Shocking Vengeance: War Goddess Returns
Once the cherished heiress of the Douglas family, she lost everything when her parents were brutally murdered and she was framed by her own blood. Labeled a criminal, she was cast into prison with no one to trust and nothing to her name.
Six years later, she returns-not as a broken woman, but as the Scarlet Valkyrie, the deadliest warrior in all of Juzora. Her aim is flawless, her signature weapon Manjusaka strikes without mercy, and her name alone sends tremors through the underworld.
With one hand, she saves her ailing grandmother with the precision of a master healer. With the other, she takes down Draco City's most ruthless criminals. But her true purpose is vengeance. Every debt owed, every wound inflicted, every lie told-she will settle them all, with interest.
The war goddess has returned. And the ones who wronged her are about to learn what it means to face the wrath of a legend.
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Chapter 4
She rushed down the corridor, but the two women had already vanished.
The eighth floor was all luxury suites, thick carpets muffling every step like walking on clouds.
Serena flared her nostrils slightly, picking up the trail of cheap perfume the two women had drenched themselves in. It didn't take her long to narrow it down to a small area.
She took the elevator down in silence and headed for the front desk.
The moment she stepped into the lobby, the front desk girl's eyes lit up.
Red dress, snow-white skin, features delicate like a painting-stunning at first sight.
Swallowing nervously, the receptionist hurried over. "Hello, miss. Can I help you with anything?"
Serena didn't waste words. Her gaze flicked to the tablet in the receptionist's hand, locking on the recent check-ins: Karen Bennett, Nina Bennett, Suite 801.
"I'm with those two. Room 801. I need a key card."
Her voice was calm, but it carried weight-a quiet kind you couldn't ignore.
The receptionist hesitated-but between Serena's looks, her confidence, and the way she said it like a fact, she just nodded.
"Of course. Here you go."
Serena took the card without another word and headed straight for the elevators.
Moments later, she was standing at the door to Suite 801.
Beep-
As the door unlocked, a man's strained voice came through from inside.
She pushed the door open. Through the entry partition, she caught sight of three women by the bed-none of them noticed her arrival.
The two from the elevator had their phones out, filming. And the one climbing onto the bed? Must be the "Cora" they mentioned earlier.
Evan was chained by all four limbs to the bedposts, his wrists already red and bruised. He forced his head up, voice hoarse. "Cora, let me go! I'd rather die than let this happen!"
Cora Bennett smirked, running a hand over Evan's face, her voice sickeningly sweet and twisted. "Didn't wanna marry me? Fine. Then I'll make you into some cheap thing anyone can use."
"Should've just said yes. Would've saved you all this." She reached for his shirt buttons. "But no worries... your first time? It's mine regardless. After that-"
"Ah!"
Before she could finish, her scream ripped through the room. She flailed and tumbled off the bed.
In the camera feeds of Karen and Nina, a hairpin had shot straight at Cora's wrist, right as she touched Evan's shirt, then embedded itself cleanly in the wall.
Blood gushed from the hole now punched through her wrist.
The pin still gleamed, unstained by a single drop of blood.
Karen and Nina froze like statues, eyes locked on the wound, too stunned to even scream.
Cora's face twisted in agony, tears spilling immediately.
She stared at the hairpin in sheer disbelief, then whipped her head around toward Serena, voice shaking. "Who the hell are you?! Did I do something to you?!"
Serena's tone was ice-cold. "I'm your worst nightmare."
Without sparing her another glance, she strode to the bed.
"Evan? You okay?"
There was no answer, only a low groan. He was clearly out of it, completely drugged.
Karen and Nina finally snapped out of their daze.
"You were the woman in the elevator!"
"And you knew his name?"
Karen, clutching Cora who was still gasping in pain, suddenly had a lightbulb moment. "Wait-I know who she is! She's that Serena! The one who got thirty years and vanished! She can't be out yet, must've broken out!"
"So she's a convict?!"
Nina Bennett instantly lost all fear. "Then what are we even scared of? Seriously, our family's full of cops-if she's stupid enough to break out and hurt Cora, she's basically asking for it."
Cora was shaking from the pain, her whole face twisted in fury. Her voice was sharp and venomous. "I already messaged my brother! He's the chief of police-he's on his way!
"You hear me? You better start begging for forgiveness now, or I'll have you thrown into a co-ed prison, serving a hundred men. You still have a chance to say sorry!"
Serena didn't bother replying. Instead, she quickly undid the chains around Evan.
But the second she removed them, the drug hit him full force. His face flushed red, and he started tugging at his own clothes, even reaching for Serena's skirt in a drugged haze.
Serena narrowed her eyes, pulled a silver needle from the hidden slit in her sleeve, and stabbed it into a pressure point on top of his head with surgical precision.
As the needle went in, Evan trembled, and his gaze slowly cleared. He blinked, gripping her hand tightly. "Serena? Is it really you?"
"It's me, Evan. I'm back." Serena gently patted his hand. "Don't worry. What they did today? I'm not letting it slide."
She pierced another point, sending him into a peaceful sleep.
Then she turned, her eyes landing on Cora and her two lackeys trying to sneak out.
Cora froze under Serena's gaze, instinctively recoiling a couple steps. Pain shot through her injured wrist, but she still tried to act tough. "I already called backup! You're dead meat!"
