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Born into a world of pain and betrayal, Winnie never knew love—only survival. Abandoned by a father who never cared, tormented by a stepmother who sold her innocence for profit, and forced into a life she never chose, she learned that mercy was a luxury she could never afford. When her only family—her beloved brother—is ripped from her, Winnie is left with nothing but the scars of her past and the fire of revenge burning in her soul. She refuses to be another victim, refuses to be just another forgotten girl. With the help of Carter, a man with his own demons, and Michael, a protector forged in blood, she fights back. But Damien—the monster who ruled the shadows of her life—won’t let go so easily. He built his empire on broken lives, and he won’t fall without a war. As Winnie uncovers the secrets that could destroy him, she must decide: will she run, or will she burn everything down with him? “shattered chain” is a harrowing tale of survival, revenge, and the power of resilience. In a world where monsters wear human faces, Winnie must break free from the past—or be consumed by it. Will she rise, or will the darkness finally claim her?
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Shattered chain Chapter 18: conquering
The city was quiet. Too quiet. I stood in the dimly lit motel room, gripping the black case in my hands. Inside, the proof that could destroy Damien lay untouched. It felt heavier than it should have—like it carried the weight of every scar, every wound, every life he had shattered. Michael sat on the edge of the bed, checking his gun. Carter leaned against the wall, still weak but determined. We had made it this far. We couldn’t stop now. “This is it,” Michael said, sliding in the last bullet. “We expose him tonight, or we die trying.” I swallowed hard. “We’re not dying.” Michael smirked. “That’s the spirit.” Carter exhaled. “Are you sure this will work?” I looked at the flash drive in my palm—the key to ending Damien once and for all. “It has to.” --- We had a plan. The evidence was going to be leaked. Not just to the police. Not just to the press. To *everyone.* Live. Public. Unstoppable. We hacked into a news station’s broadcast. It wasn’t
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 17: The final betrayal
Carter was barely conscious, his breathing shallow as he lay on the couch. His face was bruised, his wrists raw from the ropes that had bound him. But he was alive. That was all that mattered. Michael finished stitching up the wound in my shoulder, his jaw tight. “You could’ve died.” I exhaled sharply. “So could Carter.” Michael shook his head. “Damien’s going to know something’s up. We just declared war.” I already knew that. And I didn’t care. Carter groaned, his eyes fluttering open. “Did we win?” Michael snorted. “Barely.” Carter tried to sit up, wincing. “We need to finish this.” I met his gaze. “Do you still have the files?” Carter nodded weakly. “Hidden. If we can get them to the right people…” He trailed off, exhausted. Michael folded his arms. “And how do we do that before Damien finds us?” Silence. I clenched my fists. We had one last chance to bring Damien down. And it had to be now. The plan was simple. Carter had proof—documents, recordin
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 16: The hunt begins
Carter was gone. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. Someone had him. And I had no idea if he was still alive. Michael paced the small storage room, running a hand through his hair. “We have to be smart about this.” “Smart?” I snapped. “We don’t have time for smart. We don’t even know if he’s still breathing!” Michael’s jaw tightened. “And charging in blind will only get us both killed.” I hated that he was right. I clenched my fists, trying to steady my breathing. “Okay. Where do we start?” Michael grabbed his laptop from the shelf, typing furiously. “The number that texted you—it was encrypted, but I might be able to trace its origin.” I watched the screen anxiously as lines of code flashed across it. Minutes passed, each one heavier than the last. Then Michael froze. “Got something.” I stepped closer. “Where?” “Not a full address, but a location pinged near the docks.” He turned to me. “It’s an abandoned shipping yard.” A cold dread settled in my chest
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 15: Cracks in the facades
The moment I stepped out of Damien’s office, the weight of my deception settled over me like a second skin. I had fooled him—for now. But I knew Damien well enough to understand that trust in his world was fleeting. If he even suspected I had lied, I was dead. I had to be careful. The club was suffocating tonight—too many people, too much noise. I made my way to the bar, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Michael was there, wiping down a glass, his usual mask of indifference in place. But when his eyes met mine, I saw the question he wasn’t asking. Did it work? I gave him a small nod. He exhaled, his grip on the glass tightening for just a second before he set it down. “Good.” I sat on the stool beside him, keeping my voice low. “Carter’s safe. But I don’t know for how long.” Michael nodded, but his jaw was tight. “Damien won’t let this go. He doesn’t leave loose ends.” I knew that. And that was what terrified me. “Did he say anything else?” Michael asked. I
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 14: A Game of shadow
