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The Book That Burns

Author: Sueños
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-16 01:41:24

Olivia sat at her desk with the lamp glowing dim and the night pressing at the windows like a heavy curtain. Her fingers trembled over the keyboard. The cursor blinked at her, waiting. She had been writing for hours, maybe days, it all blurred. Words poured out of her like blood from an open wound.

Her novel.

She told herself it was fiction, a story, nothing more. A way to keep herself sane while Ethan drifted in and out of confusion and Jessica lurked on the edges of every shadow. But the more she wrote, the more the truth spilled through her sentences, raw and naked. She wasn’t inventing. She was remembering.

The novel wasn’t just about her marriage. It was her marriage.

And that terrified her.

Her first chapters were almost word for word what happened the night she met Ethan. The wine spilled on her dress, his smooth apology, the way his smile hooked into her heart and refused to let go.

Then the darker parts slipped in, the fights, the secrets, Jessica’s voice in the background of
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  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Blood Line

    Olivia spent the night running models in her head, psychologic, economic, emotional, strategic.Nothing aligned.Every variable pointed to one conclusion she did not want to face:Something in their history had been engineered.And now Ethan sat across from her in the private suite, her safehouse, her fortress, her crisis war room looking like a man who knew she was about to ask the question that could break both of them.“Tell me,” she said. No warm up. No soft landing. No diplomacy. “Tell me the truth you’ve been dragging behind you like a shadow.”Ethan didn’t answer. He watched her. He watched the way she stood, like the CEO version of herself was welded to her bones.He watched her with the same look he used years ago when he thought she was the only good thing in his world.The look that made everything hurt.“You don’t want the truth,” he said quietly.“I do,” she replied. “I want the operational blueprint you’ve been hiding.”He gave a soft, humorless laugh. “Only you would co

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    Chains Of The Past

    Olivia didn’t hear Ethan enter the penthouse at first. She was too busy staring out over the city, watching the glass towers glow like quiet fires against the night. Her own empire, Monroe Atelier, was stable for now. EVE Corp, run by her clone, was expanding fast. Too fast.Two Olivias running two empires.A shadow war rising.And in the middle of it all, Ethan, the man who had once sworn he loved her, then betrayed her, then claimed he’d done it to “protect” her.She hated him for it.She missed him for it.She wanted to forget him.Her heart refused.The door clicked.She didn’t turn.“Olivia,” he said quietly. His voice was a knife wrapped in velvet, soft, dangerous, unforgettable.She stiffened. “You used a key card. Those were supposed to be deactivated.”He stepped closer. “You know I always find a way back in.”Her hands curled into fists. “Break into my home again, and I’ll have you thrown off the balcony.”He almost smiled. “I missed your warm welcome.”She finally turned.H

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Empire Splits

    For weeks, the world had been whispering one phrase,“There are two Olivias.”At first, people assumed it was a metaphor, the press describing a woman torn between business and scandal.But the rumor hardened into a worldwide obsession after two photographs leaked:one Olivia entering the Romanian estate…and another Olivia boarding a jet in London the same night.Two faces.Two bodies.Two identical women with identical pasts.And now, two rival empires.Olivia stood before the glass windows of her penthouse headquarters, watching the skyline burn with early morning light.The world was shifting under her feet faster than she could anchor herself.Behind her, screens showed headlines:MONROE ATELIER’S RETURN THE PHOENIX RISESEVE CORP CEO APPEARS IDENTICAL TO MONROE’S OLIVIAWORLD QUESTIONS IDENTITY THEFT, CLONING, OR LEGENDHer team whispered nonstop, overloaded with crisis, strategy, forecasts.But Olivia remained calm.No blinking.No panic.She had lived through everything, betra

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    Mirror Self

    Olivia stood alone in the office long after midnight, the city glowing beneath her like a restless machine. Traffic streamed, skyscraper lights flickered, and the world kept turning as if her life wasn’t cracking open like glass.On her desk sat the folder she found in the Romanian lab, PROJECT EVE SUBJECT O-01.Her name. Her handwriting. Her date of birth. And yet, impossible.She leaned back in her chair, fingers pressed to her temples.She never felt so alive and dead at the same time.The clone was awake.In the same city.And she looked exactly like her.Not similar.Not related.Not a twin.A replication.A perfect one.Her phone buzzed.The Security said “Ms. Monroe, rooftop access breach. No signs of forced entry.”Her pulse slammed against her ribs.Another message immediately followed:“We advise you return home. High level threat detected.”Of course they found a threat.Olivia already knew who it was.She grabbed her coat, pulled her hair into a low knot, and strode to th

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Phoenix Code

    After what Olivia saw that day, she did not sleep. She couldn’t. The truth serum confession still echoed through her mind like a bell placed right against her skull, Jessica saying she wasn’t the beginning of the empire. She was the product. One of many. Born from a bloodline that had been engineered, curated, and recycled through centuries of manipulation.“Not the first,” Jessica had whispered before collapsing. “Never the first. Never the last.”But Olivia needed data, not riddles.So at dawn she powered through her field team like a CEO tearing through a quarterly briefing. No hesitation. No noise. No wasted motion. She demanded a full extract from the Romanian estate: drive images, server pulls, archived surveillance, medical waste logs, cryptic notebooks, all of it.By 9:17 a.m., she had twenty flash drives sitting in a stainless steel tray in front of her, each marked with the same symbol, Ω; the omega.The end of a cycle.Or the beginning of one.She locked the office door, c

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    Rebirth Protocol

    Olivia drove through the Romanian mountains like she was chasing the end of the world.Jessica’s collapse still replayed in her mind, the stiffening body, the wrong voice, the dark promise of rebirth.Jessica wasn’t dead.Not alive either.Something was happening to her. Something the cult never meant Olivia to witness.But there was one clue Jessica left behind, forced out by the truth serum:“Everything started under the estate.”So Olivia went to the estate.The sky above Transylvania was a bruised violet, the kind that made the mountains look older than time. Wind howled across the fields. The mansion Jessica owned, the one she never let anyone enter, stood in pure silence, its windows black, its walls covered in vines like a grave too old to remember its name.Olivia stepped out of the car and stared at it.She felt it before she heard it.A hum. Faint. Mechanical.Alive.Her heart thudded.“Jessica… what did you build under here?”She pushed open the front doors. They creaked l

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