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I Was the Last to Know

I Was the Last to Know

Frost Kibblemy summer story
Wrapped in an old coat, Conrad sat alone in the damp basement apartment. The room was dark. Only a nearly burned-out candle on the coffee table cast a faint glow. Beside it sat a shriveled roasted sweet potato. He had stood in line for two hours that day to buy it from a street vendor. "Happy New Year, Seraphina." He spoke softly to the empty room. Picking up the cold sweet potato, he peeled away the charred skin and took a large bite. The rough fibers scraped against his throat. A familiar spasm twisted through his stomach.
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THE HEIRESS GAME;REBIRTH AND RUIN

THE HEIRESS GAME;REBIRTH AND RUIN

Conrad's POV My eyes scanned the empty road carefully. There was no room for mistake, not even a bit. The media couldn't catch me and I sure as hell wouldn't let Adeline do either. If everything had to work out in my favor - being careful was my first savior. When I was sure that there was no watching, nothing lurking in the shadows, I crossed the road into the empty car park. I found his car there, just as we had rehearsed. The door was open already and so I easily slid it.
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Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest

Forgive Me: Marked By The Priest

EZREAL’S POV Night pressed against the windows of my office, heavy and restless, as if the world itself knew we were about to pry something open that had been buried for years. The journals lay spread across my desk, their cracked spines and yellowed pages lit by a single lamp. Bishop Conrad’s handwriting was unmistakable—sharp, deliberate, every stroke controlled. Aiden stood to my left, arms folded, jaw tight. Vincent lingered near the shelves, outwardly calm but wound so tightly I could almost hear the strain.
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Human, You Are Delicious

Human, You Are Delicious

Only by reading these books did I have a vicarious experience, almost feeling what was done to him. I endured the intense discomfort to continue reading. Conrad infiltrated every aspect of the Allied Holy Order with his substantial funds, and now the Allied Holy Order was actually in the palm of his hand. At least in New York, there was no one who could challenge his position. After that, he became more reckless in his actions and began to capture and buy Blood Hunters and conduct various cruel experiments on them. He was convinced that the answer to human immortality lay within the Blood Hunters.
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Junior No. A082

Junior No. A082

Conrad spoke in a calm tone, closing his eyes, because he knew he have to wait. ---- Tabby
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Alpha Ronan's Tempting Brother

Alpha Ronan's Tempting Brother

Grant promised. He left as Conrad entered. I was glad he didn’t lock the door this time. It was much too suspicious. Conrad said nothing at first, just smiled at me and stared. I decided to pretend to read like I had been before. I tried to ignore how Conrad casually walked around the room until he was behind my chair. “What are you reading gorgeous?” He breathed. “A book on manipulation.” I answered. “Who are you trying to manipulate Bowen?” “No one in particular I just think it’s a good skill to have.”
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Keeping His Dirty Little Secret

Keeping His Dirty Little Secret

A habit that she does when she's nervous. "Feliza!" I walk to her with open arms and she embraces me with no hesitations. She rubs my back and then she holds both of my hands before looking into my eyes intently. "Do you know where Conrad is?" I shake my head to answer her question. "No. No, he left before I woke up. But we spent the whole night together." Feliza frowns when she noticed that one of my fists is closed. She gently opens it for me and the flash drive appears before her. "I'm glad he was able to give you this before that bitch carried on with her plan." Bitch means Heide. I just know it, and I'm one hundred percent sure. "Genevieve," Feliza is worrying. It's damn visible in her
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A Transmigrator’s Secret

A Transmigrator’s Secret

It didn’t take long for a knock to disturb my short-lived peace. “Come in!” I groaned and sat up, leaning on the headboard. A white man in his twenties, right about my age, entered with a suitcase in hand. I know his face. He was that private doctor of Alexander’s in my memories. The perfect resemblance. “Jarris.” “I’m Jerrald Conan, Miss Ravene. A pleasure.” “Oh. My mistake. You resemble someone I know.”
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Love: A Matter of Conscience

Love: A Matter of Conscience

At dawn, I dragged myself home and booked a flight abroad. Our second anniversary loomed, but Frank didn't come home all night, a first in our marriage. At noon, his kiss woke me, and I caught a familiar perfume. I frowned, remembering it was the one I'd bought for Lila Fox. Lila was a student we'd sponsored and the same girl in his car last night.
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Frequently Asked Questions

Man, that question hits on the exact nerve 'The Conductor' plays with for its whole last act. I was absolutely convinced I had the whole thing mapped out—the professional rivalry, the moral compromises, the looming disaster. The book plants seeds so carefully that you feel clever for predicting the surface-level twist.

But then it pulls the rug out from under you in a way that isn't just a shock for shock's value. The real surprise isn't the 'what' but the 'who' and the 'why.' It reframes every interaction from the first chapter, turning a story about ambition into a much quieter, more devastating portrait of guilt. I finished the last page and just sat there for ten minutes, replaying scenes in my head with this new, horrible understanding. It's the kind of ending that makes the book worth a second read immediately.

Some folks online called it bleak, but I found it weirdly hopeful in its own grim way. It suggests that the truth, however ugly, is the only thing that can finally stop the cycle.

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