SCARRED HEART
"C'mon, move it!" I whisper-yelled at Amber amidst the burning flames and smoke even though I could see that she was exhausted.
"I'm tired!" She whispered back. "I'm also exhausted and in pain but do you see me slacking off? You got me in this mess in the first place so don't you dare play the tired card." I said to her angrily not bothering to keep my voice quiet anymore.
We heard cracking sounds and looked to the direction the sounds came from. One of the pillars holding the warehouse broke away and was falling towards Amber.
"Watch out!!!" I yelled and pushed her out to the other side of the direction the pillar was falling to.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed from a searing pain from my ankle.
Megan is a college student who lacks parental love due to the fact that her lifestyle is not in accordance with what her parents chose for her. She meets Harry and she fell for him along the line but they ended up being manipulated which led to their breakup. Years later, secrets are revealed, mysteries are solved and Harry wants Megan back in his life but she is no more the same person she was before. The question is: will she allow her emotions dance in freedom or will she put it in a cage, locked away?
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Chapter 1
*Megan's POV*
"Open the door Amber, I need to get inside." I banged the door. I just came back from school to find myself locked out of the house and I know my annoying best friend Amber is inside the house doing god knows what.
"Stick your ass out for a few more seconds girl, I'm almost done" she yelled from inside the house.
I grit my teeth in annoyance, I will soak her head in the bathtub filled with cold water once I get inside my house.
After a while, she opened the door. I immediately rushed in and as I was running to my room, a delicious aroma stopped me and I made my way into the kitchen.
Getting there, I saw that the dining table has been set, on it lies three plates of spaghetti, a tray full of blueberry muffins and a chocolate cake with lit candles on top of it.
"Am, did you cook?"
"Happy birthday Meg and yea I did cooked" she went to the dining and pulled a chair out for me to sit.
I sat on it and she pushed a plate of spaghetti towards me.
"why would you do all these for my birthday? I was planning to sleep through it" I said with my mouth full of crushed spaghetti.
"You are 19 so yea it needs to be celebrated and you better not ruin my hardwork with you stupid comments" she glared at me
"i wanted to throw a party but I didn't want what happened last year to repeat itself so I decided to make these", she grimaced and I laughed.
Last year, on my birthday, I came home to find a party in my house and she shouted "happy birthday Megan, you are finally 18."
I didn't talk to her for weeks until she promised not to throw parties for my birthday again.
I don't see the fact why birthdays should be treated special, I mean...
birthdays should be treated special, I mean they are like other normal days. "Make a wish", I rolled my eyes and blow out the candles making no wishes. She packed the dishes and went to drop the dishes in the sink. I carried the tray of muffins and ran to my room.
"Hey come back here with those muffins" Amber shouted, "never! thanks for the meal it was delicious" I shouted back. I locked my room door after I got inside and sat on my bed devouring the little delicious commodities that are sitting on my tray. Amber deserve an award for her cooking. I could finish a bowl of meal and still be craving for more, okay I was kidding. The only reason I consume alot of food is that I love food alot, probably more than I love myself. After I finished eating, I went to take a shower. Jumping on my bed, getting ready to take a nap, a knock was made on my door.
"Megan get ready, we are hitting the club in fifteen minutes" Amber said through the door. "You know I would prefer strangling you right now seeing as you destroyed my chances of taking a well deserved nap. I don't want to go" I tell her.
"If I come back in fifteen minutes and meet you still on your bed, I will make sure you don't taste food in this house for the next two weeks" I heard her footsteps leaving. I got up from my bed and went to my closet. I grabbed a grey t-shirt, a black short sleeved shirt, a pair of grey jeans and white sneakers. Yea i'm a stud and I don't toy with my dressing style.
I wore the clothes and styled the front of my hair into a quiff and pulled the remaining into a low ponytail, wore my sneakers, grabbed
my phone and went out of my room to meet Amber in hers applying red lipstick on her lips.
I let out a whistle "damn Am, If I were a guy I would totally have a hard on right now. You are smoking and I wouldn't mind switching to the lesbian lane." She was wearing a one strapped black dress which stopped mid thigh, had her dirty blonde hair in a ponytail and wore grey heels with a grey clutch to match, her eye lashes coated in mascara making her blue eyes pop. "Guess we are a matching couple then let's make our move to the club and makeout with hot guys" she said with her British accent. I laughed and walked behind her to her lamborghini. Yea a lambo, her parents were pretty much loaded and she's an only child hence she gets spoiled alot. We got in and drove to the club. After getting into the club, she nudged me and pointed to a guy sitting on a chair at a corner with other guys and girls, he was a hot shot. She left me and made her way to the guy. I chuckled, typical Amber. I made my way to the bar. I told the barman to pour me a glass of vodka, while I was drinking, a guy came and ordered for whisky and I started checking him out. He's hot with his brown curly hair. I saw tattoos peaking out his white shirt. Did I mention I have tattoos myself? yea I have tattoos covering my entire back and have both my arms.
