"And who are you? What do you actually know about us? Did you come because you saw I was alone, because you know you are way stronger than I am? Did you come to have your way with me, because that's what I have to face in the hands of men? First it was that fat, smelly, and unkept idiot at the grocery store, then Mr. Ken, and now you!" I roared in anger. I was struggling to catch my breath and talk slowly. "Oh, so this is why you were getting all worked up. Sorry, sweetie, but I'm not even a bit interested in your body. You don't know who I am, do you?. Well, let me introduce myself. I am Damion Volk." He said it like I was supposed to know who he was. I just stared at him in total confusion. "You don't know me." He said and let out a little laugh before running his hands through his hair.He looked up to the sky as his pair of grey eyes reflected the moon. Piercing grey eyes that seem to bore into those he meets, a chiselled face with sharp angles, and a small, sly smile that hints at a mischievous sense of humour. His dark grey hair styled perfectly, framing his face with a sense of sophistication and control. His features are refined, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline that speaks to his confidence and determination. But it's his eyes that truly reveal his nature-cold, calculating, and always seeming to size others up, even as they sparkle with a playful glint that suggests he's up to something. His gaze is hypnotic, drawing others in even as they sense the danger lurking beneath the surface.
As I raced down the hallway towards Kya's ward, panic gripped me, making it feel like my soul was slipping away. I had been nearly finished with my shift at Mrs. Candra's shop when I got an urgent call from Kya's doctor.
"Miss, I'm sorry, but you can't go in right now; the doctor is with her," a nurse informed me, blocking my path.
"Please, tell me she's going to be okay," I pleaded, clutching her arm.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say for sure. We need to wait for the doctor. You know Kya needs a heart transplant as soon as possible. She's been suffering for too long," the nurse said before walking away, leaving me standing there, shattered. How could life be so cruel? Kya was only four, the last bit of family I had left after our parents' tragic accident two years ago.
I quickly wiped away my tears as the doctor emerged from the ward. Rushing to him, I clung to a sliver of hope.
"Doctor, how is she?" I asked, desperation lacing my voice.
"Please follow me to my office, Miss Caddle," he replied, leading the way. Inside his office, the air felt heavy with unspoken words.
"Kya needs the surgery urgently. Without it, her condition will only worsen," he stated bluntly.
"Sir, you know I want nothing more than to see Kya healthy, but I don't have the money for a heart transplant. I can barely manage our current bills," I explained, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Miss Caddle, but medication alone won't save her. She needs specialized care. I recommend transferring her to a hospital that can provide the necessary treatment," he said, handing me a slip of paper.
"No, please, don't give up on us," I begged, dropping to my knees. "Give me another month to find the money."
"I've explained before that I don't have the resources for a heart transplant or a cardiologist. My facility is too small. I only agreed to treat Kya because of my general medical knowledge, but she needs specialists now. Keeping her here longer might endanger her life. Please, take her to the hospital on this list," he urged gently before leaving me alone with my despair.
Tears streamed down my face as I knelt there, overwhelmed by helplessness. First, my parents, then Kya's, who had taken me in from the orphanage, and now Kya herself-I was losing everyone I loved. But I couldn't afford to break down. Kya needed me to be strong.
I composed myself and returned to her room. She looked so small and frail, her pale face barely visible against the hospital sheets. She opened her eyes as I approached, forcing a smile to mask my fear.
"Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" I asked softly.
"Clara?" she murmured, removing her oxygen mask and struggling to sit up.
"Hey, take it easy," I said, rushing to support her. I propped her up with a pillow, trying to make her comfortable.
"Where have you been all day?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper, tinged with hurt.
"Did you miss me?" I teased gently, but her frown spoke volumes-she was upset that I hadn't been there.
"I want to go home; I don't like it here. It hurts, Clara," she confessed, her words piercing my heart. I choked back a sob, knowing I couldn't grant her wish.
"You need to stay here to get better," I explained, my voice thick with emotion.
"No, I want to go home," she insisted, tears welling in her eyes. I quickly replaced her oxygen mask, trying to hide my own tears.
"Why don't you rest and talk through your mask? I promise we'll go home as soon as you're well," I assured her, stroking her hair.
"Okay," she mumbled, her resolve crumbling.
"That's my girl," I said, kissing her forehead. "Are you hungry?"
"Not really. I don't feel like eating much," she admitted.
"What would you like? I'll get it for you," I offered.
"Ice cream, vanilla flavor," she replied, brightening a little.
"Kya, you know you can only have sorbet, frozen yogurt, or gelato," I reminded her gently.
"Fine, frozen yogurt then," she conceded.
"I'll be right back," I promised, heading to the nearby ice cream parlor. As I left the hospital, my phone buzzed. It was my boss from the grocery store.
"Clara! Where are you? You were supposed to work tonight!" he yelled, nearly deafening me.
"Sir, I informed you that I couldn't work overnight. My sister is very ill, and she needs me," I explained, struggling to stay calm.
"Did I give you permission to leave? You're supposed to be here!" he barked before hanging up. I sighed, frustration mounting. I bought the frozen yogurt and returned to the hospital, fearing I'd be fired.
Back at Kya's ward, I found her waiting eagerly. Her face lit up when I handed her the cup.
