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We Are Invited

Author: Jarish143
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-11 23:44:17

Jenna sat silently by the window, her eyes lost in the blur of passing clouds outside. The phone call earlier had left her shaken—not because of Rex, but because it brought back everything she had buried deep inside. The years she spent with him resurfaced like a bitter storm.

He never treated her like a wife. Never once did she feel the warmth or pride of being his partner. To the Hidalgos, she was nothing more than a vessel—a walking blood bank, valuable only for what she could give, not for who she was.

She had no noble background. No powerful family name to rely on. No formal degree to flaunt. And certainly, in their eyes, no class. She was just a lowly peasant that Rex brought home like a stray animal.

Even when she rose to power, became Vice President of the Anderson Empire, when she shared business ventures with Alexa and became a celebrated figure in the fashion world—even then—they only saw the worthless housewife they labeled her as from the beginning. A nobody who somehow w
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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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