He caught me caught me checking him out and said "like what you see?", wow his eyes are emerald green which makes him more hotter. "Well you're not bad looking and did you just speak with a British accent?" He laughed and said "yea I did cause I'm British. Do you want to dance?"
"Sure, why not" I finished the remaining of
my drink and we went to the dancefloor to dance to 'You make me feel' by Cobra Starship. "I'm Harry" he says and I tell him "I'm Megan". We got pushed by a dancing couple, I turned to swear at them then I saw that the dancing couple is actually a drunk Amber and that hot guy she went to meet earlier. I told Harry "excuse me, I need to get my drunk friend home now" and pointed to the dancing Amber. He nodded and I went to drag her from the guy and told him to find a new partner.
Amber started whining and I told her to shut her mouth. I went to the car and put her in the passenger's seat and hooked her seat belt. I walked to the driver side, got in and drove to the house. I carried her into the house to her room and removed her shoes and then covered her with her blanket and then went to my room. Feeling tired, I pulled off my shoes, released my hair from its ponytail and quiff bondage, I went to the fridge in the kitchen and took frozen pizzas in the fridge. I took them and microwaved the pizzas and went to the sitting room to watch a movie seeing as its only 11pm. I put in a movie in the dvd and started watching it while eating my pizzas. After a while, I got tired and switched off the tv, went to drop the plate in the sink and proceeded to my room to sleep.
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7.8
I was three million dollars in debt, forced by my agent to star in a reality show as the brainless gold-digger who married a decrepit billionaire.
But right before the live broadcast, as I touched the tacky neon dress I was supposed to wear, a violent vision struck my brain.
I realized my entire life was a script, and I was just a villainous side character designed to make America's Sweetheart look like a saint.
My agent was secretly taking payouts from her PR firm to deliberately ruin my reputation with endless hate traffic.
If I followed his orders today, I would be torn apart by the internet, lose every contract, and eventually die alone in a cheap motel.
I couldn't accept that my every fake smile and stupid decision had been manipulated to destroy me just to elevate someone else.
Why should I let them sell me out and turn my life into a complete joke?
Looking at the ugly pink dress, I threw it straight into the trash.
"You are fired, and my lawyers will be in touch about your offshore accounts."
I poured a glass of freezing water over my head to wash away the heavy makeup and the helpless persona I had worn for years.
I kicked out my backstabbing agent, put on a pair of plain black leggings, and walked out to face the live cameras.
To hell with the script. Today, I was going to expose this fake PR marriage myself.
7.7
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7.7
"My brother is off-limits. And you're really not the type to break promises."
Those were the words Sienna gave me the day I moved in.
But she didn't know how hard it would be when I walked into the house to find her older brother, Zayne Bellandi, dark, dangerous, and annoyingly attractive, waiting for me. Not just in my new home... but in every corner of my life.
And let's not forget how my last relationship ended: watching the guy I thought I loved marry someone else. But here I am, falling into the one thing I promised I'd never touch.
9.5
It was city gossip that Aiden Elliott, a powerful figure, was old, hideous, and close to death.
For money, Millie's greedy father, sly stepmother, and jealous stepsister forced her into marrying this so-called dying man.
Refusing to give in, Millie rebelled by spending the night with a male escort-only to find out later he was the very man she was set to marry, the rumored tyrant himself.
"I'm old and ugly?"
"Impotent?"
"You want a divorce?"
Aiden wouldn't let her go.
From then on, Millie became his cherished wife, pampered and protected, envied by everyone.
8.0
I sat at a table for two in the center of Le Coucou, clutching a gift box that had cost me two months of savings. It was our three-year anniversary, and I was waiting for Gavin to finally ask the big question.
But when the heavy oak doors opened, Gavin didn't walk toward me with a ring. He walked in with a polished blonde heiress tucked under his arm, her hand resting protectively over a small baby bump.
