He Came Back, I Broke Him
Eighteen months ago, the man I loved shattered my heart, claiming everything between us was a mistake. Now, he's back, a ghost of his former self, a rookie tryout in my pro esports team. And I will make him regret crawling back.
Clifton, captain of a legendary esports team, was secretly battling a severe wrist injury that threatened his career, every match a fight against his own body. He pushed through the pain, ignoring doctors' warnings, desperate to maintain his god-like status.
His world was already on the edge, but nothing prepared him for seeing Justice Terry again in the team basement. Justice, pale and trembling, his eyes wide with naked terror, was now a rookie tryout.
Clifton had spent a year and a half trying to forget that rainy Chicago alley, the raw revulsion in Justice's eyes, the whispered "it wasn't real" that had left him heartbroken. Justice had vanished, and Clifton had erased every trace. Now, the boy who once looked at him like he was the sun was back, flinching at his touch, displaying a deep, primal fear. Amidst sponsor pressure and whispers of being "washed," Clifton saw Justice's return as a chance for vengeance. He publicly humiliated Justice on a live stream, forcing him into a suicide mission, then coldly benched him.
Yet, the satisfaction never came. Instead, a hollow emptiness and a torrent of questions: What had truly happened in the past? Why was Justice here, and what trauma had carved such fear into his bones?
Clifton, unwilling to be fooled again, swore to uncover every secret and every lie. He would force Justice to explain why he had returned, even if it meant tearing down everything they both had left.
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Chapter 9
Clifton POV
At 8 PM, Clifton sat in his private streaming room. He adjusted the webcam, tilting it up so the frame only showed his chest and face. The fresh black brace wrapped around his right wrist had to stay invisible.
Delmus rolled in a cart of sponsor-branded energy drinks. Clifton grabbed a Monster, popped the tab with his left hand, and took a slow sip. The sugar and caffeine would inflame his joints. He didn't care.
"The lights in the basement are still on," Delmus said. "That Justice kid is in the alcove again. He's going to kill himself playing like that."
Clifton's fingers crushed the aluminum can.
Delmus left.
Clifton stared at the "Start Streaming" button. He clicked it.
The viewer count exploded. Thousands per second. The chat became a blur of screaming fans and toxic haters.
Did Ash really get solo-killed by a nobody trainee?
Is the god washed?
Clifton read the comments. His eyes were ice. Normally, he'd have his moderators start banning. Tonight, he didn't.
He leaned into his microphone. "Since you all care so much about the new kid, let's do something special."
He opened the Aegis internal Discord. Found the ID he was looking for.
Ember.
Justice was sitting alone in a locked, password-protected voice channel. Solo practice.
A cruel smile curved Clifton's lips. He used his server administrator rights. Clicked and dragged his own icon—Ash—directly into Justice's locked room.
A sharp ding echoed in his headset.
The frantic clacking of Justice's keyboard instantly stopped. Like someone had pulled the plug on his life support.
Clifton didn't say a word. He just listened to the heavy, ragged, panicked breathing coming through Justice's microphone.
Fifty thousand viewers heard the dead silence.
Clifton spoke slowly. "Let me introduce you all. This is the genius tryout who 'solo killed' me this afternoon. Ember."
The chat exploded.
Ten seconds of agonizing silence. Then a sound came through the headset.
"Captain." Justice's voice was faint. Trembling.
"Get in the lobby," Clifton ordered. "Let's see if Ember can do it again in front of fifty thousand people."
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For one beautiful moment, I thought my life was about to change.
Then he said those words: "I reject you."
In front of everyone. Publicly. Without mercy.
The rejection nearly killed me. But instead, it awakened something ancient inside me. Something that had been sleeping for nineteen years.
I'm a Moon Wolf-the last of a bloodline thought extinct for centuries. The most powerful wolves to ever exist.
Now silver light flows through my veins. I can heal with a touch. Command any wolf regardless of rank. And I bow to no one.
I'm building my own pack, rising from servant to Alpha, becoming the warrior I was meant to be. Meanwhile, Daemon is losing his mind. His wolf is going feral without our mate bond. He's desperate to find me, to beg forgiveness.
Too bad for him-I'm not that broken girl anymore.
He rejected a weak omega.
He'll spend forever groveling to a QUEEN.
