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Lauren Mau

Screwing Up The Golden Child

Call it petty or perhaps foolish, if you will, but to Lauren, her small revenge became the last saving straw in her drowning life. Betrayed by her own family, who had her incarcerated for a crime committed by her older sister, Lauren wanted to end her life when they also went ahead and disowned her after her release from prison. So as a coping mechanism, Lauren made it her life mission to teach her family a small lesson by denying her sister, Laura, the joy of being with the only man that she has ever loved as a little token of payment for all that she had to endure from them. For years, Lauren lay in wait as she worked as a bar hostess and planned her simple but well-elaborated revenge against her parents' "golden child." But finding out that she was pregnant with another man's baby not so long after the wedding was never part of her plans. So Lauren knew then that it was time to draw the curtains closed before her "husband" found out that he had been duped. She needs to RUN! So what happens when this said husband too has no intention of letting her get away with this scot-free and intends to find his "fake" wife and make sure that she pays for her deception? What happens then when she realises that the man that she has been searching for is none other than the very husband that she has been running away from? Will she go and claim him back, or will she let her sister be with him, rather? And what if, while Lauren thought that everything that was happening was as a result of her own game plan, she was rather just a pawn in someone else's chess? *** Note: This author would not give warnings for any scene in the book. So please make sure that you're in the right frame of mind before you start reading. Thank you.
Abbiex · 1.3K Views

Shattered Doll speaks

Born not out of love, but as a tool—a mere vessel to sustain her elder sister—Elyria was never treated as a daughter, let alone a human being. From infancy, she endured an existence dictated by the will of her family, their hands cold and unrelenting as they siphoned her life away piece by piece. Every cut, every transfusion, every forced surgery stole a part of her, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell. The physical pain was unbearable, but the emotional wounds ran deeper. No one comforted her. No one whispered words of kindness. She was nothing but a living sacrifice. But when her usefulness as a donor dwindled, her parents found another way to exploit her. She was thrust into a life of horror—paraded like a doll for depraved men, her body no longer hers to protect. When she refused, she was thrown into a demonic underground circus, forced to perform in grotesque spectacles that twisted her very soul. Pain was once unbearable, but over time, her mind numbed itself to survive. She stopped feeling. Stopped resisting. Stopped being human. Yet, their cruelty knew no bounds. When she was of no more use, they discarded her entirely—putting her on auction like a mere object, waiting to be bought by the highest bidder. That was the day she met Veylan Blackthorne. A man of wealth and power, but unlike the monsters bidding for her, he didn’t see her as a possession. Instead, he was fascinated—haunted—by the emptiness in her eyes, the way she seemed to drift between life and death. And so, without hesitation, he bought her. Not as a slave. Not as a toy. But as a soul in need of salvation. Thus began the battle neither of them expected. Veylan struggled to break the chains around her, but Elyria was beyond saving—or so she believed. Night after night, she was tormented by the demons of her past, and as the shadows clawed at her mind, something inside her twisted. She stopped seeing people as people. Her hands, once trembling and weak, became steady. Her heart, once capable of fear, grew cold. And when she killed for the first time, she felt nothing. It started slow, a quiet unraveling—then bloodshed followed. No one who had ever hurt her was safe. The world that tormented her would burn, and she would be the one to set the fire. Yet, through it all, Veylan stayed by her side. He didn’t fear the monster she was becoming, nor did he recoil at the darkness in her eyes. Instead, he reached deeper—pulling her back, inch by inch, from the abyss. But healing was never easy. Therapy, nightmares, relapses—she was still broken, still haunted. Yet, for the first time, she was no longer alone. And when the time came for revenge, Veylan didn’t stop her. He stood by her side, helping her destroy the ones who had made her suffer. When the blood had dried and the screams had faded, Elyria was free. Truly free. And in that freedom, she chose him. Their wedding was not a fairytale, nor was their love story soft and sweet. It was born from the ashes of suffering, tempered by battle, and strengthened by survival. Even as her demons lingered, she found light. For the first time in her life, she was not just living—she was alive. And with Veylan, she would continue to walk forward, no longer a shattered doll—but a woman reclaiming her own destiny.
ummi_mau · 1.5K Views

