Chapter: Chapter 28Third Person's Point of View>Genevieve's Ward—""I SAID LEAVE!" he screamed. "I don't want to see you and your husband here."Mrs. Fabio's eyes watered, but she tried her hardest to hold back her tears. Just when they were about to leave, the door burst open and Mrs. Prudent, Genevieve's mother, rus
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Chapter: Chapter 27Third Person’s Point of ViewEnzo's eyes widened when Genevieve slumped down before him. He reached for the gun in his pocket and shot aimlessly in the shooter's direction.His men surrounded him in an instant, shielding him and firing back, but they were a bit late—the shooter had already shot his leg and arm twice."Keep him alive. I need to know who's behind this!" he ordered his men, then gave his attention back to Genevieve."Babygirl! Babygirl! Can you hear me, babygirl?" he called, shaking her, but she didn't move as her eyes remained tightly shut."Quick, get my wife to the hospital!" he screamed.As if his men wouldn't be fast enough, he scooped Genevieve into his arms and ran toward his car, not minding his wounded arm and leg.> > > > > > > "Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!" Enzo screamed like a madman the moment he arrived at the hospital.Upon seeing him covered in blood, with Genevieve lying limp in his arms, two nurses and a doctor rushed to him with a stretcher."Lay her here,
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Chapter: Chapter 26Genevieve's Point of ViewEnzo cried for a while. I let him cry to his heart’s content, and when he’s had enough, we sat in a moment of silence."Are you okay?" I asked, breaking the silence."Yeah.""You can stop. You don't have to tell me everything," I told him, but he shook his head in disagreement."I have decided to tell you everything about it, and I must tell you."He cleared his throat, then continued his story."It was later found out that a Mafia member was behind the accident. It took a long time, but my father eventually hunted him down and killed him," he said.I tensed instantly. My biological father was also a Mafia member. Could it be the one? Could this be the reason behind the decade-long enmity between our families? No, the time frame isn't right. I couldn't have been a baby when Enzo's sister was a teenager, right?"Although my father got revenge for my sister, I couldn't stop blaming myself. We were attacked because they knew I wasn't strong enough to fight back.
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Chapter: Chapter 25Genevieve's Point of View> Raffaele's Estate > > > > > > The chauffeur stopped in front of an amusement park. I looked out the window of the car with a confused expression, wondering why Enzo made me dress up beautifully for a park date.There was a gentle knock on t
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Chapter: Chapter 23Genevieve's Point of ViewI don't know how long I slept, but it was already dark outside when I woke up. I sat on the bed and stared out the window, admiring the night view.Soon, the door pushed open and Kayla came in."Thank goodness you're awake!" she sighed in relief upon seeing me, which made me frown slightly."What's going on?" I asked.She dabbed some sweat beads from her forehead with the back of her palm. "Your flash husband is what's going on. He's been waiting in the living room for almost two hours. He said he won't leave until he speaks with you."She suddenly paused, then shuddered as if she recalled something scary."He's so scary!" she hissed.I jumped out of bed and ran straight to the living room. Enzo sat on a sofa with a serious expression, his arms crossed over his chest. But he smiled immediately when he saw me. He quickly got up and approached me."Babygirl, you're awake," he said.I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest as I turned away from him. "W
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Chapter: Chapter 172Stella POV*A WEEK LATER*A week later, the silence was overwhelming. The sort of silence that leads you to question whether the universe intends to strike you more. Yet nothing occurred. No Claudia barging in abruptly. No Jimmy’s dad showing up with civility and genuine hostility. No warnings. No monitoring. Absolutely nothing.Just peace.I awoke free of panic my hand resting on my chest. I lay back on Megan’s plush bed and gazed at the white curtains swaying quietly in the breeze. The sunlight was warm. Nearly tender. As if it were making amends for all the hardships the universe had thrown my way.I rose gradually.My phone was set to airplane mode. Disabled. On silent. Left alone.I hadn't talked to Ferguson. I hadn't talked to Jimmy. I hadn't talked to Jonathan. I required time... they had granted it to me.Megan entered the room holding a glass of orange juice as if she ruled the world. Perhaps she actually did. By now I had no doubts, about her abilities.She remarked, "Still