But when dark forces hunt me for my power, can I survive alone? And when Daemon shows up offering protection, can I trust the Alpha King who shattered my heart?
A rejected mate romance featuring a groveling Alpha King, a heroine who refuses to stay down, steamy mate bond tension, and a second chance that must be earned.
The Luna he rejected became the Queen he'll never deserve.
7.5
My genius boyfriend, Colten, was my savior. I was the "slow" girl he single-handedly tutored into NYU. He built my entire academic future, and I thought our love story was a fairytale.
But after I found another woman's birth control pills in his bag and caught him in lie after lie with his lab partner, Addisyn, I finally left him. The price was brutal: I failed every class and faced expulsion.
Desperate to save myself, I went back. I played the part of his sweet, obedient girlfriend, using his tutoring to ace my retake exams while secretly planning my escape to a new program.
The day my transfer was approved, he ambushed me with a public proposal. In front of a cheering crowd, he got on one knee with a diamond ring, ready to trap me in his perfect life forever.
"Will you marry me?" he asked, his voice full of triumph.
But before I could answer, a different woman stepped forward. It was Addisyn, and her hand was resting on her pregnant belly.
8.4
Elena’s life takes a terrifying turn when she is kidnapped and held for ransom by a ruthless criminal syndicate. Trapped in a high-stakes world of danger, she must rely on her hidden resilience to survive. Her only hope lies with a specialized tactical team led by a cold, elite commander. As they navigate a web of betrayals and intense shootouts, an unexpected bond forms between the captive and her savior, blending peril with a deep, emerging passion.
9.8
After three agonizing months, I finally found my fiancé, Barnett Spencer, at a gala at The Plaza. He had vanished without a trace, and I was on the verge of losing my mind.
But when I saw him on stage, my blood turned to ice. He had a strange woman tucked into his arm, and a lawyer announced that a recent accident had erased the last six years of his memory-our entire relationship.
In front of a sea of reporters, Barnett looked right through me with freezing hostility.
"Miss, you have the wrong person."
He then declared that the woman beside him, Joslyn, was not only the person who saved his life but also his new, legal wife. The news hit me like a physical blow, and the camera flashes swallowed me whole as reporters shoved microphones in my face, asking how it felt to be publicly dumped.
The man I had loved for six years had turned me into a national joke, a delusional stranger trying to cling to his wealth.
That night, as I was drowning my humiliation in a martini, his ruthless younger brother, Dixon, found me. He slid a marriage contract across the bar.
"Marry me," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I want his shares. You want his pain. We both get what we want."
Fueled by alcohol and a burning need for revenge, I grabbed his pen and signed my name. I was no longer the abandoned fiancée. I was about to become my ex's worst nightmare: his new sister-in-law.
7.6
I was kneeling on the cold concrete of an abandoned warehouse, staring at a ticking timer while a masked man held a knife to my throat. My fiancé's nephew, Preston, finally burst through the door, but he wasn't alone. He was clutching my stepsister, Felicia, both of them looking frantic.
The kidnapper gave Preston a brutal choice: the bomb was rigged to the door, and he could only take one woman with him. The other would stay behind to burn.
Without a single second of hesitation, Preston grabbed Felicia's hand and turned his back on me.
"I'm sorry, Annelise," he said, his voice flat and devoid of any real regret.
He slammed the heavy iron door shut, leaving me to scream in the darkness as the flames began to roar. He didn't just leave me to die; he did it to protect his inheritance, treating me like a piece of trash that was finally being cleared from his path.
Later, in the hospital, he didn't even offer an apology. Instead, he raised his hand to strike me, threatening to finish what the fire started if I dared to speak a word about his cowardice. His stepsister laughed, trying to pour scalding coffee on my face while calling me a pathetic loser who should have stayed in the warehouse.
I sat there, cowering and shaking like a broken girl, letting them believe they had won. I watched their cruelty with wide, watery eyes, wondering how they could be so blind to the monster they were provoking.
What Preston didn't know was that the entire kidnapping was a performance I had choreographed myself, and every second of his betrayal was recorded in 4K.
Now, I've successfully moved into the manor of the real king-his uncle, Francesco Lancaster. He thinks he's rescued a wounded bird, but he's actually invited a world-class predator into his home. The game is no longer about survival; it's about total destruction.
7.9
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Kissed by the Killer
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