Leise wie eine Maus

Ich werde gejagt. Na ja, nicht unbedingt ich. Jemand will das Genie hinter A.M.K. Pharmaceuticals in die Finger bekommen. Sie wissen nur nicht, dass ich es bin. Ich habe einen Weg gefunden, den Geruch von jedem zu negieren, egal ob Shifter oder Mensch. Man könnte meinen, das wäre keine große Sache... Deodorants versprechen dasselbe, aber mein Produkt ist nichts dergleichen. Mein Produkt macht seine Träger für Shifter unsichtbar. Nein, nicht auf diese Weise. Aber Shifter brauchen den Geruch mehr als alles andere, um eine Person zu identifizieren und zu finden. Ohne Geruch können sie ihre Beute nicht aufspüren oder einen Feind riechen, der sich von hinten nähert. Ich hatte ihn ursprünglich erschaffen, damit mein Adoptivvater und ich die Gemeinschaft der Shifter meiden konnten. Keiner sollte davon wissen. Bis ein kleines Vögelchen der falschen Person etwas sagte, was sie nicht hätte sagen sollen. Jetzt sind die Menschen hinter mir her und die Shifter wollen mich tot sehen. Aber das ist schon in Ordnung. Das war nicht das Einzige, was mir eingefallen ist. Und wenn ich so leise wie eine Maus bin, wird mich niemand kommen sehen, bevor es zu spät ist. Dies wird ein RH-Roman sein, die FMC wird sich nicht entscheiden müssen. Kein MM Sehen Sie sich meine anderen Werke an: Wiedergeburt in der Apokalypse: Das dritte Mal ist ein Glücksfall (Buch 1 der Rebirth-Serie) -abgeschlossen Kampf, Flucht oder Erstarren: Die Geschichte der Heilerin (Buch 2 der Rebirth-Reihe) -Laufend Star's Ships- Abgeschlossen Mit Monstern tanzen- Laufend Ein Teil deiner Welt - laufend (Buch 2 der Star's Ships-Reihe) Zwietracht: Sakura#6289 Instagram: @devil_besideyou666 Schaut in meinem Discord-Kanal für das erste Kapitel vorbei! https://discord.com/invite/yYtKzveE6T
Devilbesideyou666 · 36.6K Views

Love at World's End

[World's End: 02:23:59:53] Lauren Whittaker thought she had enough to deal with: a ruthless stepfamily, a neglectful father, and a life of endless work. But when a mysterious countdown virus appears on her phone, ticking toward what seems like the end of the world, things go from bad to apocalyptic. As society crumbles and terrifying monsters emerge, it seems no one is safe. Not even the military can hold back the tide of destruction. Just when Lauren thinks it can't get any worse, a blood-soaked stranger appears before her, speaking a language she doesn't understand. But there's one problem. She's seen him before... in her dreams. Kylar's pack has only one route for survival: to escape their dying world, as prophecy foretold. There's only one problem... Their ancient prophet has passed. In the new world, they enter into unfolding chaos. Monsters pour in from their world and others. It's a fight to survive, but there's hope. This new world is a land of abundant resources. He just needs to find their new prophet, and they can all survive. But when he does, everything's wrong. For one, she isn't Lycan. She's human. And he's inexplicably drawn to her, wanting to claim her for his own. Chaos is unfolding. Bodies line the streets. Lauren's fight for survival becomes a battle against fate itself. What secrets do her dreams hold, and why does this man want to keep her for his own...? -- [NOTICE: JANUARY 2024] LAWE will be paused until later in 2025, in order to give the author time to work on her WSA competition entry and allow her hand and wrist to heal further before putting it through the stress of too many daily updates of books. -- This book contains: Dark themes, death, smut. (All hail the smut.)
Lenaleia · 112.1K Views

The Love of a Vampire Prince.

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien Voltorie. Some whisper of Damien Voltorie as a modern-day wolf of Wall Street, while others deem him the nation's most captivating bachelor. But beneath the veneer of wealth and charm lies a secret: Damien is a thousand-year-old vampire, haunted by a traumatic past and determined to remain in the shadows. Yet, destiny has a different plan. As the last descendant of the once powerful Voltorie vampire dynastyt he is bound by an ancient prophecy to a brilliant human, Lauren Turner. A captain of special operations of the National division of intelligence (NDI) and a gifted surgeon, Lauren is his fated partner. Together, they hold the key to saving both the human and supernatural worlds from a resurrected evil that once obliterated his kingdom eons ago. Faced with a choice between prophecy and isolation, Damien must decide: Will he heed the call of destiny and fight to save the world, or will he allow it to burn as his kingdom did? Can he overcome the isolation of his immortal existence and embrace the warmth of a human love, or will he succumb to fear and run? Join us as we step into a realm where the veil between worlds is thin, and the fate of both human and supernatural rests on the choices of one reluctant vampire.
Medist_Winnie7 · 58.3K Views

My Ex (melayu sabahan)

