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His Miracle, Her Madness

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 554    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

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ea salt. I was Elara, the girl from the Appalachian mountains, the last resort for a desperate old man, Julian' s gr

n, and the Thorne name and fortune wou

gre

broken body. It was a draining, dangerous process, a secret act that left me weaker each dawn. But I fell i

strong. He stood, he walked, and the media cel

ways the "hillbilly" cure, a strange an

them, laid in the ancient way of my people. They were not flesh and blood yet, but thr

ared, a nest of soft linens and mountain herbs that smelled li

st. She was beautiful, a perfect porcelain doll of New England s

she said, her voice drip

aid, my voice sharper than I i

yes welled with tears instantly. "I was just c

eaving the scent of her

laughing with his friends on the veranda, his vo

you say to

to handle the eggs. Th

our mountain magic. Cassidy is a guest in this house

en, Julian," I whisp

missal. "My grandfather may have bought into your family's fairy tales, but I have a repu

tride perfect, each step a testa

the life he was a

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His Miracle, Her Madness
“I was Elara, a woman from the Appalachian mountains, dubbed 'the hillbilly cure.' I was brought to save Julian Thorne, a paralyzed heir. I poured my life force into him, healing his broken body, and against all odds, I fell deeply in love. We even had three unique children-precious, living eggs, humming with a power few understood. But once healed, Julian scorned me, seeing only a primitive necessity, not a wife. Fueled by his jealous stepsister, Cassidy, he orchestrated a cruel spectacle at a gala celebrating his 'miracle.' He forced me into a sadistic egg hunt: identify my children among a hundred fakes, knowing for every wrong guess, one would be brutally smashed. Under the blinding lights, my heart shattered. The first wrong guess ended with a sickening crunch. The second egg, sickeningly, was whisked away to be an 'exotic omelet'-its psychic death tore through me, leaving me writhing in agony. When Cassidy moved to burn my last child, I chose a different path. My only option was self-destruction. I publicly confessed to being a con artist, claiming I never loved Julian, only his immense fortune. My heart broke as I collapsed, sacrificing my name to save my daughter. Why would anyone unleash such cruelty on the woman who saved them? How could this monster revel in my pain? Yet, as I lay dying, my magnificent daughter hatched, unleashing her powerful Thunderbird blood. A psychic torrent forced Julian to relive every ounce of my selfless love, his healing, and the horrific, soul-shredding deaths of our other two children. His mind shattered into maddening despair. My mountain family arrived, reclaiming me from this hell. We faked my death, leaving him haunted by his cruelty, while I found true freedom and peace back home.”
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