Hazel built a protective shield around her, every wall of her body built in neglect and distrust but, she wasn't like this before. She was a calm, sweet, naive girl until she saw the other side of love.
Hazel built a protective shield around her, every wall of her body built in neglect and distrust but, she wasn't like this before. She was a calm, sweet, naive girl until she saw the other side of love.
Hazel sat comfortably in the cemetery alone, glaring in bewilderment, listening to the never ending birds chorus, stirring the air. Hopefully she would someday realize her mother's actual grave for now she will just sit in the woods and cheer the death, feeling the disgust of ghost air, no trace of fear in her eyes, no atom of shame in trying to trade her life for truth, hoping to say home but, there was nothing like home.
The home she once knew is suddenly bathed with greed regardless, people taking people, people stalking people, people condemning the innocent people just to possess their golds and silver she is tired. She will sit here and wait timelessly until her feet are ready to go, until her mouth is full of blood and defensive words, until her wounds are cleared completely, by wounds I mean the invisible one, the one with the biggest cut, the one with the greatest heat. She sat there until the clouds screamed darkness, the wind became unfriendly, the spirits are beginning to feed. Hazel rose in haste and wandered home.
Surprised to still face visitors wandering around in the compound, making all sorts of noise she hissed, they ought to be gone by now, she didn't want to smell the smoke from this wedding, from the arrangements and everything that concerned it. "You think hiding will save you from what you deserve?" The woman that used to be her mother stood and glared at her, standing in the threshold leaving no trace of space for her to trade in, Hazel sculpted her hair in deliberately. "Mum, what do you think I deserve?" The woman batted her eyes and gave a light whisper smile and relaxed as she leaned over. "The peace of watching her get married to your twenty and five years of wasted efforts". Hazel shook her head in disbelief as she watched closely there was a trace of mockery in her eyes and Hazel didn't understand why she was still unsatisfied. "If you want to be successful you must be failure ready, I understand that I must fail to be made and I understand that I will fail sometimes, it doesn't matter how. I have known him since I began to inhale a woman's breath but letting him go also compliments my love for him".
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
After two years of marriage, Kristian dropped a bombshell. "She's back. Let's get divorced. Name your price." Freya didn't argue. She just smiled and made her demands. "I want your most expensive supercar." "Okay." "The villa on the outskirts." "Sure." "And half of the billions we made together." Kristian froze. "Come again?" He thought she was ordinary—but Freya was the genius behind their fortune. And now that she'd gone, he'd do anything to win her back.
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