Carter and I didn’t have much time. Damien was expecting proof of his death, and if I didn’t deliver it soon, he’d start asking questions. Questions I couldn’t afford to answer. We needed a body. Or at least something convincing enough to make Damien believe Carter was dead. We worked quickly. The warehouse was filled with abandoned crates, broken equipment, and discarded tarps. Michael had taught me a few things about deception, and I was about to put them to the test. Carter found an old mannequin in the storage room—dusty, missing an arm, but still usable. “We need blood,” I muttered, pulling out my knife. Carter frowned. “What are you—” Before he could stop me, I sliced a shallow cut across my arm, just enough to make it bleed. “Jesus,” Carter swore. I ignored him, letting the blood drip onto the mannequin’s chest. It wasn’t perfect, but under the right lighting, it would look real enough. Next, we set up the scene. We dragged the mannequin to a dark corn
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 13: A dangerous truth
Michael’s words hit me like a punch to the gut. I stared at the folded piece of paper in his hands, my mind racing. "The only person who can help us bring Damien down." My mission had just changed. I wasn’t just being tested anymore—I was standing at a crossroads, and whichever path I chose would determine if I lived or died. Michael slowly pushed himself up, groaning as he shook off the lingering effects of the compound. His face was still pale, and I could see the exhaustion dragging at his features. But his eyes were sharp. Focused. Determined. I swallowed hard. “Who is he?” Michael hesitated. Then he said, “His name is Daniel Carter. He used to work for Damien.” That made my stomach drop. “Used to?” I repeated. Michael nodded. “He was Damien’s accountant—handled all the money, all the offshore accounts, all the dirty transactions. But then something changed.” I frowned. “What?” Michael leaned back against the bar, his fingers running through his hai
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 12: Walking on the Razor’s edge
The walls of Eden felt tighter that night, suffocating, like they were closing in on me. I had lied to Damien and gotten away with it—for now. But I knew that didn’t mean I was safe. It only meant I was walking on a razor’s edge, and one wrong move would send me tumbling into the abyss. Michael was still out cold. If anything went wrong before he woke up, everything we had worked for would fall apart. I needed to keep Damien convinced. I needed to keep my head above water. And I needed to do it alone. Damien called for me again the next night. I walked into his office, my pulse pounding in my ears. He was behind his desk as usual, swirling a fresh glass of whiskey, his expression unreadable. “You surprised me, Winnie,” he said. I kept my face blank. “How?” He leaned back in his chair, watching me with those cold, calculating eyes. “I thought you would hesitate. I thought you’d try to find a way out of it.” I shrugged. “You gave me an order. I followed it.” Damien
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 11: A game of blood
Michael’s words echoed in my head long after I left his car. "You’re going to betray me, Winnie. Just like he wants." I understood what he meant. We had to make it look real. Damien wasn’t stupid. He would expect proof—something undeniable. And that meant Michael and I had to stage the perfect betrayal. But that also meant trusting Michael completely. And trust was a dangerous thing. The next night, I met Michael at an abandoned warehouse on the edge of town. He was waiting for me, leaning against his car, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. The dim glow of the streetlights cast long shadows around us, making the moment feel even more ominous. “You’re late,” he said, exhaling smoke. I shrugged. “Had to make sure I wasn’t followed.” Michael smirked, tossing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it under his boot. “Good. You’re learning.” I folded my arms. “So, what’s the plan?” Michael opened the car door and pulled out a small black case. He flipped it
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Shattered chain Chapter 10: The first cut
The plan wasn’t simple. It wasn’t safe. But neither was I. Michael had given me two choices—walk away and survive, or stay and burn it all down with him. And I had already made my choice. There was no walking away from this. Not anymore. The first step was to convince Damien that I was still his. That meant playing the part. So the next night, I went back to Eden, back to Damien’s world, and I let him think he still had control over me. I laughed at his jokes. I followed his orders. I let him believe I was still the girl he had taken in years ago—desperate and obedient. But inside, I was sharpening my knife. Waiting for the moment to strike. Selene found me at the bar, her presence a quiet weight beside me. She didn’t speak at first, just watched as I nursed the drink Damien had sent over. Whiskey. Neat. He always liked to test me with it, watching to see if I’d flinch at the burn. I didn’t. Selene sighed, finally breaking the silence. “You’re doing the right thing.” I
Last Updated : 2025-02-26
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Chapter 1: chains of faith
I was in my room when I heard my mother crying for help. I attempted to lend a hand, only to discover that I was once again imprisoned in my own room. I had no idea what was going on but I knew she was being beaten by my father again “God I never sought a father, nor did I ever ask for one” I said. My mother bore it all in silence until the day my father walked through the door with a sly-eyed woman on his arm and declared her his new wife. My mom dared not to complain or disagree, she would endure the blows until earth itself became her final refuge. One faithful night, it was raining heavily, thunder was striking like its judgement day, and the sound became trapped and refracted back to the ground. My dad had left home since morning, he was not concerned about what we would survive on nor did he come back home that night to know. My mom decided to risk her life with a heavy stomach so my brother and I could eat, when she came back, everywhere was as dark as vantablack, she tried to ...
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