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Bella was haunted by her nightmares, but those nightmares are all bloody. She just wanted to live normal like everyone else but first she must get her revenge
Everything was so dark, but I could make out his face as he spoke to her. "Where is Rose? If you tell me, I might spare you." She smiled and replied, "You'll spare me? Shouldn't I be the one asking where my daughter is, Mr. Stones?"
"When we married our daughter to you, we thought you would take care of her. But now, here you are, asking about the very person you swore to protect with your life," she said, her eyes mirroring the same dangerous look he was giving her.
"Anyway, why don't you sit? Let me get some tea for you. When my husband returns, you can tell him what you did to his daughter," she added with another smile that spelled nothing but danger.
I woke up, sweat drenching my skin. The nightmares were back. I hadn't had those dreams in nearly a week, and I thought I was finally overcoming them.
I decided to go about my normal morning routine, but it was too early-it was only 3 a.m. I walked to my wardrobe, changed into my sportswear, and headed down to the gym.
I worked out until six, then decided to freshen up so I could join my sister and Uncle Smiths for breakfast. We had new recruits joining the team today, and it was our job to ensure they were strong enough. Our team couldn't afford to have any weak links.
I was about to open my door when I saw my sister coming out of her room, already dressed. "Sis, you're up practicing again?" she asked, her face full of concern.
I smiled. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to practice a bit before we enter the battlefield. Remember, we have a lot of interviews today."
"I know, but you should save your strength for the interviews," she said as she started walking away.
"I'll be down in a few minutes. Tell Uncle Smiths I'll join you soon," I called after her.
"Okay, I will. Let me go down first-we don't want to keep him waiting," she replied before heading downstairs.
You're probably wondering why I call him Uncle Smiths. He's not my biological father. He found Lisa and me on the streets, trained us for his own purposes, and later decided to adopt us as his children. But what kind of father uses his kids for underworld jobs? Anyway, that's a story for another day.
Although he gave us the life we wanted, we never lived like other kids. We fought and fought until we were exhausted. But I'm not complaining-I need him to get to the person I want most in this world. So, it's a win-win.
I went downstairs after freshening up. "Good morning, Uncle Smiths," I greeted him.
"Morning, Bella. How was your night? I presume you had a lovely rest," he asked with a smile.
"Yes, Uncle, I did," I lied with a forced smile. Soon, breakfast was served, and we all ate in silence.
Once we finished, the servants cleared the table.
"Okay, girls, today's interviews are up to you. Make your papa proud, alright? I have a meeting to attend, so I'll see you both later. And don't forget to each pick a male partner for the upcoming job," he said, finishing his coffee.
Lisa bid him goodbye with a kiss, while I just smiled. "Have a nice day, Uncle, and don't forget to take your security detail with you."
"Sure, Bella, don't worry too much about me," he said, kissing my cheek before he left.
"And who are you? What do you actually know about us? Did you come because you saw I was alone, because you know you are way stronger than I am? Did you come to have your way with me, because that's what I have to face in the hands of men? First it was that fat, smelly, and unkept idiot at the grocery store, then Mr. Ken, and now you!" I roared in anger. I was struggling to catch my breath and talk slowly. "Oh, so this is why you were getting all worked up. Sorry, sweetie, but I'm not even a bit interested in your body. You don't know who I am, do you?. Well, let me introduce myself. I am Damion Volk." He said it like I was supposed to know who he was. I just stared at him in total confusion. "You don't know me." He said and let out a little laugh before running his hands through his hair.He looked up to the sky as his pair of grey eyes reflected the moon. Piercing grey eyes that seem to bore into those he meets, a chiselled face with sharp angles, and a small, sly smile that hints at a mischievous sense of humour. His dark grey hair styled perfectly, framing his face with a sense of sophistication and control. His features are refined, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline that speaks to his confidence and determination. But it's his eyes that truly reveal his nature-cold, calculating, and always seeming to size others up, even as they sparkle with a playful glint that suggests he's up to something. His gaze is hypnotic, drawing others in even as they sense the danger lurking beneath the surface.
Lilly was eleven when her parents was murdered, that night was supposed to be her birthday but something unexpected happened. Lilly never understood what happened, all she knew was that she must keep the key safe. Her mother handed her the key and made her swear to keep it safe. Lilly's brother Michael managed to escape with Lilly that night but he knew that they couldn't stay together much longer. After all their father got betrayed by his best friend. Michael tried to keep Lilly safe but at the end they both got separated. Lilly knew she had to keep her self safe because lots of people have sacrifice themselves just so she could be safe. But while trying to do so she jumped off the cliff and found herself at the other side of the country. There she started a new life, but it wasn't what really thought it could be. She thought Michael will come for her like he promised, but he never came. Eleven years past Lilly was still hoping that Michael will come but he never did. When an opportunity showed itself at her door she didn't hesitate to take it. She had to marry the famous lawyer, Eric Sarton just so she could find the people who killed her parents. Little did she know that her whole life were about to change.
She looked so young, what was she doing inside the cave of the curse? She was just a child , how was she able to pass the spell placed at the door? She walked up to me, raising her small tiny hand to touch me. I back away immediately glaring at her thinking that it will scare her away. "It's okay, you don't have to be scared. Am not going to hurt you. My name is Elena and I am six years old, what's your name?" She asked, smiling at me. Why would the moon goddess let a six year old Inside a beast cave? Is she trying to test me? "You don't have a name? Then I will call you Snow since you look so white and beautiful as the snow" she said, reaching out to touch me again. Then something caught my attention, she was wearing the moon necklace, the only thing that consists of the power that can let me out of here. I tried moving close to her but the chain around my neck was preventing me. I started drawing back and she followed me in, she was just one step away from me. Is time for me to get away from this pit of hell. Once she was closer to me I pounced on her. Her scream filled the cave, but all I wanted was my freedom, my revenge. Am going to destroy the world, I will burn it down.
"But why won't you kiss me back, wait don't tell me I didn't meet the standard of the girls you kiss and make out with" "Brianna your hand is bleeding come let's stop it and cover up that wound" there is no way am having this conversation with her. "I don't want to cover wounds, I want you to answer my question?" "Brianna please drop it you are playing with fire"
"Amber stay away from me, or I may hurt you" "No you won't hurt me, i trust you" "Am not who you think I am" he said "I know who exactly you are, never push me away cause you are stuck with me, forever"
I am Mia, the dark PRINCESS. I was the beginning and I am also the ending. I am the light that brights the dark path..........
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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