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SHADOW OF THE HEIRESS

Blurb: Adopted into the wealthy Hargrove family, Charlotte believed she had found her place in the world. But the return of Evelyn, the rightful heiress, triggers a series of strange events: shadowy figures in the woods, whispers in the walls, and memories Charlotte can’t recall. Jack, a mysterious figure who claims to be her protector, warns her of a deadly ritual tied to a centuries-old curse. As the lines between truth and deception blur, Charlotte must uncover the family’s darkest secrets before the curse claims her life—or her sanity. Trope: Adopted into danger, unraveling family secrets, an immortal protector with ulterior motives, and a “chosen one” caught in a web of betrayal and destiny. Climax: The cult captures both Charlotte and Evelyn, preparing to enact the ritual in the family chapel. Jack, overcome with guilt, helps Charlotte escape, but Evelyn refuses to leave, convinced her death is inevitable. Charlotte confronts the cult leader, who reveals that breaking the curse requires the destruction of the family artifact—a mirror that binds the ancient force. The artifact can only be destroyed by someone tied to both bloodlines. Charlotte, realizing her connection to the Hargrove legacy, uses the mirror to unleash the trapped force on the cult. In a final twist, Jack sacrifices himself to destroy the mirror and sever his immortality, ensuring the curse is broken. Denouement: • Charlotte and Evelyn: Evelyn survives but leaves the estate, seeking a new life free from the family’s dark history. Charlotte continues to rebuild and redefine her identity without the shadow of the curse. • Hints of Lingering Darkness: Although the curse is broken, remnants of the ancient force linger in the woods, suggesting not all is resolved. • Final Revelation: Charlotte finds a hidden journal from Jack, hinting at deeper truths about her origins and the possibility that she may not have been adopted by chance.
Daoistbe6FPX · 51 Views

Hubby, Please Don't Divorce Me

“You think you have everything figured out by forcing me to marry you, don’t you? Tsk!” Roxanne spat mockingly, her eyes spitting fire at the man before her. “I love you too, Roxxy.” Sebastian regarded her with an endearment that always caused her skin to crawl. A soft smile laced his lips-one she longed to wipe off his face. If possible, Roxanne wished she could tear his treacherous face with her bare hands. “I will so make you pay, Sebastian Sinclair. You would wish you never crossed paths with me. That is a promise!” As she whispered these words into his ear, her warm breath tickled his skin, causing Sebastian to lose control. Before she could step away from him, he swiftly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The slow love song in the background added to the fake image of love between the couple. The grand wedding reception had no flaw, except the singular couple that stood in the middle of the dance floor. One was overjoyed to finally have her, while the other couldn’t wait to torment him for every pain he caused her. “Get your filthy hands off…” Before Roxanne could finish her words, her husband claimed her lips hungrily, causing her to go stiff in his arms, after all, she couldn’t push him away in the presence of all the guests. The loud cheers and applause filled the room, making almost everyone envious of the power couple. However, one thing was certain, all hell would break loose soon enough. ============== In her past life, Roxanne Winslow felt nothing but pure hatred towards her husband. For all she knew, he got her brother arrested and later murdered in prison. However, he still used that fact to force her into a marriage, hiding the truth about her brother’s death from her. As payback, Roxanne cheated on him, plotted, and even schemed against her husband, until she was finally faced with a divorce agreement from Sebastian. It was only after she gladly signed the divorce document and ended up betrayed, scammed, miserable and dead that she realised Sebastian Sinclair has always been the umbrella that blocked out the scorching sun for her. Now that she got a second chance to live, Roxanne would worship the ground on which Sebastian steps, just so he won’t bring up the topic of divorce. She must atone for all her sins, protect Sebastian, and make him happy in this lifetime. The problem is, even if she wanted to remain Mrs Sinclair, a thousand reasons were waiting to tear their fragile union apart...
call_me_mirror · 10.3K Views

The enchanted mirror

In a quaint little town, **Liora**, a curious and adventurous young woman, stumbles upon an ancient mirror in a dusty antique shop. Intrigued by its ornate frame and mysterious aura, she brings it home, unaware of the magic it holds. One fateful night, the mirror reveals a glimpse into a fantastical realm called **Aetheria**, where magic thrives and danger lurks in every shadow. When a dark force known as the **Nightshade Sovereign** threatens to plunge Aetheria into eternal darkness, Liora finds herself drawn into the world beyond the mirror. Stepping through its surface, she discovers a land filled with enchanting creatures, vibrant landscapes, and allies who are fighting against the tyranny of the Nightshade Sovereign. Among them is **Thorne**, a brave warrior with secrets of his own, who becomes both her guide and her friend. As Liora navigates this new world, she learns that she is part of an ancient prophecy destined to confront the Nightshade Sovereign. With the help of her newfound allies, she embarks on a perilous quest to gather powerful artifacts, face treacherous trials, and uncover the truth about her own hidden powers. Along the way, she must confront betrayal, forge unbreakable bonds, and discover the strength of love and friendship. As the final battle looms, Liora must make a choice that will determine the fate of Aetheria and her own world. Will she rise to the challenge and embrace her destiny, or will darkness prevail? **"The Enchanted Mirror"** is a tale of courage, self-discovery, and the enduring power of hope, reminding us that even the smallest spark can illuminate the darkest of nights.
Alzahrabint · 129 Views

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 34.1K Views

The Heiress Is Back

When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.
call_me_mirror · 429.8K Views
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