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Grace is a young girl who struggled with addiction within the confinement of her home. Never allowed to step out of the house, until help came mysteriously.
Grace is a young girl who struggled with addiction within the confinement of her home. Never allowed to step out of the house, until help came mysteriously.
Her expression made it clear that something was not right. Of course! It wasn't. After she finished yet another round of watching porn and masturbating, who would think she would be alright? There was an unpleasant smell coming from the room. Her clothes were on the floor, and she was gasping for breath. Hot tears went down freely. She was pained, bitter. She never imagined herself engaging in such acts. She didn't include masturbation into the plans she had for herself. Her room was painted blue, the color of her bedsheet was the same as the room.
Her parents were the working class category, so she spent time with their house help. By the time she turned twenty, she was still struggling with her addiction to porn and her tendency to mess up her own body. Not only was she struggling with those, her self esteem was reduced. She would ask herself, how could she call herself a Christian, when her moral life was a complete mess. She lay on the bed, still shedding tears of regrets. How did she get into this mess? How did she end up here? Yes! She recalled spending her entire adolescence at the age of thirteen, she was still in her early teens.
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7 years ago
The only child of her parents, Grace is a thirteen-year-old Nigerian teenager. As funny as it sounds, she was meant to be in school, but no, her parents declined the idea, simply because they felt their only daughter could be corrupted by her environment. So, to keep her educated, private tutoring were organized for her, from her stage as a little child to her teen age. No one could question the authority of the parents, they were people holding high offices and power in the society. From the look of things, one could easily say that Grace lived a happy life.
She was pampered beyond anything a girl could ask for. Their home included a swimming pool, a playhouse, housekeeping services, various toys, outfits, and footwear, ample funds in her account, and a smartphone-not just a smartphone, but a laptop as well. She had the luxuries of life at her feet. But Grace felt something was missing. Yes! A thing she could see her parents didn't see. She lacked communication. She was ignorant of her environment. She was smart, but she also had a very bad social life. Her Christian life was funny too. They were devout Christians who regularly went to church. They never missed one. She always thought she could exercise her freedom. But no, Sundays were supposed to be spent sitting with her parents.
A girl unintentionally stepped on Grace one Sunday after the service. The girl apologized, and Grace accepted, grinning broadly and saying, "It is okay." Her happiness was not derived from the girl's apology, but rather from her discussion with her tutors and a non-family member. But her joy was short-lived.
"Watch your steps next time girl!" her mother thundered, out of the blue. The girl got terrified and left the two immediately.
Margaret, her mother, questioned, "Are you okay?"
With a frown, Grace said, "I was," and left her mother alone. Can life be better than this? she asked herself, before getting into the car. They were driven back to the house by their vehicle.
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
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