Beyond Belief Fact Or Fiction Streaming นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Then one of the associates accidentally posted a message in the firm's group chat. "Major update! The hotel says they're overbooked, so the boss and Serena are sharing one room!" The message vanished seconds later, and Adrian immediately called me. "The hotel genuinely has no other rooms. I only agreed to share because I knew you'd accuse me of failing to take care of your best friend." Serena's complaints kept drifting through the phone. "Adrian, where did you put my cleanser? "Hey, stop lying on my hair!" Then she snatched the phone and spoke to me in a playful voice.

"Ray can only care for my baby. Don't think you can have one too to compete for his attention. Of course, even if you tell him, Ray won't believe you anyway." I shoved her away with all my strength and screamed, "Doctor! Doctor!" Pain crashed over me in waves as blood flowed more heavily beneath me. It soaked through the sheets, spreading to the edge of the bed. Droplets fell to the floor, blooming into horrifying crimson patterns. Several nurses rushed in, and one exclaimed, "Gosh, she's hemorrhaging! This isn't a normal miscarriage!" The pain made my consciousness fade. Before being wheeled into the operating room, I heard Raymond's panicked voice.

What greeted me was silence. Afraid Damian would hang up at any moment, I rushed to speak. "It's the Full Moon Festival tonight. Can we have dinner together, like we used to?" Thinking of Vivian, I quickly added, "I'll go hunting at the frozen lake and bring you both the freshest fish…" Damian's voice suddenly came through, cold as ice. "Vivian's traumatized because of you, and she's still lying in the hospital. How can you still have the audacity to enjoy the festival?"

Before we begin the story, I would like to extend my heartfelt welcome to you. If you are a sucker for dark desires and romance, then you are in the right place. Thank you for choosing us. You won't be disappointed a bit ❤️ Beyond the Guilty Pleasure © 2023 by Fantasia Swan ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...

“I realized I can't do this. Don't bother looking for me. I'm fine.” —Penelope. If she thought her life couldn't get any worse than her misfortune weeks back, she was in for a treat.

"It's okay. This is the best hospital. The doctors are top-tier. I believe he'll pull through." I had heard those words too many times. It wasn't that I didn't believe, but I had seen too much. Miracles happened. But not over and over again.

"The public doesn't want an apology written by a PR firm. They want redemption they can see. Which brings us to the university’s newest corporate partnership." Vance pulled a glossy, colored pamphlet from his folder and slapped it onto the top of the team bench. Jaxson looked down. Printed in bold, obnoxious neon lettering across a backdrop of a hockey rink was the title: BEYOND THE ICE: CAMPUS ROMANCE. Jaxson frowned. "What the hell is this?" "It’s a new reality television concept produced by the streaming giant, HypeTV," Vance explained, sounding entirely too proud.

"Something came through. Something from the other side." I felt the words like frost across my spine. The Underworld. The place of shadows, magic, and monsters. It was a legend, only a ghost story, it couldn't have been real, and yet if it wasn't how else would we explain the chaos before us? Malen would never lie to me, he had a weird sense of humour but I could feel he was telling the truth about this one. The urgency in his voice and the raw fear I saw in his eyes was enough confirmation.