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The Lies About Martin

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The condo door slammed behind him, but Alice’s voice still clung to his ears like smoke.

And yet she still doesn’t want you back.

Rex shoved his hands into his coat pockets, jaw clenched so tightly it ached. The night air cut sharply against his skin, but it wasn’t the cold that made him tremble. It was the weight of years — of choices, misplaced loyalties, and shadows he had lived in without questioning if they were real.

Alice had lied. That much the report confirmed. But the question that burned in him now wasn’t just about her attempt on Jenna’s life. It was the foundation of everything she had held over him — Martin.

Martin Hendrick. His best friend. His brother in arms. A man whose memory he had honored in silence, even when it bled him dry.

Alice always whispered about Martin. How Martin had cared for her. Martin had confessed his love before fate took him. How Rex, by extension, was bound to protect her as Martin would have wanted.

Those words had shackled him. He’d believed t
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  • The Wealthy Divorcee   The Jungle’s Deadliest Secret

    David’s confession, the shadow at the ravine’s mouth, the realization that the Bone King was not the island’s only nightmare. Jenna’s pulse had not slowed once since leaving the shelter. Even Steeve’s breath trembled in uneven bursts. Their bodies moved because David said to move, but their minds were still trapped in the horrors of the night before. And as dawn strained weakly through the canopy, it became horribly clear: the deeper they followed David, the deeper they stepped into an island that wanted them dead.Dawn had not yet touched the island, but the jungle had begun to stir—soft rustling, distant calls, the whisper of creatures waking beneath the dripping canopy. The air was thick and damp, clinging to skin like an unseen hand. As David motioned for Jenna and Steeve to follow him north, the unease in their chests only deepened.

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   His Story

    The jungle had swallowed their screams. The Bone King’s blade still seemed to glint behind Jenna’s eyes as David dragged them through the storm-soaked undergrowth. And as the drums faded behind them and the night pressed close, the truth settled into Jenna’s bones with icy finality—this was not freedom. This was only survival.Rain still dripped from the canopy in slow, heavy beads as David led Jenna and Steeve deeper into the jungle. The storm had weakened, reduced to a distant murmur of rolling thunder, but the fear it had carved into their bones remained sharp and alive.Jenna stumbled over a root, catching herself against a moss‑slick tree. Her muscles screamed, her wrists still raw from hours of being bound.Steeve wheezed behind her, every breat

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Escape in the Chaos

    The spear flew.Lightning illuminated its arc—white, sharp, inevitable.Jenna didn’t have time to scream.David tackled her sideways. The spear tore through the space where her throat had been just a heartbeat earlier, burying itself deep into a tree trunk with a brutal thunk.Jenna hit the ground hard, breath knocked from her lungs. Mud splashed around them, the taste of soil hitting her tongue. Steeve stumbled beside her, crashing to his knees.Behind them, the Bone King roared—angry, wounded pride echoing like thunder.

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   David Branson Appears

    The night split open with a scream.Not from a survivor. Not from a tribesman.But from the darkness itself.The storm had swallowed half the sky, leaving the jungle drenched and trembling. Jenna hung from the ropes binding her to the wooden post, rainwater soaking through her hair and dripping into her eyes. Every breath hurt. Every heartbeat felt like it might be her last.The tribe danced in a widening frenzy, chanting toward the sky as if begging their gods to witness the slaughter.**"Vorah ka'ren! Vorah ka'ren!" (Blood of dawn! Blood of dawn!)Steeve was barely conscious beside her, shivering violently.

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Night of Dread

    The ropes bit into Jenna’s wrists as the warriors dragged her across the dirt, the ritual ash still burning on her skin. The storm overhead thickened, clouds rumbling like distant war drums. She barely kept her footing as they tied her to one of the wooden posts lining the sacrificial grounds—thick beams made of weathered trunks, stained with old, dark streaks she didn’t want to identify.Steeve was bound to the post on her right, trembling uncontrollably. Lucia and the two remaining male survivors were tied to the others, forming a crooked semicircle facing the massive bonfire at the center of the village. The flames raged high, spitting sparks that drifted like fireflies.The tribe bustled around them, preparing for the night’s ritual. Warriors sharpened obsidian blades against stones. Torches were planted in a wide ring, crea

  • The Wealthy Divorcee   Jenna’s Fight

    The creature—no, the man—that stepped into the torchlight looked as though he had been carved out of night itself. Taller than any warrior in the village, his shoulders were broad enough to eclipse the fires behind him, casting the survivors’ cage in deep shadow.Bones crowned his head—long, curved horns wrapped in sinew and painted black. His chest was streaked with white ash symbols, each one pulsing in the firelight like the marks of some ancient rite. He carried a spear twice Jenna’s height, its tip shaped from obsidian and something disturbingly pale.The villagers bowed.“Vor’kai… (Bone King)

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