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 3
I rang the doorbell and the door opened to reveal Camile.
"Meggy!" She exclaimed. "I missed you!" She threw herself at me. I caught her, laughing as I hugged her. "I missed you too, my love." I replied.
I closed the door behind me and carried her into the house, chatting and giggling. "Not even a minute and Camile's become a parrot. How do you do it?" Mr Iginio asked.
"Because she's my lil'baby. Like mother like daughter, right Mili?" I said. She nodded in agreement.
"Ohh very good. Since she's your daughter, then what does that make me?" Stella asked, coming into the living room.
"The original mother. I'm the artificial mom." I replied.
"Wow, you look stunning, ma'am." I wiggled my eyebrows at her. Mr and Mrs Iginio are a good looking couple and they passed the genes to their kids, Camile and Carlos.
Speaking of Carlos, I haven't seen him around. "Where Cally?"
"He's with his brother upstairs." Mr Iginio replied.
"Brother, which brother?" I asked, confusion coating my face.
"Andy is back. Our big brother." Camile answered.
My confused self looked at both husband and wife. "You haven't met our eldest son because he was staying in Italy." Stella explained.
"Andrew! Come down, someone wants to meet you. Carlos! Meganer's here." She called out.
"So, we'll be back later by 11pm or so?" She turned to Mr Iginio for an affirmation.
"Yeah, sure." Mr Iginio answered.
"Okayyyy, so we're gonna have a blast then." I highfived Camile, grinning widely. Quick footsteps came down the steps.
"Megan!" Carlos shouted excitedly while running down the stairs. I put Camile down and turned to face him fully while spreading out my hands, with a full blown smile on my face. I hugged him.
" How's it going, young lad?" I asked. "All good. We haven't seen you around for a while." He said. Carlos is Camile's twin brother, the older of the two.
"Yeah, been a little busy." I answered.
"Oh, Andrew, meet Megan, our babysitter/ employee." Mr Iginio said. I looked up to see a boy looking like he's in his teens. I waved at him with a slight smile on my face.
"It's you." He said. "Me?" I pointed at myself.
"You don't remember my face, do you?"
"Uh, no, sorry. I have a weak signal for picking up facial records. Do you know me?" I asked.
"Yes and no. I was the one who talked to you about zoning out in class but you ignored me and walked out of class like I was invisible." He said.
I smiled sheepishly "Sorry. I'm not really keen on befriending people."
"You know each other?" Stella asked. "We are in the same literature class." He said.
"Oh good. There's no need for introductions then. We need to get going." Mr Iginio said.
We all said our byes and they left. "So how is it that you're just coming into the picture now?" I asked Andrew.
"I don't understand." He said. "I mean, what made you come back to stay now?"
"I decided that I've stayed in Italy enough and I need to come back to my family, bond with my siblings."
"That's good. So what's your major?" I asked.
"Studio art. Focusing more on painting and photography. You?"
"Cool! Well mine's kinda boring. Journalism. Nothing exciting to see here." I answered.
He laughed and said journalism will put me out there. I hummed in agreement.
"So what do you do for fun, dear Andy?" He raised his eyebrows at me.
"Uhh, alot but I don't think the kids will find as much fun as I would." He responded.
"We could watch movies." Camile suggested.
"No, I want to play games in the game room." Carlos objected.
"Alright, no worries my dear. We adults will just split ourselves to spend time with you two. How about I watch movies with Mili and you play games with Cally." I suggested, looking at Andrew.
"Milli and Cally?? What sorta nicknames are those?" Andrew asked in bewilderment.
"Cool nicknames wonderfully crafted by me." I declared with pride.
"Cool? Those nicknames are weird!" He exclaimed.
"No they're not! And besides, they like it. Don't you?" I turned to Carlos and Camile in question.
"Of course!" "I love it." They chorused their responses. I turned to Andrew and stuck out my tongue at him.
"What!! You can't actually like those ridiculous names." He said.
"We do like it." Camile replied. I stuck out my tongue at him and he laughed at my childish behavior.
I learnt that they've had dinner so Camile and I consumed a large tub of chocolate ice cream and popcorn while watching through movies in the movie room.
The movie room is like a mini living room with sofas in it and a table at the middle to place drinks or snacks on, with a very large flat screen to watch whatsoever movie you wanted.
At some point, Camile fell asleep and I cleaned up the mess we made in the movie room, carried her to her room and laid her to sleep. I went to go check on Carlos and Andrew in the game room.
The game room was also sized like a mini living room, with sofas for relaxing and then filled with various games. It's just like a mini arcade.
I couldn't find them there so I went to Carlo's room to see if he's there. I saw him sleeping in bed so I left to go to the living room and scrolled through my phone to keep me busy until Mr and Mrs Iginio came back home.
"Camile's asleep?" I looked away from my phone and saw Andrew coming towards me.
"Yeah," I put away my phone. He sat beside me. "How long have you known my parents?" He asked.
"Two years. I thought you'd be asleep." I said to him.
"If you've got a stranger in your house, would you fall asleep?" He retorted.
"Hmmm." I nodded in agreement. We started chatting and a while after, we heard his parents arrive.
"We're back." Stella announced in a sing-song manner.
"Mamma e papà" Andrew said.
"Benvenuti" I greeted. Andrew sharply looked at me, "you speak Italian?"
"Err, a little bit. I'm still learning though." I replied.
"Wow." "The kids are asleep in their room and now I'll be on my way." I said to them.
"La ringrazio." Mr Iginio said. I smiled in response, said my byes and left.
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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.
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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."
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To hell with the script. Today, I was going to expose this fake PR marriage myself.
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7.7
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Those were the words Sienna gave me the day I moved in.
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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
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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.
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"You want a divorce?"
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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.
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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!"
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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.
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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.
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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.
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