Taken from a possible joyful life at an early age, the heroine finds herself suddenly summoned to the office of the director of the boarding school because a young man wants to talk to her. She, who had to fight like an animal just to have a chance to survive, is helpless in the face of what the young man tells her. From that day on, the world as she always knew it was turned upside down. - You look like our mother. Nice to meet you, little sister.
It's cold today. Did the temperature drop again? My fingers are wet and cold. This color disgusts me. I want to rub my hands, to wash them, but it's no use. He tied them. I can't move them. No matter how hard I try, I can't move my body out of this chair. I have only one solution: to wait. I have to wait for the little girl crying in front of me to make her choice.
- It's either her or you, you have no other choice.
- I... I can't do this.
- 30 seconds left, point and shoot.
- No, I... I can't do it. Please don't...
Not another word. Total silence followed the cannon shot and the lifeless body of the newcomer fell to the ground. A large puddle of reddish liquid quickly formed around it. Without even having time to analyze what had just happened in front of me, my eyes fell on the armed man in front of me with the gun pointed at me. His cold smile was followed by a deafening sound.
BANG
The 17-year-old girl woke up with a start, making the whole class laugh. It didn't take her long to realize where she was. That dream again, that memory coming back to haunt her. Some say trauma leaves scars, and in Shahan's case, it's very real.
After she catches her breath, her indifferent gaze scans the room, waiting for someone to explain why she's been awakened. When she raised her head, she was met with the mocking looks of her classmates, for across from her stood a teacher with a face red with anger. Not more than a scolding away, the teenager didn't seem surprised by the turn of events.
- Miss Shahan, please report to the principal's office.
Without a word, the girl gets up, grabs her things, and heads for the door, ignoring the laughter and scornful looks of her classmates.
- And I would like to ask you to stop sleeping in my class. I don't care if you screw up your life, but please don't make the others lose motivation.
- What has she done this time?
- No idea, but the way she is, it can't be good.
- Serves her right. Every day she snubs us as if she's in a better position than us, the orphans.
- Shut up, she'll listen to you.
- What's wrong with that? I could talk even louder and she wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
Many things are acceptable in society, but here in Ragas, the simple fact of being without parents seems to be the greatest sin of all, especially in the eyes of the upper classes. Orphans are treated as pariahs, outcasts who are discriminated against no matter how talented they are. This place may be a paradise for some, but for others it's nothing more than a dystopian world.
True to form, Shahan ignores the murmurs about her and heads for Mr. Gerard's office, already resigned to the idea of being insulted. Arriving at the principal's office, Shahan knocks before entering.
- You called me.
- Ah, Shahan, come in and sit down. This young man has come to see you. I didn't know you had a family.
In the room, a young man who looks to be in his early twenties stares at the young woman. Nothing malicious, just curiosity. For a brief moment, the two individuals seem lost in another world as they stare at each other.
Silence.
- A family?
- Gerard, could you give us a few minutes? I'd like to speak with Shahan alone.
- Of course, Mr. Williams Jr. Please make yourself comfortable and I'll be outside if you need anything.
Without asking, the principal left the office, accompanied by his secretary. Shahan never took her eyes off the young man who had just spoken.
- The more I look at you, the more I realize how powerful genetics can be.
- And you are?
- You look a lot like her. You have the same look. There's no doubt about it, you're a Williams.
- A Williams what? Who do I look like? Can we stop this charade?
- Even the bad temper reminds me of someone.
- I beg your pardon?
- You look like our mother. Nice to meet you, little sister.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
Angus Smith is the most powerful president who controls the national economy, while Tammy Wood is a seriously disfigured lady who was exiled by her family. However, she had been loving him for over 15 years since she met him at the age of 5. Thus when he proposed a marriage, she was so happy that she expected a new life. However, the truth was that their marriage was totally a plot. Upon the truth being revealed, Tammy was almost torn to pieces and escaped from him with their baby. Four years later, she was stopped by Angus as soon as she came back. It seems that Angus has regretted what he had done. So he just holds Tammy in arms tightly and decides to love her forever and ever!
“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.