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Clean Room

OP in the Apocalypse: I Gained a Zombie System and Became the Top Dog

Tropes: - Rëvërsë Häräm - R18 - LGBT+ - Badass Morally-Grey MC - BD$M - System - Revenge - Rebirth - Rich Family Members - Hot Ex-in-laws - Those Green Tea and White Lotus Bitchës - Crazy Best Friend - Gangs/Organised Crime - Superpowered - Forced Proximity - Face-Slapping In her first life, Daria idolised her boyfriend, Rain, and ignored the flying red flags flashed in her face, the dubious friendship between her best friend Molly and Rain shoved to the back of her mind because she wasn't going home and couldn't afford to leave. At least, that is what she likes to tell herself. Until she returned from work early, a string of strange news alerts of people attacking each other worldwide forced her sweet boss to send everyone home for the day. Fighting the crowds of others running home, narrowly avoiding what she knew was a Zombie only to find out that Molly had accidentally fallen on top of Rain, repeatedly for months in her bed. Had they so quickly forgotten that this bed was brought with her clean money in her house? Apparently not, and in Daria's grief, she had awoken the power to control lightning and found herself seconds away from "accidentally" killing her snake of a partner. The other end of the snake had snuck up behind her and knocked her out. Now they had her house, locking her in the safe room and removing all the food, water, and exit buttons. When they tried to sell her to a research lab, she managed to blow up her safe room and force the door to open. But when she ran the several long streets towards her mom's hotel, she was turned away at the door by her stepdad, and he watched her get dragged away kicking and screaming, never to be seen again. She survived another year in the research institute, closer to looking like a mental asylum, being injected and subjected to strange tests before it was overrun, and they were left to die. In her second life, she won't be so short-sighted, and her boyfriend, best friend, stepdad and the entire institute will die and become a part of her system horde and her twisted relationship with a fellow patient from her first life will set them on the path of revenge and victory.
DeanCrystal · 25.8K Views

Room 208

The air hung heavy with unspoken anxieties as Iris walked the sterile hospital corridors. A year. It had been a year since she’d received the devastating news: Iñigo, her beloved boyfriend, was dead. The pain still felt raw, a constant ache in her chest. She'd mourned him fiercely, the void his absence left echoing in her heart. Little did she know, the truth was far more complicated, twisted by a mother's disapproval and a desperate attempt to keep them apart. Iñigo’s mother, a woman whose disapproval Iris had always felt like a cold wind, had whisked him away to the States, a calculated move to sever their connection. She’d believed that distance, the vast expanse of the ocean, would be enough to erase Iris from Iñigo's life. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Dr. Millie’s voice, crisp and professional, broke through Iris’s somber thoughts. "Iris, you're assigned to assist the patient in Room 208. He was recently transferred from the U.S.A." The doctor handed her the file. Iris took it mechanically, her mind already racing. The familiar chill that always accompanied thoughts of Iñigo's mother settled over her. This was no coincidence. A strange premonition tightened its grip on her, a knot of dread forming in her stomach. She felt a cold dread creeping up her spine. As she approached Room 208, a wave of nausea washed over her. She hesitated, her hand trembling as she reached for the door handle. A deep breath, a silent prayer, and then—she opened the door. The sight that greeted her stole the breath from her lungs. There he was, pale but undeniably Iñigo, lying in the hospital bed. Time seemed to stop. The world dissolved into a dizzying blur of disbelief and overwhelming emotion. A strangled gasp escaped her lips. He was alive. The carefully constructed wall of grief she’d built around her heart crumbled. A torrent of emotions – shock, relief, disbelief, and a bitter taste of betrayal – flooded her. All the pain, the tears, the emptiness… all for nothing? The file slipped from her numb fingers, landing silently on the floor. He was alive, and his mother had lied.
Yxenni · 2.4K Views

Poster Girl

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory walked into the dayroom, balancing a stack of dirty plates in her hands, each step echoing heavily on the floor. Seizing the moment, an uninterested Calvin Wraith decided to trip her as she passed by his seat, where he was engrossed in playing Snake on his phone. With a loud crash, Mallory stumbled and fell, sending the plates crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere. The commotion caught Mrs. Wraith's attention, and she rushed into the room, fuming with anger at the chaos. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded and placed a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and burning tears in her eyes, Mallory took a deep breath, striving to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wraith. I'll clean this up right away." Lowering her gaze, she could hear Calvin snickering from the sofa, a smug grin on his face. "Yes, you will. I expect this room to be spotless in under an hour," Mrs. Wraith snapped, shoving Mallory aside before storming out. "Why did you do that?" Mallory asked, her voice strained as she looked up at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith had closed the door. Calvin stood up and moved closer, stopping just inches away from the frightened Mallory.
novelsbykendra · 42.7K Views
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