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Chapter: Chapter 171Stella POVThe stairs of the courthouse resembled a war zone.Reporters descended like a swarm of bees microphones thrust forward camera flashes bursting in my direction. Megan gripped my wrist firmly as we attempted to navigate the crowd. Each question hurled at me sent my heartbeat racing.“Stella McCartney what are your thoughts, on the decision?”“Were you aware that Jimmy was going to testify?”“Will you be going back to your commitment, with Ferguson?”That final question caused my stomach to churn. I lowered my head. Drew Megan’s hoodie closer, around my face.“Don’t halt " she murmured. "Keep moving.”We moved ahead. Just as I was about to step forward again a firm grip grasped my upper arm and jerked me off balance.My breath stuck in my throat.I whirled about prepared to strike anyone who had the nerve to seize me amid the turmoil. My whole body suddenly became immobile.Ferguson.His eyes appeared nearly frantic as if he had been looking for me nonstop, for hours. When he
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Chapter: Chapter 170Stella POVThe only things I noticed were the judge, the attorneys, Claudia sitting with her arms crossed like she belonged on a magazine cover than a defendant’s bench and Jimmy’s father sitting rigidly next, to her with a frosty smile that churned my stomach.I took a seat next to Megan my hands still clammy, from giving testimony moments. The statements I made echoed repeatedly in my mind without cease. My personal pictures. The harassment.The strike that burned. The disgrace. The club that struck my skull. The instant when all turned dark. My kidnapping, during childhood. My parents’ cries. My blood ran cold whenever I recalled it.Despite all that proof, including the recordings, documents and testimonies the judge remained unconvinced. He reclined in his chair lifted his glasses and spoke as if he wished the case would vanish."I have heard all the testimonies and examined the evidence " he stated. "Nonetheless, for some allegations the proof provided is still inadequate. Conse
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Chapter: Chapter 169Stella’s POVI never thought a courtroom could feel this cold. Not the temperature kind of cold, but the type that creeps into your bones andsettles there like it owns you.The type that makes you question whether breathing is even worth the effort. I sat in the gallery beside Megan, my hands clenched together so tightly my knuckles were fading from pink to white.She glanced at me every few minutes and squeezed my fingers, as if trying to remind me I was still here, still solid, still Stella McCartney.But for the last hour, as Jimmy’s father and Claudia painted themselves as victims, I felt anything but solid. I felt like a ghost watching people twist my life into something unrecognizable.Claudia’s lawyer had just finished another dramatic speech, portraying her as a troubled girl who “simply reacted poorly to emotional distress.” I almost laughed. Poorly? If hitting someone in the head with a bat was reacting poorly, then what was murder? A slip up?My jaw tightened. Jimmy sat a
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Chapter: Chapter 168Stella POVThe first day I blocked Ferguson, Jimmy, and Jonathan, my phone did not stop vibrating. It felt like the whole world was trying to claw through the screen to reach me. Calls, messages, voicemails, missed video calls. It was endless, suffocating, overwhelming.I shoved the phone under my pillow and refused to touch it.Megan sat beside me on the bed and asked softly, "You are not going to answer any of them?""No," I whispered. "I do not want anyone trying to justify anything. I do not want explanations or apologies or excuses. I need space.""They are probably freaking out," Megan said gently."I am freaking out too," I said. "But no one is calling to check on my panic. They only want to fix the problem they created before it becomes inconvenient for them."Megan exhaled. "Stella, you do not have to talk to anyone until you are ready. Even if that does not happen soon.""Thank you," I murmured.So I stayed silent.---The second day was harder.Because silence, as peaceful
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Chapter: Chapter 167Stella POVI closed the bedroom door firmly. Leaned my back, against it as though my pressure alone could block everything outside. My heart continued pounding. My hands remained trembling. The voice of Ferguson calling my name reverberated through the wood like a spirit to disappear.He gave the handle an attempt.Then again.Then I noticed his breathing, deep and irritated beyond the barrier.He whispered gently "Stella, could you open the door?"I closed my eyes tightly. My throat seemed heavy as if filled with rocks."No " I murmured,. It was audible solely, to myself.He remained there. I sensed it. The manner in which a persons presence occupies the space in silence. He lingered nearby waiting, wishing I would relent.But I could not. Not tonight. Maybe not ever.I remained in that position until his silhouette, beneath the door moved.Then his steps gradually faded into the distance.The instant I realized he was gone I released a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. My legs
