mind if I check him out for you?"
My stomach twisted, but not with dread – with grim, calculating satisfaction.
Years of quiet resentment, fueled by her casual cruelty and relentless need to diminish me, had finally solidified into a singular, unwavering purpose.
She thought she was still playing her same old game, but she had no idea the depth of the trap she was about to step into.
Ethan, with a hidden, dangerous secret I' d discovered months ago, wasn't just another man for Chloe to steal.
He was the linchpin of my meticulously crafted revenge.
This cycle of humiliation was about to end, but not the way Chloe expected. You might like
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With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap.
Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell.
On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered.
When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling." The Humble Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon
Flory Corkery For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted.
Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke.
Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph.
Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!"
With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off."
A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!" The Queen Returns: Pampered By Her Three Powerhouse Brothers
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Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced.
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To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers.
When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance.
Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?"
Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."