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"The world is going to end. There's a prison beneath the veil. There's something inside it that wants to consume everything. And I'm the only one who can stop it." "You don't know that." "The book says—" "The book was written by a woman who ran away. A woman who hid instead of fighting. A woman who trapped herself in a prison because she was too afraid to do what needed to be done." "I know." "So why are you listening to her?" I don't have an answer for that. --- We leave the observation deck. We walk through the bunker, past the survivors, past the people who are living their lives without knowing what's coming. They smile at us. They wave. They ask about the baby. They don't know.

"This is actually a reverse harem novel. There are two romance routes in this story—one where Evelyn finds herself with Rafael, and another where she ends up with Xavier. You're the shared female antagonist in both routes," the system explained. I was at a complete loss for words. "Bet you didn't see that coming, didn't you?" I took a deep breath, then another. "System," I said. "Yes, I'm here." "Can I request to blow up this godforsaken world right now?" I gritted out.

“Please.” Her cousin nodded and stepped back while Nova forced her eyes back to the page and continued reading. If you are reading this, then something I prayed would stay buried has finally found its way to you. I am sorry. Nova’s fingers tightened around the page. You grew up believing this bookstore survived because I worked hard enough to save it. I let you believe that because the truth was uglier.

"That's right—you fell to your death! No wonder you agreed to buy those speakers this time! You did it on purpose! You wanted the car to break down early!" I stopped and gave a light clap. "Nice," I said, eyes cold. "You came back too. Just a little late. "Because you're about to die." I turned and walked out. No looking back. Behind me, Felix's screams echoed. I stepped out of the prison. Warm sun brushed my face. Sadie leaned out the car window. "Mr. Lloyd, it's over." I nodded. Yeah. It was over. Then I looked at her. Time to start over.

HELENA By the gods, what had that man led me into? His words echoed in my head. “If you survive the next stretch” he had said. “You will reach places where you stop needing help from strangers.” Did that mean I had to survive whatever was in that damned village? Just what in the gods name was in that village, what did I have to survive by accepting help from this stranger?

"The world has followed the Sterling saga closely. Your first book, The Debt, was a fictional exploration of financial secrets. Now, you’ve released The New Contract, a book about two people rebuilding their lives on total honesty. Is this simply a memoir disguised as fiction?" I smiled, meeting her gaze steadily. "Every writer draws from life, but this book is much broader than the Sterling saga. The New Contract is about the universal human need for genuine connection after experiencing profound betrayal. It’s about the work required to shift from a foundation built on lies to one built on absolute transparency."

To get me out of the way for Simon Luther, the man who steals my position as heir of the Luther family, the three young women my dad took in as children and raised alongside me work together to send me to prison. "Once you get out of jail, one of us will marry you—but on one condition. You'd better take this secret to the grave." To stop me from revealing the truth, the three women even fed me a drug that rendered me mute. As the years go by, the endless and inhumane torment I endure in prison slowly destroys what feelings and affection I have for the three women I once considered my sisters. When we meet again, I watch impassively as the three of them fight to win the auction that gives

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he started singing it like it was a new trending song. ‘Something’s up with him. Anyways why care. He always have something up his sleeve’ I dropped my body on my bed screaming on my pillow. “Agh!” ONE YEAR AGO CONTINUES…. “If you make it home alive” he finished running the other way. So I did, we went our separate ways, but not before the two guys caught up with me. I wasn’t running, neither did I trust anyone. I just told myself if I die today then so be it, but I wasn’t gonna die running scared from no human being.

Having been an invisible presence at home for ten years, I watch Mom and Dad hand me the only life ring as the cruise ship sinks, while they vanish into the ocean depths. Christian Gunn, my distant brother, desperately pushes me toward the shore until his body is completely frozen stiff by the icy seawater. He flashes a smile of relief and says, "Mom, Dad, and I have always regretted bringing you back to the Gunn family. If we hadn't, Freya would still be by our side. If there's a next life, please don't bother our family ever again." I watch his complexion turn increasingly pale before he closes his eyes forever. I can hear a rescue boat roaring nearby, but I smile wryly and, without a