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Chapter: An Heartbeat For A Stranger. Ashley's point of view.>The Next Morning“... I'll be there right away, sir”My eyes snapped open when I heard Monique talking to someone on the phone, but they quickly flapped shut when they couldn't handle the bright light in my room. With furrowed brows, I slowly opened my eyes again, until they adjusted to the brightness. “... just five minutes, sir” she said.Five minutes to do what? I couldn't help but wonder.“Yes, sir” she spoke up again.Not wanting to guess what's going on, and also didn't want to be in a suspense, I hopped out of my bed and dashed out of my room barefooted as I headed straight for Monique's room where her voice was coming from. She was just done with her phone call, and was packing up what seemed to be a shawl in her luggage when I entered her room. I don't know if she knew I was there, or maybe she knew, and she's purposely ignoring me because she didn't even look in my direction… After all, our fight last night was pretty intense. Anyway, I cleared m
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Chapter: Friend Or Stranger? Ashley's point of view.>Ashley's Apartment“Wow, I just created a masterpiece!” I heard Ben's excited voice from inside our apartment, immediately I reached the door.Monique scoffed mockingly, “Your masterpiece is nothing but pure poison” she badmouthed.My lips subconsciously curved into a smile because I already know what's going on inside, Ben must have created a new recipe and Monique doesn't think it's safe to eat it.“Poison?” There's a brief pause, and I could imagine he's trying to find the right words to use. “I wouldn't create a new recipe if I wanna poison you, that will be an utmost insult to my talent” he snarled.“You… You… Bastard!” Monique exclaimed.Knowing it's about to go down between them, I took that as my cue to step in, or I will definitely have a lot of cleaning to do after their battle. I quickly grabbed the knob, pushed the door open and stepped in.“Hey, guys, I'm home” I announced my presence, halting their movements. Monique was already lunging at Ben
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Chapter: I Hate Drugs. Third person's point of view.>Ashley's Relaxation Center– he was still leaping a bit, though. But just when he was about jumping through the only window in the room, his body stilled as his ears caught Ashley's conversation with her friend on the phone, then he felt guilty for wanting to leave without thanking her for saving his life. He quickly retreated from the window and sat on the bed. Reaching in the inner pockets of his jacket, he pulled out his mobile phone and dialed a number, then waited impatiently for the receiver to pick up.“Hello?” the receiver finally picked up after a few rings.“Nathan” he called quietly.There was a brief pause. “Boss?” the receiver (now known as Nathan) called in a surprised, and somewhat relieved tone. “Where are you, boss?” he asked.“I'm f
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Chapter: A Confused Mind. Ashley's point of view.>Ashley's Relaxation Center“Where's your wallet?” I nodded at his pants pocket, hoping to find some identification that could lead us to his family or friends. “Maybe we can know who you are if we check your ID” He stared blankly at me for a moment, then sighed and slowly, or perhaps I should say reluctantly, searched his pockets. I felt a glimmer of hope as he searched his pockets. Perhaps we could know who he was if we checked his ID. But as he searched his pockets, his expression grew more despondent.But every glimmer of hope that arose in me, flew out the window the moment he spoke.“I don't have any IDs on me” he said, displaying his empty pockets. My mouth stayed slightly opened, and my brows raised as I gave him a dismayed look. He doesn't even have an ID on him – Oh no, this is bad. “You don't know your name, so, definitely, you don't also know where you used to live. And now you don't have an ID, then how do we contact your family?” He remained
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Chapter: The Unnaturally Beautiful Man. Ashley's point of view.>Ashley Relaxation Center“Jeez, business is too slow today” I grumbled mentally as my eyes glanced at the wall clock right above the entrance door. My café was eerily quiet this morning, with only the soft hum of the air conditioning breaking the silence. The clicking of the clock seemed to echo in the space, annoyingly reminding me of the passing time. My eyes narrowed as some wicked thoughts crossed my mind – could it be the man I saved last night brought bad luck to me? Is he the reason people aren't trooping in like every other day?But I quickly shook those thoughts off and scolded myself for being paranoid. Tiredness from last night kicked in, and I released a yawn, not getting a good sleep last night is telling on me because I'm feeling quite sleepy right now.As I leaned against the counter, my mind wandered back to the injured man and I gasped in worry. I had completely forgotten to check up on him, what if he's up and thinks he's gotten kidnapped?
