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The Mother’s Ghost
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2025-12-02 05:58:32
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The First Wife’s Revenge The Sister Of Smoke
Olivia didn’t breathe as she pushed open the iron door to the old archive room.The place smelled like dust, old perfume, and secrets. Heavy shelves lined the chamber, each stacked with relics, letters, broken charms, and ash tainted boxes from the old cult raids. A single lantern burned on the desk like a warning light.“Jessica,” Olivia whispered under her breath. “What did your mother hide here?”Her hands were steady on the outside. Inside, she was a wildfire.She closed the door behind her, leaving the world outside. She needed clarity without noise. Weeks of chaos, war, rituals, and Ethan’s half shadow eyes still haunted her. She needed answers, and she needed them now, before the Widow took full shape again.She scanned the shelves, moving like a woman on a mission.Old cult logs.Ledger books.Spell fragments.She stopped when she saw the leather spine of a book that didn’t fit the rest. Softer. More personal. Wrapped in red ribbon.A diary.Her pulse kicked.She dragged the s
The First Wife’s Revenge The Red Moon Pact
The moon was red again.Not blood red like the night Olivia died the first time, not shadow red like the night she resurrected Ethan.Tonight it burned like a warning, sharp, pulsing, watching her every move.Olivia stood on the balcony of the abandoned Romanian monastery. Wind tore at her black coat like fingers trying to pull her back. The mountains below were quiet, too quiet, as if the land itself waited for her next decision.Ethan slept inside the ruined chapel behind her, if she could call it sleep. His half shadow form pulsed in and out of the candlelight like a glitch in reality. Sometimes he whispered her name. Sometimes he whispered Jessica’s. Sometimes he whispered things that did not belong to this world at all.Olivia exhaled and gripped the stone rail.She didn’t have long.The Widow’s influence was growing.Jessica’s old cult was reawakening.And Ethan, Ethan was the bridge between both worlds.If she wanted to keep him alive, if she wanted to stay alive, if she wanted
The First Wife’s Revenge The Widow Unbound
The storm began with a scream.Not a human scream.Not even a supernatural one.It was something older.Deeper.Worse.A sound born from betrayal, resurrection, and the final shattering of a soul that refused to stay quiet.The scream tore through the estate grounds, cracking windows, shaking trees, making the earth groan as if begging for mercy.Olivia spun around, heart pounding. “Ethan, what’s happening?!”Ethan staggered, clutching his chest as shadows ripped out of him in violent bursts. His body flickered between human and half-shadow, like reality couldn’t decide what he was anymore.“Jessica” he gasped. “She’s… she’s breaking free,”The sky split open above them.A cyclone of ash and white light spiraled outward, twisting into a shape that was almost human and almost monstrous. Sparks, screams, memories, everything Jessica ever was, exploded out of Ethan’s chest and swarmed into the sky like a star being born.Olivia stumbled backward, shielding her eyes. “My God…”The light g
The First Wife’s Revenge The Awakening Ritual
The chamber was built under the old estate. Hidden. Sealed. Forgotten.Olivia stood in the center of it, trembling. The air was cold and metallic, smelling of old magic and dead promises. Heavy stone walls curved around her like a rib cage, as if the room itself was holding its breath.In front of her, on a stone altar, was Ethan.Or what was left of him.His body lay still, pale, too quiet for a man who once dominated every boardroom, every battlefield, every argument. The man who never backed down now looked like a sleeping ghost.But Olivia wasn’t afraid.Not tonight.Tonight she was bringing him back.She gripped the vial in her hand, stolen essence, shimmering like liquid moonlight mixed with shadow. It pulsed with a heartbeat that wasn’t hers.“Ethan,” she whispered. “I’m here. I’m not losing you again. Not to fire. Not to curses. Not to the Widow.”Her voice cracked on the last word.She placed her other hand on his chest.Cold. Too cold.A tremor ran through her, but she didn’
The First Wife’s Revenge After The Smoke
Weeks later, the world believes Olivia died. Ethan roams, haunted by her voice.The public statement went out forty eight hours after the fire.A clean, corporate, sanitized press release drafted by one of Ethan’s executives. “Tragic accident.” “Structural collapse.” “Failure of old wiring.” “No survivors found.”The estate was reduced to ash. Olivia’s ring was the only identifiable object recovered.The world moved on because that was what the world did.Ethan did not.The first week after the fire, Ethan barely spoke. He moved through operations like a ghost with a job title. Meetings, reports, decisions, he executed all of them with a robotic efficiency that made his board whisper.He didn’t sleep, didn’t eat, didn’t stop long enough to let grief catch him.His CFO entered his office on day four with a stack of documents.“Ethan, these require your signature.”He signed without reading.“Are you sure you're okay?” the CFO asked softly.Ethan looked up with hollow eyes. “Deliverable
The First Wife’s Revenge The White Fire
The estate felt different that morning.Too quiet.Too heavy.Too still, like the house itself was holding its breath.Ethan walked through the west wing without blinking, eyes unfocused, steps unsteady. He hadn’t slept. He hadn’t eaten. He hadn’t even changed his blood stained shirt.He didn’t care.All he cared about was one thing.“Where is she?” Ethan asked the guards stationed by the ruined ritual room.They looked terrified.“She, she’s inside, sir. But you shouldn’t,”Ethan pushed the door open anyway.The moment he crossed the threshold, a wave of heat blew past him.Not normal heat.Not fire heat.Something else.Something alive.Something dangerous.The entire chamber glowed faintly white, like the inside of a dying star. The floor was cracked. The air shimmered. The walls sweated light.And in the center, Olivia stood barefoot, staring at her own hands like she didn’t recognize them.Her skin glowed faintly.White veins pulsed up her arms, glowing brighter with each heartb
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