The Entangled Grudge
"Cursed by vengeance, bound by fate"
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"In shadows' embrace, grudges entwine,
A tale of vengeance, an oath malign.
Two souls adrift, in darkness they're bound,
Seeking redemption, a fate unbound.
Whispers of old wounds, revenge takes its hold,
In the labyrinth of grudges, stories unfold.
A dance of darkness, a symphony of pain,
In the web of hatred, hearts break and strain.
Forgiveness withheld, destinies entwined,
In the shadows of vengeance, souls confined.
Through echoes of spite, their paths converge,
In 'The Entangled Grudge,' a tale they urge."
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Jade Collins thought she was coming home to peace — instead, she walked into her father's funeral and a legacy soaked in blood.
Thrust into the heart of a mafia empire she never asked for, Jade must navigate betrayal, secrets, and a power struggle she’s unprepared to face. But something else is watching her. Something not of this world.
A voice whispers her name.
A presence lingers in the dark.
Memories that aren't hers begin to haunt her.
As she unravels the mystery behind her father's death, she finds herself drawn to the one soul she should fear the most. A bond forms — impossible, dangerous, and otherworldly.
Because the dead don’t always rest.
And love doesn’t always come from the living.
**Sneak Peek**
Jade says, eyes narrowing, voice dripping with defiance “You think you can control me, Tristen? You’re nothing to me.”
Tristen with a dark smile curling on his lips, his voice a low whisper in her ear “Perhaps. But your past... and your heart—both belong to me now, Jade. Whether you like it or not.”
Jade steps back, her eyes flashing with fury “You don’t get to decide that for me. I’ll break free of your chains, even if it means burning this whole world down.”
Tristen speaks, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of admiration and menace “Then burn it. I’ll watch, and when it’s all gone, I’ll still be here—waiting.”
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Can vengeance ever sleep when hearts refuse to forget? Will their hearts heal a history of bloodshed—or will they be doomed to repeat it?