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Chapter: A Brokenhearted Charlotte. Third person's point of view.>The Anderson Family Mansion– her name was Charlotte Albert.Sitting beside her, was a woman in her early fifties, with gentle eyes and silver-streaked hair, who's trying to console her. This woman is Amelia, her would-be mother-in-law. “Last night was supposed to be our engagement party, Amelia” Charlotte cried. “I was so excited because it was meant to be a very memorable day for us, and he…" she choked on her words as tears endlessly streamed down her porcelain skin. “Yes, I know, Charlotte, I know, but don't cry,” Amelia consoled her while patting her back tenderly. “I'm sure Daniel has a perfect reason for standing all of us up”“A perfect reason? I'm now officially a laughingstock, what perfect reason can he possibly have, Amelia?” Charlotte ret
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WYMOND, THE CURSED BEAST
No one has seen him,
No one can tell what he looks like,
No one can tell if he's human, wolf, dragon, elf or vampire.
We've only heard his very deep, hoarse voice that doesn't sound so humanly.
We only know he's a ruthless beast,
And that beast is the king of all supernatural creatures -he is King Wymond.
He is an abomination -a mistake made by the moon goddess.
There are rumors that he is immortal -are there still any immortals in this age?
He walks the lands every night and kills any soul that crosses path with him or it,
He never lets anyone see him and doesn't attend public meetings.
He's always inside his palace, with those two big gates locking him away and isolating him from the world.
Weird!
How did he ended up becoming the king then?
Every five years, girls who have come of age (18years to 25years), from different species (werewolves, vampires, witches, elves and dragons) are taken to his palace.
We don't know why they are taken there,
And we dare not ask why, because asking why is death penalty.
And strangely, all the girls taken to the palace always come back alive, but they end up losing their memories of what had happened in there.
No one has enough courage to investigate and find out what's going on -investigating is like walking into the valley of death.
These are stories my grandma always told me when I was a kid, I don't know if they are real or if she was saying those things just to scare me.
But I still couldn't help but wonder if it's true,
Why does those girls end up losing their memories?
Could there be a deep secret behind those closed, big gates?
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Chapter: Chapter 103Arabella's point of view. (EVERGREEN PACK _ BEACH SIDE)"I do" Alpha Jarek said readily, with a fulfilled smile glowing on his face.It's so obvious how much he loves mom, everyone could see how eager he was to have mom as his wife and few people sniffled at his over excitement. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife" Old Sebastian said.Oh, yeah, Wymond made him officiate the wedding.He turned to Alpha Jarek and nodded towards mom. "You may kiss your bri..." Alpha Jarek didn't wait for him to complete his words, he hurriedly reached out his hands, held mom's face tenderly and crashed his lips on hers, which caused everyone present to roar in laughter. Arthur gagged beside me and quickly turned his eyes away from them."I can't fuçking watch that old man sucking off mom's face" he said with a disgusted expression.I reached forward and smacked the back of his head, he hissed loudly and threw me a glare, but I care less. "Mind your language, my baby can hear
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Chapter: Chapter 102Arabella's point of view. (FOUR HOURS LATER)It took Renee and Daphne four whole hours to get me ready, they tried different makeups and gowns on me, all in the name of searching for the perfect look for me.And finally they found the perfect look, but that's after four hours and several trials."Now that's perfection!" Daphne clapped her hands.I rolled my eyeballs and sprang up, then checked myself out in the mirror and nodded in approval."Thanks darlings" I thanked them."Now to the ballroom!" Renee said in a funny french accent which made us laugh. ★★★★★The guards standing by the door pushed it open and all heads turned towards me, everyone's smiling happily and clapping their hands. I saw Daphne, Renee and Emily giving me thumbs up from their seats, which helped boosted my confidence and morale.Wymond's standing at the front with old Sebastian holding a knife and a small bowl next to him, if any human was here, they'd think we're having a wedding -the scenery seemed like a w
