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"Vengeance is for the Lord, but guess who was made in the image and likeness of God...me!" Said angry Clay as she angrily drove out of the police station.
"Vengeance is for the Lord, but guess who was made in the image and likeness of God...me!" Said angry Clay as she angrily drove out of the police station.
Vengeance is for the Lord, but guess who was made in the image and likeness of God... me!
I don't say that to be cocky. It's simply the truth. If the Lord reserves the right to mete out justice, to weigh hearts and cut down the wicked, and if I am crafted in His likeness-well, it only makes sense that some of those tendencies might just trickle down.
It started on a Wednesday.
Rain battered the sidewalks like fists pounding on a locked door. I hunched my shoulders against it, coat drawn tight, mind spinning. The call had come an hour earlier: my sister was dead. My only sister.
Not a car accident.
Not an illness.
Murder.
The word lodged in my chest like a splinter. No matter how many times I coughed or swallowed, it stayed there, prickling, itching,burning.
At the station, the detective-Rama, badge shining too cleanly-gave me the look. You know the one: a downward slant of the mouth, a soft, practiced sorrow in the eyes. A sympathy manufactured for daily use.
"We're doing everything we can, Ms. Clay," he said.
Sure you are, I thought out loudly.
But "everything" wasn't enough. Plus, when was the last time a citizen of Koala was served justice?
Murder cases here and there. It's okay, Mr. Rama and his counterparts are doing "everything" they can.
Her name was Macreen.
She had been a sunshine wrapped in denim and leather, a soft laugh in a hard city. And someone had taken her from me, from us, and now the system was busy running its slow, clumsy fingers through the details, through her life.
Her mother, my mum, was fighting for her life in the beeping machines of the hospital. "Not my Macreen," she faintly murmured before collapsing on her desk when the ugly news got to her.
My dad, the only hero we knew growing up had been dead for seven months now.
Cause of death,excessive bleeding from a stab in the neck.
Who stabbed him? The police are still doing "everything" they can to bring the perpetrator to book.
"Hey, I saw your profile. You seem... real." Nia stared at the screen, her thumb hovering over the reply button. She'd read his message three times already. In a sea of tired pickup lines and copy-pasted introductions, this one stood out. Not because it was clever. Because it wasn't.
"See how many women wish they could have a few moments with me yet you are here acting all mighty and pretty. I can effortlessly bag any woman I want. My female friends and colleagues, including young and very beautiful college girls throw themselves at me just so that I could look their directions. Get over yourself and follow me to the room," he said as he stepped out of the car.
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...
At their wedding night, Kayla caught her brand-new husband cheating. Reeling and half-drunk, she staggered into the wrong suite and collapsed into a stranger's arms. Sunrise brought a pounding head-and the discovery she was pregnant. The father? A supremely powerful tycoon who happened to be her husband's ruthless uncle. Panicked, she tried to run, but he barred the door with a faint, dangerous smile. When the cheating ex begged, Kayla lifted her chin and declared, "Want a second chance at us? Ask your uncle." The tycoon pulled her close. "She's my wife now." The ex gasped, "What!?"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
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