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 5
I looked at him and tried to recall his face but nothing came up. "Uhhhhh sorry?"
"You don't recognize me? Are you joking right now?" He asked.
I gave him a blank stare in response. I have been to a couple of clubs and he doesn't expect me to remember everyone I danced with.
"Soho. You were with your friend who got drunk and you had to leave suddenly." He explained. "Oh! Yeah. Wow, we meet again."
He nodded and smiled, "its great running into you again."
"Uh same here. I had to grace my sight with a reminder of a good looking dude." I wiggled my eyebrows at him.
"Hello! We aren't invisible, you know." One of the males exclaimed.
" And flirting while on the job, what a slut." One of the girls said, giving me a look of disgust.
"Lacy, what the hell? Why'd you have to be rude?" The Soho dude say d to her scoldingly.
I had to literally hold my tongue from spewing out sarcasm that murders self esteem so I smiled sweetly at her.
"Darling, now be nice. You don't address people as such." I spoke to her in a tone as if I were talking to a child.
"Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?!" She fumed at me.
"Megan, your waitress for tonight." I gave a slight bow of my head and walked away from their table.
"I need to see your manager! How dare you talk to me like that?" Her voice echoed behind me in anger as I walked away.
I went to meet another waiter, Jason with a pleading look. " Jason, could you please switch tables with me until the customers at table nine leave?"
"Why? What did you do?" He inquired.
"Hey! Why is it that I'm the one you're suspecting to be at fault?" I frowned at him.
"Because your words lack filter." He shrugged his shoulders.
"No it doesn't!"
"Yes it does. Sharp like the edge of a dagger."
"Okay, fine but I didn't say anything to them so I'll be able to keep my job. There's one extremely rude girl among them. So please switch with me, huh? I pleaded with him.
"Alright." He agreed. "Oh Thanks." I explained their order to him and that was how we switched for the night and I was able to avoid trouble.
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I had just finished my last class for the day and a smiled stretched on my face when it came to mind that it's Friday. I get to sleep in tomorrow since my shift doesn't start till 2pm.
My phone began to ring, I checked and saw it was Drew calling. "Hello,"
"Hey Megan, where you at?" He asked.
"I'm at the broadcasting studio. I just finished with class." I replied.
"Great! Let's hangout, I need your help with something. Could you come meet me at the sculpting studio?" He said.
"Sure." "Alright then, see ya." He ended the call and I began my journey to where he was.
"I'm outside." I told him on the phone when I had gotten there.
"Come inside, go straight and enter the second door by your right." Came his response.
I signed and ended the call, following his descriptions, I walked inside the said doorway and saw a group of four boys in the room chatting away.
"Hey," I said, to catch their attention.
"Hey Meggy," Drew smiled at me and got up to meet me. He ushered me to where the rest of the boys were sitting.
"Guys, meet Megan, my friend. Megan, meet my pals, Ryder, Niall, Louis and Harry."
"Fancy seeing you again." Harry said.
"You again?" I recognized him to be the Soho dude.
"You know each other?" Drew asked.
"Yes" "not really". Harry and I said in unison.
"Okayyy, tell me, how did you meet?" Drew asked.
"At a club and then we ran into each other last week when he and his friends came to dine at the restaurant." I explained to him.
"I apologized for how Lacy spoke to you the other day. I tried to find you but I was unable to get to you. We were served by another waiter and I asked him how to reach you but he didn't disclose anything." Harry said.
I shrugged and said, "apology accepted."
"We need to get going. Goodbye guys." Drew bid them farewell, picked up his bag and lead me out of the room.
"How are you friends with Harry?" I asked him.
"His parents and my parents know each other so we've been around each other while growing up, not frequent though." He answered.
"Oh. So what do you need my help with?"
"I'm in need of some inspiration. I was painting a piece some days back and I got a dead end so I need to come alive." He said. We got into his car.
"So my job is to be the muse?"
"Somehow." He replied.
"Okay, let's go. Let me see what you're working on." I said. He nodded in response and started the car, heading to his studio.
"Yeah, and you'd better be inspiring." He said with a threatening look.
"Don't you worry my dear, I give the best" I said, assuredly. He shook his head in self pity while starting up the car and I laughed at him.
"Dai, andiamo amico!" (Come on, let's go friend.) I said, tapping his shoulder.
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A couple of hours later, we came a field. It was getting late. "Where's this place?" I asked, both of us coming out of the car.
"I stumbled upon it during a road trip sometime back." He said.
It was a vast field from what I could see. I walked towards it, totally awed by the sight. With is being the time of sunset, it gave a mesmerizing view.
"It gives a calming aura, like everything is at peace here." I said, turning to take a look at what Drew was doing.
"Yeah, kinda." He responded, bringing out supplies from the trunk of the car. I continued to look around while he set up his painting supplies. After a while, I didn't hear anything from him and turned to look for him, only to see him painting with a serious look on his face.
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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
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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.
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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.
"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.