" Jason.. dengar kau cakap begini.. saya rasa tepat betul keputusan saya kasi tinggal kau dulu.. saya langsung tidak menyesal.. tengok perangai kau yang sesedap rasa saja hina orang.. ngam lah keputusan saya tu dulu.. yalah suda jadi kaya tapi makin teruk tu gaya bila kaya.. busuk hati pui!" aku kasi kena dia. geram ba " kalau ko hina aku dulu nda apa lah? Sekarang giliran sia hina ko..  tiba-tiba aku busuk hati? Lara! Among ppl dlm dunia ni aku paling layak marah dan hina ko! Ko yang curang! Mulut sial ko tu yang cakap sia lelaki teda guna? Mana sudah lelaki kaya dan berguna yang ko kejar2 tu?" Bidas Jason berapi-api. "Jadi.. apa sebenarnya yang ko mau?! Ko mau hina-hina sia? Hina ja la bah.. sepuas hati.. sia ok ja ni.. cakap ja tu sumpah seranah yang ko mo kasi sia.. sia terima ja ni" balas ku dengan gaya tenang. Mata Jason berubah garang dengar cakap ku. Tiba-tiba dia mendekat dan tekan aku ke dinding. Aku tersentak. Terkejut. Tidak sangka Jason bertindak macam ni.  "ui!" aku try lepaskan diri. "You made me who I am today Lara. Semua pasal kau.. saya jadi begini.. you to blame!!" Suaranya pertahan tapi penuh geram.  " Then you should thank me and let me go.. kau sudah jadi orang kaya.. hidup senang.. ada segala-galanya.. boleh dapat mana-mana perempuan cantik pun yang kau mau.. apa lagi yang kau nda puas hati? " aku jawab dengan berani. Jarinya menarik dagu ku sampai betul-betul dekat dengan mukanya sampai aku boleh rasa nafasnya di muka ku.  " kau tidak tau apa yang saya lalui sebab apa yang kau buat dengan saya.. tiap hari saya fikir mau jadi kaya saja sebab kau hina saya miskin.. tiap saat saya terbayang-bayang kau curang dan tidur dengan ramai lelaki.. kau tidak tau betapa hancurnya hati saya bila kau cakap saya lelaki tidak berguna.. tiap hari tiap saat saya mau kasi bukti dengan kau yang saya bukan sehina yang kau cakap.." dia stop kijap. Aku nampak matanya macam ada dendam dan luka yang dalam. "Kau tau Lara? Saya sanggup guna jalan kotor untuk berjaya macam sekarang. Kau la racun yang sampai sekarang masih berbisa dalam hati saya.. selagi bisa dalam hati saya ni tidak hilang.. saya tidak akan kasi lepas kau.. saya tidur banyak perempuan.. saya kasi sakit hati ramai perempuan.. semuanya pasal kau!! Saya nda boleh percaya dengan perempuan pun sebab kau curang dengan saya.. kau memang racun Lara!" Jason cakap berapi-api. " Kau tidur dengan banyak perempuan bukan sebab saya, Jason. Buduh punya alasan oh.. Itu sebab kau gatal miang. Mau rasa semua perempuan. Fuck banyak perempuan. Kau sendiri getek mau kasi blame saya pula..." balasku berani. Marah. Geram. Palui betul ba si Jason ni! "Diam! Lara mulut kau kan.. dari dulu memang mulut puaka.. mulut kurang ajar.. " jari Jason cubit bibir ku dengan kasar sambil matanya terbeliak macam mau menelan aku hidup-hidup. " Kau mesti bayar satu persatu.. saya akan pastikan kau Lara.. tidak akan hidup aman.." habis saja cakap itu tiba-tiba bibirnya dengan pantas dan kasar gigit bibir ku. "Ahhh" Aku terkejut dan meronta. Aku tolak dia sepenuh hati. Tapi makin aku meronta makin kasar dan bertubi-tubi Jason cium. Kedua pahu ku dicengkam kuat. Aku rasa bibirku luka digigit dan di hisap Jason. Dia betul-betul gila. Last-last aku mengalah. Aku biar dia terus cium. Bila dia perasan aku tidak lagi melawan. Jason berhenti. Dia tatap mata ku dengan pandangan yang aku tidak faham. " Napa kau buat begini Jason?" Aku tanya perlahan. Sakit hati. Terkejut. segala macam perasaan bercampur. " Aku hukum kau.. " Jason balas selamba. hukum?  " by kissing me dengan paksa?" Tanya ku geram. " ada banyak lagi saya mau buat sama kau.. kau tunggu saja.." jawab Jason sambil ketawa ringan. Dia kasi lepas tangannya dari tubuh ku.
Nico_Robin_2777 · 34.4K Views
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