"This is Tiffany Stone. My fiancée," he said, his voice devoid of any warmth. He didn't apologize for being late or for the three years we'd spent together. Instead, he pulled out a checkbook, scribbled a number, and slid a ten-thousand-dollar check across the white tablecloth.
"Consider it severance for your time," he added, as Tiffany mocked my cheap drugstore dress. "Don't contact me again. Tiffany doesn't need the stress." I was the entertainment for the entire restaurant—the pathetic girl dumped for a better model. By the time I walked out into the rain, I had lost my boyfriend, my home, and the funding for my secret medical research project.
I was an orphan with no safety net, facing an eviction notice and a ruined career. I had given Gavin everything, and he had discarded me like a broken tool. The injustice burned in my chest, a hot, sharp rage that replaced my tears.
Desperate and freezing, I ducked into a coffee shop where I met Colton Bentley, a reclusive billionaire in a wheelchair. After I defended him from a cruel date, he offered me a contract: a marriage of convenience and a seven-figure payment to act as his shield. I signed the papers that night, ready to use his wealth to rebuild my life. But as I watched my new husband navigate his penthouse, I noticed his "paralyzed" legs tense with a strength that shouldn't exist.
9.5
He was born from the void between stars - a being of immense power, forged from cosmic origins.
For thousands of years, he walked among humanity, protecting them and keeping his true strength hidden. After losing the only family he had, grief led him to seek his own end... only to wake up in a world entirely unlike his own.
Here, cultivation is the main path to power. Those who master spirit qi gain superhuman strength, speed, and abilities that place them far above ordinary people. Four great sects rule the land, competing for resources, secrets, and dominance over each other.
Icaros joined the Li Sect, where he found companions he came to trust and care for: the capable and easygoing Li Han, the sharp and composed Su Yan, and the spirited Nelly. For a time, he felt he had found a place to belong, even as he kept his true nature hidden and wondered whether he could ever learn to cultivate like those around him.
Everything changed when their voyage was suddenly attacked. A powerful figure floating in the sky cut their ship apart with sharp, devastating energy strikes, leaving only destruction in his wake. Believing his friends had been lost in the disaster, Icaros chose to stop holding back any longer.
> "I am done hiding!"
He unleashed his full power: golden light blazed from his eyes, he flew at incredible speed, and he broke through every barrier and enemy in his way. On the shores ahead, he tore through hordes of powerful jade monsters, destroying them completely before flying deep into the interior of the island.
Meanwhile, survivors washed up scattered and alone. One young cultivator found himself on the shores of Jade Island - a place most cultivators avoid, as it holds no treasures or useful materials, only danger and endless deposits of ordinary jade. Yet despite the risks, ordinary people have built settlements here, finding safety from the conflicts and power struggles of the outside world.
This island works by different rules. Spirit qi is scarce and unstable, making cultivation far less effective than elsewhere. Instead, the people here rely on advanced technology - weapons and explosives that can injure or even defeat those with great physical strength. Here, skill and preparation can be just as powerful as raw strength, and even the strongest cultivators must move with caution.
Now, Icaros has vanished deep into the island. His companions are lost somewhere across this dangerous land. And the mysterious swordsman who destroyed their ship has already arrived here, searching for an ancient map said to lead to the legacy of a being from another world.
Will they find each other again? And can anyone survive in a place where the usual rules of power no longer hold true?
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8.0
After divorcing my cheating husband, I thought I had found my savior in his powerful business partner, Cole.
For three years, he pampered me like a queen, building a perfect, golden cage of devotion.
But on the day I happily discovered I was pregnant, I overheard him talking to my ex-husband's mistress.
"Elinor is just a convenient tool. If she gets pregnant, I'll fake a paternity test and annul the marriage so she leaves with nothing."
My entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie to secure his position and protect the woman he truly cared about.
Before I could quietly escape, Cole orchestrated a brutal attack.
I was dragged into a dark alley, beaten until my ribs fractured, and my unborn child was violently ripped away from me.
As I lay bleeding out in the freezing rain, my heart shattered into dust.
I didn't understand how the man who kissed me every morning could coldly order his thugs to beat me to death just to appease his real lover.
They left me there to rot, thinking they had finally erased the naive fool who got in their way.
Three years later, the world still believes Elinor Marsh died in a tragic car accident.
But when Cole and his elite circle attend a high-profile Interpol reception, they don't expect the new Chief Liaison Officer to step onto the stage.
I am Helena Fu now, and I have returned to burn their empire to the ground.