A teenage girl loses her will to live and commits suicide in a bid to live. Her abusers thought it would be the end of her - but they were wrong, dead wrong. When bodies start turning up and deaths can no longer be naturally justified, It becomes an open secret that Victoria Dante's spirit is walking through the halls of the Halide Academy and her thirst for blood is stronger than ever.
The classrooms of Halide academy held many secrets; The white walls, white chairs, white desks, and the depressing atmosphere which was not one to be reckoned with.
Yet the souls of it's inhabitants were dark and full of filth.
Victoria sat quite amused at the irony. She found it amusing, the school was amusing in it's own sickening way.
A tear fell down her cheeks as she recalled her father, the man who had abandoned both her and her mother.
Her mother,
It always took a lot of encouragement to call that monster her mother. The woman who broke her before anyone else could, of course, after her dad.
The woman who made it her priority to remind Victoria of how worthless she would always be, of how she would never be as pretty as the 'other' girls, who continuously taunted her about how much of a waste of space she was, the bipolar psychotic woman had done quite a number on the sixteen year old.
Some days, she was convinced she wasn't her daughter. especially when the abuse skyrocketed. Other days she would be served breakfast in bed, embraced and showered with 'love'. which was fake. Victoria was terrified of the psychotic woman.
Today hadn't been any better, she recalled being shoved in the shower with her clothes on, tied up, and being coerced into enduring the hot water that came pouring down.
She winced at the thought.
The loud bickering that taunted the silence was becoming quite unbearable. It was like the words kept poking on her sores.
The birds weren't humming anymore, as if to acknowledge the pain and emptiness that dwelled within the distraught soul.
Victoria squeezed the paper in her hands as tears fell down her cheeks.
They were at it again.
Playing that devious game, they called 'fun'.
She wanted to block out their voices. Although they were whispers, they seemed louder than a trumpet being blown.
I hate her!
She's disgusting!
No one loves her!
I can't believe she's related to me!
Filth!
How the hell did she even get a spot at this school!
She looked like she got picked out of trash!
She is trash!
She tightened her fists as she looked back at them and turned back almost immediately, she felt like grabbing the next sharp object and finishing them off.
Maybe that would end the pain that was tearing her apart, her knuckles had turned white as drops of tears fell unto the desk. A flashback invaded her frail mind.
The shuffling of paper and gentle but devious giggles were heard, the scenario seemed familiar to Victoria, very familiar.
The sound of shuffling of papers and slight giggling could be heard, resisting the urge to look back, she began to walk away until she felt something hit her.
She froze mid-walk.
Her eyes darted to the paper on the floor, she frowned as she caught a glimpse of the smirk on her 'cousins' face. Marianna never failed to express her disgust for Victoria, and Victoria was used to it by now.
She ignored the glare and looked downwards for what had been thrown at her, she caught a glance of the piece of paper that had been roughed up.
She quickly unfolded it,and the contents till shook her till date
'die already!'
She trembled thinking of what today's content would be.
She caught sight of a piece of paper, she grimaced, slowly picking it up. she kept her gaze down, she couldn't muster enough courage to look into the eyes of her predators. She wasn't sure she could bear the look of disgust and hate that usually spread across their faces.
Unfolding the paper she read it's content.
List of worthless girls;
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V. I. C. T. O. R. I. A
Die already !!
Victoria wiped her tears and sat up straight a thought invaded her troubled mind. she wanted them all to suffer, she wanted them dead, for each time they toyed with her emotions and called her worthless, for each message they sent that ruined her day, she wanted then to suffer silently and slowly like she always did.
But why?
why so much hate towards a group of students?
Or better put what did a group of 'innocent' students do?
Practically nothing, nothing at all.
They only called her awful names, hit her on countless occasions, ruined her projects and sabotaged her things.
They literally brainwashed the whole school into hating her, but that's nothing right? Nothing to be worried about? -that statement came from the excuse of a principal.
But what would you expect from the person in charge of such a devious and cynical school.
Then again, everyone termed it as nothing,those kids were too 'good' to be involved in such things,Victoria must have done something, yes it had to be her
oh she did do something,
She existed.
That was her only sin and mistake.
Then again they did nothing. They were only playing, playing a game that cost her -her life.
"Stop it!"Victoria said on many occasions as her eyes were red from all the tears she had shed.
She thought they would take her seriously, she thought they would stop. But no they didn't,they never did so she had to put a stop to them.
She didn't want to keep on going through the same path, her legs had been covered with too many bruises to continue on a journey like this.
Victoria was alone, in a world full of wolves,abandoned and neglected. Forced to thread on her own.
She couldn't continue like this, constantly feeling like a culprit in court trying to justify herself to a judge with ear pods on, she constantly felt like a bug, being squared with no mercy at all.
She wanted to end it, to end this suffering
So here she was, sitting on her chair, her hands shivering and her heart racing like a gun was pointed to her head. She felt sharp pains in her temples.
Victoria was fed up. she tightened her fists, stood up and walked up to them.
"I said keep quiet!" She yelled as she pointed a pen at a boy in a threatening manner.
The day she died, Julia Knight called her husband, Atlas Volkan 57 times while a masked man strangled her. As air finally drained from her lungs, his voice filtered through accompanied by hers. His first love whom his priorities lied with, the one he cherished - The one for whom, he would never be able to love her. In this life, she was constantly blamed for pushing his brother to death, snatching her sister's rights, and treated like a doormat in her own home. She was her mother's slave, her sister's puppet and her husband's clown. So, as Julia breathed her last breath, she begged for one chance- just one more chance to live life for herself. When she is reborn, she immediately asks for a divorce. To her surprise, her cold dominating husband refused and went insane trying to win her back.
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"Love is blind!" Lucinda abandoned her beautiful and comfortable life because of a man. She married him and slaved off for him for three long years. One day, the scales finally fell off her eyes. She realized that all her efforts were in vain. Her husband, Nathaniel still treated her like shit. All he cared about was his lover. "Enough is enough! I quit wasting my years with an ungrateful man!" Lucinda's heart was shattered into many pieces, but she summoned up the courage to ask for a divorce. The news caused a stir online! A filthy rich young woman recently got divorced? She was a good catch! Countless CEOs and handsome young men immediately swarmed to her like bees to honey! Nathaniel couldn't take it anymore. He held a press conference and begged with teary eyes, "I love you, Lucinda. I can't live without you. Please come back to me." Would Lucinda give him a second chance? Read to find out!
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.