"Thank you, Clara," she said, smiling.
"How about we wash your hair tomorrow?" I suggested, trying to keep her spirits up.
"Are we going somewhere?" she asked, hopeful.
"I'll take you wherever you want, as long as the doctor approves," I said, brushing her hair lovingly. I had promised our parents I'd take care of her, but I felt like I was failing.
After reading her a story, she fell asleep. I kissed her forehead and quietly slipped out, asking a nurse to keep an eye on her. I handed the nurse some money, grateful for her understanding.
As I left for Mrs. Morgan's house, a sense of dread settled over me. Life had been relentlessly cruel, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I was cursed.
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**Damion's POV**
I couldn't believe she did that. She's really pushing my patience. I just need to get one more woman to sign this damn contract, and I'll be free from her control over my life.
"Off to your hunt?" Kenzo's voice pulled me from my thoughts.
"Want to tag along?" I asked, half-joking.
"Nah, that's between you and that invisible goddess you keep talking about. By the way, is she beautiful?" Kenzo teased.
I turned to face him, catching his teasing smile even in the dim light. I smirked, amused by his audacity. If only the goddess could hear one of her own questioning her beauty with such casual lust.
"I wouldn't ask that if I were you," I warned, changing out of my suit. Businessman by day, soul recruiter by night-a twisted duality she had thrust upon me, but tonight would be the end of it.
"Why not?" Kenzo persisted, his tone still lighthearted.
"You don't want to see the goddess angry," I said, buttoning my shirt and grabbing a jacket.
"You can stay, Buddy. I think I can handle this one alone," I said to the large black wolf beside Kenzo.
"Bye, Damion. Have fun. And for the record, I'm not afraid of any goddess-well, except the moon goddess, because she's-"
"Shut up, Kenzo," I interrupted, rolling my eyes as I left the room. Let's get this over with.
Lilly was eleven when her parents was murdered, that night was supposed to be her birthday but something unexpected happened. Lilly never understood what happened, all she knew was that she must keep the key safe. Her mother handed her the key and made her swear to keep it safe. Lilly's brother Michael managed to escape with Lilly that night but he knew that they couldn't stay together much longer. After all their father got betrayed by his best friend. Michael tried to keep Lilly safe but at the end they both got separated. Lilly knew she had to keep her self safe because lots of people have sacrifice themselves just so she could be safe. But while trying to do so she jumped off the cliff and found herself at the other side of the country. There she started a new life, but it wasn't what really thought it could be. She thought Michael will come for her like he promised, but he never came. Eleven years past Lilly was still hoping that Michael will come but he never did. When an opportunity showed itself at her door she didn't hesitate to take it. She had to marry the famous lawyer, Eric Sarton just so she could find the people who killed her parents. Little did she know that her whole life were about to change.
She looked so young, what was she doing inside the cave of the curse? She was just a child , how was she able to pass the spell placed at the door? She walked up to me, raising her small tiny hand to touch me. I back away immediately glaring at her thinking that it will scare her away. "It's okay, you don't have to be scared. Am not going to hurt you. My name is Elena and I am six years old, what's your name?" She asked, smiling at me. Why would the moon goddess let a six year old Inside a beast cave? Is she trying to test me? "You don't have a name? Then I will call you Snow since you look so white and beautiful as the snow" she said, reaching out to touch me again. Then something caught my attention, she was wearing the moon necklace, the only thing that consists of the power that can let me out of here. I tried moving close to her but the chain around my neck was preventing me. I started drawing back and she followed me in, she was just one step away from me. Is time for me to get away from this pit of hell. Once she was closer to me I pounced on her. Her scream filled the cave, but all I wanted was my freedom, my revenge. Am going to destroy the world, I will burn it down.
"But why won't you kiss me back, wait don't tell me I didn't meet the standard of the girls you kiss and make out with" "Brianna your hand is bleeding come let's stop it and cover up that wound" there is no way am having this conversation with her. "I don't want to cover wounds, I want you to answer my question?" "Brianna please drop it you are playing with fire"
Bella was haunted by her nightmares, but those nightmares are all bloody. She just wanted to live normal like everyone else but first she must get her revenge
"Amber stay away from me, or I may hurt you" "No you won't hurt me, i trust you" "Am not who you think I am" he said "I know who exactly you are, never push me away cause you are stuck with me, forever"
I am Mia, the dark PRINCESS. I was the beginning and I am also the ending. I am the light that brights the dark path..........
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
Julia and Evan were the perfect couple-or so she thought. But everything changed when Evan abruptly ended their relationship, leaving her heartbroken and unable to tell him she was carrying his child. Years later, Julia has built a life for herself and her son, Andy, while Evan has risen to unimaginable wealth and success. Their paths cross again at a chance meeting, but Julia soon discovers Evan has moved on with someone else. Julia is done with the pain. She's fought battles alone, raising a son who deserves the truth about his father, even if Evan doesn't deserve her forgiveness. When Julia told Evan years ago she had something to say, he didn't listen. Now, it's time for him to listen. But is it too late to reclaim what he lost? "We should break up," he'd said, the words cutting through her like glass. The pregnancy test in her pocket stayed hidden, just like the child they would never share. Now, it's Evan's turn to hear the truth-and to face his deepest regret.
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”