As long as her brother showed up, she'd make Serena regret ever being born.
But Serena's approach had her legs shaking. When Serena got close, Cora instinctively raised her arms to shield her head, terrified she'd get hit again by something sharp.
Serena let out a soft scoff. Pathetic bully who only picks on the weak.
She walked right past her, pulled the hairpin out of the wall with ease, and calmly wiped it clean.
Cora stood there stunned.
Seeing she wasn't being attacked, she thought her threats had worked and her smugness returned. Still pissed about being humiliated, she shot Serena a hateful glare and barked at Karen and Nina, "Well? What are you standing around for? Get me to the hospital already, I'm in agony!"
Serena slid the slender hairpin back into her bun. Just as the three were inching toward the door, she spoke, slow and cold: "Did I say you could leave?
"We're not done talking about what you did to Evan."
Cora swore under her breath. "Fck off! You think I'm scared? Karen, Nina-she's just one person! Grab her!"
Karen and Nina glanced at each other. They were scared, but the numbers gave them confidence. They charged forward, thinking strength in numbers might work.
But before they even touched Serena, she countered with two slaps, fast as lightning.
"Smack!"
"Smack!"
Both girls hit the ground with a crash, blood trickling from their mouths and swelling blossoming on their cheeks.
Seeing that, Cora turned and bolted, only to be yanked back by her hair.
Serena pulled hard, forcing her to look up, and the pain had Cora howling curses. "Let go! Btch! When my brother gets here, you're toast!"
Serena clicked her tongue. "With a potty mouth like that, bet you're used to chewing on crap."
"How about a reminder?"
With that, she dragged Cora straight into the bathroom and shoved her head into the toilet like it was nothing.
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Promotional line: They killed me once. This time, I'll destroy them first.
9.2
Aria Giovanni has never been a rule breaker, until her last year in college.
She unknowingly spent a night with her new professor, professor Damon Carter.
She thought he was just a professor.
He knew she was the key to his revenge.
Aria Giovanni has only one goal... graduate from Westbridge University and finally leave behind the struggles of student life. But that reckless night out changes everything when she was in the arms of a mysterious stranger... one she's sure she'll never see again.
Until she walks into her literature class.
Damon Carter isn't just a professor, he's a billionaire leading a double life. His mission is simple, get close to Aria, use her to lure out her father... Robert Giovanni... the man who destroyed his life five years ago.
But as his carefully laid out plans unfold, Damon finds himself entangled in something far more dangerous than revenge... desire.
Aria knows she shouldn't fall for her professor. He's older, off-limits, and far too dangerous for her heart.
When the truth comes out, shattering her world, Aria is forced to face the ultimate betrayal.
Now, with her future on the line, and her heart caught between love and revenge, she must decide...
Will she walk away from him forever, or surrender to the man who's been obsessed with her from the start?
9.2
My ten-year relationship was supposed to end with our future in Dublin, a tribute to my late father. Instead, it ended when I overheard the man I loved call me a "stage-five clinger" he couldn't wait to get rid of.
He had secretly changed our corporate transfer to Austin for a new intern, boasting to his friends that I'd come running the second I found out.
To secure her promotion, he stole my father's priceless hard drive-his entire legacy. When I confronted them, his new girl dropped it into a puddle, destroying it right in front of me.
Ezekiel didn't apologize. He shielded her and screamed at me.
"Your dad is dead, Finley! Does Blake have to die over some dead guy's broken hard drive?!"
He gave me an ultimatum: apologize to her and change my transfer to Austin before the midnight deadline, or else.
He thought he had me on lock.
But as the clock ticked past midnight, I was on a one-way flight to Dublin, my old SIM card snapped in two. This time, I was choosing my father's legacy over him.
7.8
Growing up as the maid's daughter in the glittering, suffocating Collins mansion, Nora Macie has perfected the art of being invisible. Enter Asher Collins. Rich, ruthless, and infuriatingly untouchable, unfortunately for Nora, her stepbrother has always had the power to ruin her with a single word.
The moment a private video she never intended anyone to see is accidentally sent straight to Asher Collins. Except Asher doesn't expose her. He becomes curious... and dangerously invested.
He will remake her. Not just into someone noticed, but into someone unforgettable, someone who commands attention the moment she walks into a room.
Suddenly, the boys who never knew her name are watching her. Through it all, Asher remains in control... or at least he should be.
Because the closer Nora gets to becoming everything he designed, the harder it becomes for him to remember that she was never meant to be his.
*
His fingers lifted, brushing lightly along the side of her throat. "I think you've been lying to yourself," he said. "Because your body already knows what it wants."
Her breath faltered. "I swear, I'll kill you if you don't back the hell up."
And then, without giving her the chance to retreat, he closed the final inch between them. "I would much rather you kiss me."
7.1
I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive.
Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice.
"It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison."
She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole.
I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath.
Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him.
"I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."
9.0
Few weeks until graduation everything should go smoothly. That's what Cephan Miller thought until he was dared to sleep with his highschool teacher, Miss Abby Sean, the beautiful but reserved teacher who was always on her own.
He did have sex with her, but from then onwards, he wanted to keep doing it.
He knew it was dangerous, but kept on with it.
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