All Chapters of Fallen Angel:The rise of a new Legacy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 11: Forging of two souls. As Lucas finished embracing his mother, Emilia noticed Marcus standing beside them, his arrival having gone unnoticed in her distraction. Marcus beamed with pride as he embraced Lucas, a touching moment that moved the onlookers. For a brief instant, it seemed the rumors of Marcus's cold demeanor didn't apply to family matters. But as Marcus whispered in Lucas's ear, the atmosphere shifted. "Behave and continue the act," he warned, reminding Lucas to maintain the facade amidst the crowd. Lucas's eyes, once hopeful, turned cold as he realized his father still prioritized business over family. Lucas played along, embracing Marcus back. As they broke apart, Marcus retained Lucas's hand, and a microphone was handed to him. "Ladies and gentlemen," Marcus began, his voice booming through the room. "I apologize for the delay and thank you for joining us on this special occasion. Today, we celebrate the return of my son, Lucas, the future heir to the Bl

Chapter 13: You mean nothing to me Emilia's footsteps echoed through the grand staircase as she ascended, lost in thought. The words of Jace, Lucas's brother, still lingered in her mind like a dark cloud. Why had he spoken so venomously about his own family? What secrets lay hidden behind his bitter words? As she reached the top step, Emilia's gaze drifted out the window, her eyes tracing the contours of the lush gardens below. She couldn't shake off the feeling that Jace's animosity ran deeper than mere sibling rivalry. His words had struck a chord, leaving her wondering if there was truth to his claims. Just then, a gentle voice called out from behind, "Milady?" Emilia turned to see Mary, the plump and kindly maid, hurrying towards her with an uncharacteristic sense of urgency. A soft smile spread across Emilia's face as she watched Mary's labored approach, her concern for the maid's well-being momentarily eclipsing her own troubled thoughts. As Mary reached her side, she pa

Chapter 25: You sl**t I curse the day, my son married you, you don't deserve to be a daughter-in-law of this family. *** Back in the Blackwood estate, Amelia stormed through the front door, her face twisted in anger and frustration. She tossed the few shopping bags she had with her to the ground, spilling clothes all over the floor. Ivy, who had been on the phone with the caterer, rushed into the room, concern etched on her face. "Amelia, what's wrong? Why are you back so early? And why so few clothes?" Ivy asked, eyeing the scattered garments. Amelia's scowl deepened. "It's all thanks to Emilia. She had to go and ruin my shopping trip." Ivy's eyes widened as Amelia recounted the events at the mall. "Why wasn't that girl arrested? If only she was arrested, all our problems would end. Now she's ruined my baby's shopping." Emilia, who had been standing at the entrance, heard every hurtful word. Tears streaming down her face, she stepped forward. "Mother, how can you say such

CHAPTER 17: THE DARKNESS OF DESPAIR Day 3 in the Basement The cold, damp walls seemed to close in around her, the darkness suffocating. She lay on the filthy floor, her body battered and bruised. The only sound was the faint scratching of rats scurrying through the shadows. The small hole in the wall, created by those same rats, allowed a sliver of light to pierce the darkness, a cruel reminder of the world outside.The girl sat on the cold, damp floor, surrounded by pitch blackness. Her disheveled locks cascaded down her pale face, framing eyes red-rimmed from crying.With a broken piece of ceramic, she etched a figure on the floor, her hand moving with uncertain strokes. She couldn't see what she was drawing, but her fingers seemed to move of their own accord.As she drew, she sang a haunting melody, her voice hoarse from tears. The words were barely audible, but the sweetness of her tone lingered in the darkness."Lost in shadows, I wander freeA heart once whole, now broken sea

Chapter 19: It felt like a nightmare, but it was damn real. Emilia's foot pressed harder on the accelerator, the speedometer needle quivering at 90 mph. Tears blurred her vision, but she didn't care. She couldn't care about anything anymore. The party's cruel words still echoed in her mind: "You're just a temporary distraction, Emilia. Lucas will always love Sophia." The memory of Lucas handing her divorce papers earlier that night seared her mind. She thought there was still a chance, a glimmer of hope that Lucas would love and cherish her. But it was all an illusion. She was just a plaything, a placeholder until Sophia returned. Emilia's vision cleared momentarily, revealing the dark highway stretching before her. She wiped away tears with one hand, her eyes welling up again. The loneliness suffocating her was familiar, a desperate feeling she thought she'd left behind when Mr. Blackwood rescued her from the coma three years ago. Now, that sense of isolation consumed her. She f