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Chapter: Chapter 101Arabella's point of view. "No, no, that's not cute""It's cute, she's my niece and I know what's cute on her""But he's my godson, my godson, get it?"Niece? Isn't that Daphne and Renee's voice? What niece and godson are they fuçking talking about?"Ladies, ladies, please, it's not a niece, it's my nephew -why are y'all fighting over what's mine?" Arthur? Why is Arthur here? Wait, where am I? My last memory was back in the abandoned warehouse where we ended Oak's life and I passed out, yeah, maybe all these arguments are happening in my dream.I guess I've had enough sleep, it's time I wake up and... eat, I'm starving so bad.A tired yawn left my mouth as I stretched my stiff limps, I'm so tired as if I just had a very long sleep, then I snapped my eyes open, only to come face to face with about five pairs of eyes staring at me. Mom, Arthur, Daphne, Renee and another girl who's almost the same age as me, or maybe she's a little bit older than me but I don't recognize her -they wer
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Chapter: Chapter 100Arabella's point of view. (Flashback)I had just finished telling Wymond about the maid whom I saw earlier, and how I have a feeling that she's Ingrid, I told him about investigating about the maid but he stopped and promised to handle it himself.Then we decided to retire to bed, but we were disturbed by a loud thud and sprang up at once, our heads snapped towards the direction the sound came from -the window.We heard someone whimpering and sniffling, Wymond hopped off the bed and walked towards the person, I followed quietly behind him thinking it's... I didn't even know what I was thinking then, but whatever it was, it was scaring me.But my mouth dropped open when we got close and I saw who it was."Ingrid?" I called.She raised her head, I was taken aback by her appearance. There were long red marks on her left cheek, there were also red marks on her neck as though she tried to commit suicide by hanging herself to death and her whole face was red as tears flooded every part of
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Chapter: Chapter 99Third person's point of view. "That's our head doctor, professor Landon" Jones said, pointing to a man who seemed to be in his forties.King Wymond frowned as he narrowed his eyes and carefully studied the doctor who was injecting an old woman, he felt like something's off with the doctor but wasn't sure what it was.He tried to read the doctor's thoughts but couldn't, which made his frown deepened and he came to a conclusion.He moved his gaze from the doctor and looked around at the vampires who were affected by the plague, some were coughing non-stop, some had dark spots all over their skins and it seemed as if their skins were decaying.King Wymond opened his hand and a syringe needle moved from a tray into his palm, there's a bluish liquid inside the syringe, King Wymond quickly broke it in two parts and sniffed it, then cringed in disgust as he inhaled a very bad smell.He threw a disgusted glare at the doctor."I don't know if that guy looks like your head doctor, Landon, but
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Chapter: Chapter 98Arabella's point of view. "These are the herbs our doctors prescribed, they don't cure the plague, but at least the plague's effects was reduce... " Jone paused, sighed and shook his head in disappointment. ".. but the herbs aren't working anymore, no matter the amount we use, the plague just kept worsening everyday" he said.Wymond picked a herb and sniffed it, a frown appeared on his face at once."Who's the head doctor?" he asked."He's at the health center" Jones replied."Take me there" Wymond commanded and Jones nodded in agreement.He (Wymond) glanced at me and signaled me to follow them, I rolled my eyeballs as I grumbled coherently. I didn't wanna go with them, because I wanted to confirm something. *I don't wanna look behind and realize you're not following me, you wouldn't wanna know what I'm gonna do to you, baby* he warned me through our mind-link.*It's not as if I'm gonna do anything to help there**I just wanna be seeing you* he replied. *But...**No buts, baby!* he
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