FAZER LOGINShe suffered a lot because of her uncles' greed, but in a twist of fate, she became the queen of the mafia and returned to take revenge. Sammy was a girl with a past marked by tragedies, but everything she went through made her strong to face the biggest challenge in her life. Someone forced her to undergo plastic surgery, making her face identical to Susan, a woman who caused the wrath of dangerous people in the mafia, including the wrath of her husband, a cruel man known as the King of the New York Mafia. Now she will have to race against time to unravel all the mysteries surrounding this change of identity and what her past has to do with the New York mafia.
Ver maisI finally got my magic and real memories back and now I'm running for my life. Maybe I'm being alittle dramatic since I'm immortal but if you and your magic was being controlled by the most powerful dark God in existence would you do anything but run?
They say that I'm the most powerful God in existence but that has never been farther from the truth. I lost that title the moment he tricked me. The moment he found out my weakness and exploited it.
They call me weak but they don't understand I've fought against dark Gods for thousands of years and won. Yes I allowed them to rule but that was only to protect every dimension from the truth. The truth that he discovered. The truth that he wants.
Im the queen of manipulation. This was never suppose to happen. He was never suppose to see through my lies. I was careful. Everything I did was planned out. How could I go from being the manipulature to the manipulated? How could I have known he was watching me?
Now I have to run for my life literally. "Baby do you really have to run? Let's just talk. I know you are upset with me but Blake and I miss you." He yelled out from behind me. I had escaped him for years. How did he trap me again?
How many Gods did he have put up a barrier to prevent me from teleporting? I had to get to the edge of this Forrest. Once I found the place the wards started I could attack them with my magic. It feels like I've been running forever though.
All I could hear is the leaves crunching under my feet and my heavy breathing. Where was he? This is why he was dangerous. He wasn't like any other God he wasn't impulsive. I'm not dumb to think he stopped looking for me.
No he planned everything out because his one mistake had our bond breaking and me running free. I gained my memories back and freedom because of his mistake. I wasn't a love sick puppy anymore. I would've hesitated when he first spoke to me if I was.
I should've taken up Klaus's offer and went to his realm. I just didn't want to feel like a prisoner anymore. Now look at me. Maybe Klaus will save me or that bright light up ahead will. "Thank you" I whispered out. I finally found the end. I would've celebrated but I wasn't safe until that barrier was down.
Without much thought I was conjuring up as much magic as I could. A crunch behind me had me releasing it without a second thought. I would not be a love sick prisoner again. Right as the gold flames was about to hit the barrier he jumped in front of it.
He took the full blow of the impact. "No." I cried out as I watched the gold deflect off of him turning into nothing but gold mist.. Instantly I had more magic being thrown at him. He was not more powerful than me anymore. I was the reason he was so powerful and he no longer had control over me.
I released enough magic to destroy a planet. I watched as the gold flames traveled towards him. The impact was instant but instead of him being pushed back and rupturing the barrier like I planned, He was absorbing all of it. The gold was going into him. He was feeding off of my power. How is this possible. I am more powerful.
Before he could blink I had enough daggers to rupture the barrier being thrown his way. Thousands of daggers flew towards the barrier with enough power laced in them that the barrier wouldn't stand. As they went to hit it multiple glowing eyes appeared.
He lifted his hands and all of the daggers disintegrated within seconds. He was feeding off of their energy. He came prepared. He let me be free because he was preparing for this day. I took a step back.
I watched as the fire I conjured up blocked their path. It had enough magic in it that no one could get by. I had to think of another plan. I turnt to run the other way when an arm grabbed me and twirled me around.
"Where do you think you are going? You didn't think you would be that fortune to escape him twice?" My second worst nightmare said with menace lacing his voice. How did I end up here. And would I be able to escape a second Time around?
I stay frozen for a few moments, my thoughts are confused, how do I have the same blood type as this Susan? The doctor pushes my chair and puts a tourniquet on my arm, tightening it, then inserts the needle again and collects my blood. “Susan is smart, doctor. She wouldn’t try to do anything stupid right now, with Connor here.” I look at my knees, thoughtfully, then look back at Rita and say: “Yes, Connor is here and there is a big clock with a countdown on my forehead. So I have nothing to lose. Maybe I don't want to suffer the humiliations I've been going through anymore and maybe death isn't so bad for me. Maybe I think breaking up with you, Mistress Rita, is a good idea. Without you, I would no longer have a reason to be alive.” Rita looks at me speechless, the doctor also looks at me. I stand firm, of course I don't intend to kill her, but I want they to understand that I'm not that scared. “Where have you been when you came back with all that attitude? Why aren’t you now b
I desperately approach the mirror. I have to find the scar. I turned my hair from side to side and I didn't see anything. Oh my God, I… found it! I found it, there's something behind my ear. Tomorrow I'll show it to Cristina and she'll get me out of here! I barely slept, dawn breaks and Cristina appears. "Look! Look behind my ear, there's a scar here! They gave me plastic surgery, I’m not Susan!” I scream, full of hope, but Cristina doesn't move, looking at me seriously. “Here, put on these clothes. It should look more presentable today.” “Aren’t you going to look at the scar? Please, Cristina, believe me?” “Stop lying, Susan. Everyone knows that you have already undergone plastic surgery, your beauty is not natural.” I breathe out, discouraged… My God, what can I do to make people believe me? “Get dressed soon, Susan! Mr Marshall is waiting for you.” I nod, lowering my head. I put on something that looked like a maid's dress. It was clean, white and smooth, different from
But the doctor is unfazed and removes the needle, letting go of my arm. "Take the blood again, now." "I won't, Connor. And I know you can't kill me, I'm the only one who can take care of your mother." “Okay, you’re right.” Connor goes to the doctor and looks at him threateningly. “I can't do anything to you, but that doesn't stop me from sending someone after the people you love." "I don't have anyone, I'm alone.", the doctor looks back at him, unfazed, "Why do you think I work for people like you? I have nothing to lose. Feed her and ensure I can continue to provide quality care for your mother.” The doctor leaves, Connor snorts and says, turning to me "Don't think you're unlucky, damn you. You're still going to have a terrible life in this house. Come on, get up!" I drag myself, trying to get up. I fall a few times and he continues to stand there, not helping me. I crawl and climb the stairs until I reach the door. I lean on the doorpost and manage to get up. I take a deep
I wake up coughing, my neck is sore. I try to see something around me, but I can't, it's too dark. I smell dust and the hard, cold ground beneath me. No air currents pass me and unfortunately it doesn't make me all that uncomfortable. It's sad to say, but I've gotten used to being stuck in an unhealthy place. I breathe and let out a moan of regret, I wanted so much to be free, but it ended up being trapped again. And worse, in a place that reminds me of my captivity before. I manage to get up and feel the air, trying to find something to support myself and maybe a way out. I stay silent, I'm not stupid enough to draw the attention of whoever threw me here, I'm not so naive to think they're not watching me. I keep trying to find something, feeling around in the darkness, until... "Ouch!", shit I stubbed my toe on something. I put my hand over my mouth, trying to swallow the tears. I think it was bad, because it hurts a lot. I sit back down on the floor, bite one of my hands, wh


















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