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It Was Always You By Judy

I THOUGHT IT WAS A COMMON POSSESSION

As if it wasn’t enough to be hit on the head by my co-workers and boyfriend, I died at the hands of my gambling-addict older brother. Without even regretting my unfortunate death, I realized that I had possessed a supporting role in a romantic fantasy novel, which I just read yesterday. To be precise, a villainess destined to die at the hands of her husband. I know it’s cliché! ‘Possessed a villainess in a romantic fantasy novel! So this is what it feels like?’ I thought it was pretty good for the price of my unfair death. Until I realize that no matter what I do, I can’t deviate from the flow of the original. For the female lead Rizé, it’s a delightful cider series, but it’s nothing more of a bloody story for Edith, the villainess I possessed. I am the protagonist in my life. If I’m going to die according to the original story, I should at least kiss my super handsome husband! In the original story, Edith is greatly despised by her husband, but who cares, I’m going to die anyway. However… “You pretended not to be, but now you’re so hot to play with. Well, that’s good.” “Yes…?” “Satisfy me like Rigelhof’s serpent. Well, who knows? I might be interested in that body of yours.” …why is the original story starting to change now? ***** P/s: The cover and the story are not mine. i just translate them to promote their story... but the translation are mine,Don’t use it without permission.
alleviey · 11M Views

Tainted by You

Forged by the opulent walls, crafted by the scraps from the slums, thrown to rot in this golden cage. That was her, Maya. "How forsaken the anguish of fate is…We met again, Brother." She chuckled coldly, swirling the wine glass. "Maya…You?" Declan's voice was rather calm; it had always been like that...however, for the first time in his life, his voice held a hint of uncertainty. "The world is undoubtedly round." She smiled ; her smile was like that of an unclaimed corpse… knowing there was no one…… and knowing that she didn't want anyone. Maya looked different … It wasn't her feigned smile or the old scar cutting through her left eye….it was her eyes, which were empty like a burned vessel. Her deep set of ebony eyes …which was common for any Indian, but what set her apart from the common folks was the glimmer of contempt that seemed to paint the floor red at any moment. ————————————————————————————————————————— Imagine being the only child to get adopted by a multi-billionaire… that too Indian…. Maya was that child… But she was different. Maybe because she was autistic or her face had been paralyzed due to an old, unfortunate accident? When a child was supposed to run across corridors….was supposed to enjoy the innocence of girlhood days…she was kept confined in her room… not out of compulsion but out of choice. She tried to accept them… They tried as well… But maybe blood was thicker than water … When the real blood came, the poor kid was cast aside; her love of life, whom she thought of as one, was the one to drag her down the bottomless pit. She was thrown out with only two choices: kill yourself or let them kill you. and she chose none.
MENOX_ZEN · 791 Views

The Prize Was You

Sometimes the biggest prize is the heart you never meant to win. Callie Monroe had never planned to leave Bandera, Texas. Her roots ran deep in the dusty trails of her family's ranch, where she grew up wrangling horses and chasing sunsets. But when her mother was critically injured in a farming accident, the hospital bills stacked higher than hay bales. Her father—desperate and proud—demanded a sacrifice Callie couldn't make: marry the well-off widower next door, a man twice her age with a cold smile and controlling ways. With the help of a childhood friend who'd made it to the city, she packed up her boots, dreams, and barely enough cash to get by…and moved to New York. There, she found work behind the bar at a dive in Brooklyn, pouring drinks, dodging creeps, and sending every spare dollar back home. She wasn't looking for love, but when she heard of a game show that paid winners handsomely, she couldn't resist. But she sure as hell didn't expect a game show to change everything. Grayson Wolfe was a tech genius with the instincts of a wolf. He turned a teenage startup into a billion-dollar enterprise long before he was legally old enough to drink the whiskey he now sold in bulk. But when his father passed away, the old man's will came with a cruel twist: Grayson had to marry—and stay married for one full year—before he could legally inherit full control of the Wolfe fortune and family conglomerate. He didn't need love. He needed a name on paper. A bride. A loophole. In a move that shocked his board and delighted reality TV producers, Grayson entered a high-stakes televised dating show, ironically seeking a convenient partner. The premise? Win the game, win a partner…and a hefty cash prize. He didn't care about the money. He just needed someone willing to sign the damn papers. Armed with charm, wealth, and arrogance, Grayson assumed every woman would be throwing herself at him. Until the redhead in the red dress rejected him. Callie Monroe wasn't dazzled. She wasn't impressed. She hated 'controlling,' and that's what the man was; she couldn't understand why everyone wanted him. Yes, she wanted the money, but not when her pride and dignity were on the line. Grayson had never been humiliated, and so publicly; Callie intrigued and annoyed him, and somehow, he knew that their paths were still going to cross, and he would make her pay for her insolence. What happens when Grayson turns out to be Callie's boss at her new office? Their connection soon spirals into a dangerous game of desire, denial, and a deal that might cost him everything…especially his heart. He had everything… until her.
Rosegold_n · 6K Views
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