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The injured Shadow was thrown into the novel made by her best friend's fiance, unwillingly. When she opened her eyes, a high graphic game-like message flickered in front of her eyes. [{Welcome mortal} - Register name: Shadow - Gender: handsome lady - Code name: SS50 - Title: The Emperor of the Underworld. - Height: 150cm (short)] After she received the bizarre message from supposed trusted companions, the sense of betrayal messing up her whole system, driving her tired mind to the beyond insanity. And she knew she was done for.

A dangerous game, full of pitfalls. A dispute of power, money and desire. On one side of the board, the deputy Alpha Lauren Jauregui, and on the other, the wife of a magnate, Karla Camila Cabello. In this game, only one will fall. Who will have the best strategy? Who will better know how to play? Who will checkmate? Place your bets, the game will begin.

Kourtney, a beautiful and intelligent young lady who dreams of becoming a stylist one day but currently handling the position of an assistant to the creative director of Aura and co. She's ambitious, confident and outspoken,some characteristics that landed her the job. Her Boss Ethan, a charming young man with charming blue eyes and perfectly sculpted nose and chiseled jawline is quite the womanizer, jumping from one lady to another every weekday. He takes his job seriously but takes his pleasure more seriously which caused a little issue for him with the board of directors and some potential investors. To get out of this situation he put her in a tight spot without her consent, announcing her as his girlfriend to further build trust between him and the board members and also promote the upcoming couple fashion line in the biggest magazine in the city. He made her exciting offers which she couldn't resist one of which was to help her push her designs and bring them to life as well as providing her with a comfortable lifestyle throughout the duration of the contract and after as well. All offers which she couldn't resist and he knew that too well. She reluctantly signed the contract and became his fake girlfriend. They put on quite a show for the public eyes, they became popular,the IT couple as they were described. He became more relevant amongst the board members, topping charts ,making waves in the news, she was respected at work, couldn't step out without the paparazzi being all over her. They got more deals and were literally the news headline frequently The relationship face ups and downs but how did they navigate through it all and what's their exciting end ?

On the night of our fifth wedding anniversary, I set the table, lit the candles, and waited on the couch for my husband to come home. As I scrolled through my feed to pass the time, a message notification popped up–from his old classmate, Susie Cartman. "Angela, thanks to Calvin's seed, I can finally have my own baby." The message came with a selfie–her grinning at the camera, holding up a medical slip in one hand, flashing a peace sign with the other. I touched my stomach, where our child was quietly growing. Calvin… Did you really think everything in life would always go your way?

She closed her eyes feeling satisfied with her message. But she opened her eyes as realization hit her. "Oh, God! I am such an idiot! How could I send him such a blunt message? He will think I am a creep! My love story ended before it started!" She started whining like a kid and kicked her legs in the air feeling angry at herself. Her message was sent to him already and now she can't even delete it. "Please make me pregnant hubby!" ***** Emma Miller, Bold but becomes shy when she sees him! Dangerous but becomes nervous when she is around him! Crazy but becomes crazier when she falls in love with him!

Her husband betrayed her, and Maya was set to end things, divorce papers ready. But life took a big turn. Suddenly, she became the new board chairman of the company, taking the place meant for her husband, Ethan. The divorce is now on hold, as she plans with cold determination to carefully separate Ethan from his so-called lover, and give him the divorce he wanted when he least expected it

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While negotiating the terms of a project, a client pressured me into downing a large glass of liquor. While I was washing my face in the restroom, I saw my younger sister’s latest Instagram post. [Low salary? What of it? My parents will always support me!] Above the caption was a photo of a property deed with her name on it, along with a message from our parents. [Mom and Dad will always be your safety net!] It was in a newly developed residential complex. It was also the very neighborhood I had been desperately saving up for a downpayment to buy a home in. At that moment, a torrent of complex emotions washed over me. I splashed my face with water. After clearing my head, I sent a message to my manager, Mr. Jenkins. [I’m willing to take on that overseas project you mentioned.]

It is 9:00 pm, and a soft glow still lights the master bedroom on the Lowe residence's second floor. "Helena, there's only a month left before the marriage agreement ends. Once it's up, I'll go ahead and arrange the fake death." Sitting at her vanity, Bianca Lane types the message and sends it to her mother-in-law, Helena Johnson. A reply comes back almost instantly. "Bianca, you've worked so hard these past ten years. You've taken such good care of Sebastian and even gave birth to a child for our family. "To me, you've always been my daughter-in-law. Why not just forget about the agreement?" Reading the message, Bianca unconsciously tightens her grip on her phone before quickly typing her response. "No, Helena. Let's just stick to the agreement."

Someone texted me halfway through the wedding. The message read, "I had sex with your husband. Doesn't matter if you don't believe it." The message hit me like a hammer, and I stood petrified. Then, the texter sent another message, "Second pocket on the inside of his coat. There's a used condom there from last night. Strawberry. We were setting up the room, and one thing led to another. "We did it everywhere. Balcony, kitchen, and even in your car. He's not allergic to women. He'd gladly sleep with someone before marriage. He lied to you." Everything began to spin. I walked ahead, but my movements felt stiff. I felt as if someone was yanking me forward. I approached the aloof, abstinent man I called my husband. The same man who had to think twice before holding my hand. Sure enough, I found a pink condom in his pocket. Gasps and shouts rippled across the hall, while flashes of camera blazed and blinded the scene. I spun on my heel. That was when I saw my best friend Zoe holding up her phone beneath the stage, a gentle smile hanging on her lips. Something bitter and sad filled my heart. It took me standing here, utterly humiliated, to realize that the very thing I spent my whole life fighting for was nothing but a joke.