Karma And Nagisa

While they slice me apart, I desperately call my brother, Nathan Slade. He finally picks up as my consciousness starts to slip and answers in an annoyed voice, "What now?" "Nathan, help—" I don't get to finish before he cuts me off. "Can't you ever go a day without drama? Gemma's graduation is at the end of the month. Miss it, and I swear I'll kill you!" Then, he hangs up without a second thought. The agonizing pain swallows me whole, and my eyes close for good, tears still trailing down my cheeks. Well, good news, Nathan… You won't have to kill me because I'm already dead.

Two months after I died, it finally occurred to my parents that they'd forgotten to bring me back from their trip. My father scowled in frustration. "She was supposed to walk back herself. Does she really need to make such a big deal out of it?" My brother, ever smug, opened our chat and sent an emoji, along with a message. [You'd better die out there. That way, Scarlett and I will split Grandma's inheritance.] He received no reply. With a frosty expression, my mother said, "Tell her if she shows up for her grandmother's birthday on time, I'll let the whole pushing-Scarlett-into-the-water thing go." They never believed I hadn't made it out of those woods. After digging six feet into the ground, they finally found my bones deep in the forest.

I was dismembered and thrown into an abandoned warehouse. Before my consciousness faded away, I used the last bit of my strength to send a message via mind link to Timothy Russell, the Alpha heir that I had loved for six years. "Timothy, I'm in so much pain..." The next second, a cold mental barrier crashed down between us, cutting off all communication. That was his response to me. I knew I had been too presumptuous. I had disturbed him while he was at an auction helping his foster sister, Rochell Lucas. The moment my heart stopped beating, Timothy, who was helping Rochell put on a bracelet, felt his chest cave in. While everyone watched, the future Alpha knelt on the ground as countless bone-deep wounds appeared across his body out of nowhere. He convulsed in agony, screaming my name. Only then did everyone notice a glowing blood pact mark appearing on his tongue. I remembered. Once upon a time, he swore an oath to the moon. "If I ever betray Leah, every bit of suffering she has endured will return to me tenfold."

After Dad cheated and divorced Mom, I did not choose Mom, who walked away with nothing. Instead, I chose Dad, who clearly favored his illegitimate son, Oliver Brooks. It was only because after their divorce, Mom's obsession with reconciliation romance novels got me killed twice. In my first life, Mom was so desperate for Dad's respect that she willingly gave up everything in the divorce just to take me with her. In the end, my heart condition flared up, and without money for treatment, I died in agony on that hospital bed. In my second life, I went against Mom's wishes and asked Dad for the surgery money upfront. However, Mom was hell-bent on pushing Dad onto a so-called redemption path, forced me to go bungee jumping the day before my surgery. Dad tried to stop me from jumping, but he was speeding and ended up in a fatal car crash. Mom blamed everything on me. With pure hatred in her eyes, she shoved me off that cliff. "Useless piece of trash! Not only can't you help me win your father back, but you got him killed too. You might as well die with him!" That moment made everything crystal clear: Mom never actually loved me. She just saw me as a tool to get Dad back. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Mom demanded a divorce from Dad, for the third time.

Demi mencapai standar postur tubuh pramugari, kekasihku memperkenalkanku ke sebuah klinik khusus perawatan tubuh. Namun, di balik pintu ruang dokter, terdengar suara memelas dan jeritan kesakitan yang meningkatkan imajinasi. Saat aku hendak menyerah, aku diseret masuk oleh seorang dokter bertubuh tinggi. Dia mengikatku dengan pose memalukan, lalu mengambil peralatan, mulai membantuku memulihkan kekencanganku.

J'étais enceinte de huit mois, mais mon compagnon Alpha, Damien, m'a enfermée dans une cage en argent au sous-sol pour retarder la naissance de notre bébé. Quand j'ai appelé à l'aide, il m'a simplement dit d'attendre. Parce que la compagne de son frère défunt, Victoria, accouchait elle aussi ce jour-là. Le voyant de la meute avait prédit que seul le premier louveteau recevrait la bénédiction de la Déesse de la Lune et deviendrait le futur Alpha. « Le titre revient à l'enfant de Victoria », a-t-il dit. « Elle a perdu Marcus. Elle n'a plus rien. Tu as déjà tout mon amour, Hélène. La cage en argent garantira que tu accouches après elle. » Les contractions étaient insupportables. Je l'ai supplié de m'emmener à la clinique. Il m'a saisie par le menton et m'a forcée à le regarder. « Arrête de faire semblant. J'aurais dû comprendre que tu ne m'as jamais aimé. Tout ce qui t'importe, c'est la richesse et le statut ! » « Déclencher ton accouchement juste pour voler ce qui revient à mon neveu… Tu es vraiment ignoble. » Pâle et tremblante, j'ai murmuré : « Le petit arrive, je ne peux plus l'arrêter. Je t'en supplie, je ferai un serment de sang. Je me fiche de l'héritage. Je t'aime, c'est tout ce qui compte ! » Il a ricané. « Si tu m'aimais vraiment, tu n'aurais pas forcé Victoria à signer ce contrat pour renoncer aux droits de naissance de son petit. Je reviendrai te chercher une fois qu'elle aura accouché. Après tout, c'est aussi mon petit, là-dedans. » Il est resté planté devant la salle d'accouchement de Victoria. Ce n'est qu'en voyant le nouveau-né dans ses bras qu'il s'est souvenu de moi. Il a ordonné à son Bêta de me libérer. Mais la voix du Bêta tremblait. « Luna… et le petit… ils sont morts. » Et à cet instant, Damien a perdu la raison.

FICTIONARY TALES: A collection of short stories. Welcome to fictionary tales all written by me which include topics such as KARMA, Love, Revenge, Trauma, Tragedy, Happy endings, Sad endings, Mystery, Adventure and so much more!!

In my previous cycle, when I graduated from university, my cousin Laura gave me a gramophone. But after I received the gramophone, accidents kept befalling my family. In the end, even my boyfriend betrayed me to be with her. It was only then that I learned that all of this was my cousin’s scheme. After I got to the current cycle, I pretended to accept my cousin’s present but never used the gramophone. It led to the curse delivering such a vicious backlash to my cousin and her entire family that they died.

At our wedding ceremony, the four-year-old nephew of my fiance, Michael Thompson, suddenly rushes onto the stage. He grabs his uncle's hand and cries, "Daddy, why are you marrying another woman? Don't you want me and Mommy anymore?" Seeing this, Lisa Jenner quickly runs over to intervene. She sounds apologetic, but her words are slightly provocative. "I'm so sorry, Sarah. Danny lost his father when he was little and has always seen Michael as his dad. He didn't mean to cause trouble." Even Michael remains completely calm as he picks up Danny. He explains to me, "Before David passed away, he made me promise to take care of his widow and child. I only let Danny call me 'Daddy' so he could have a normal childhood. You understand, right?" As I look at the three of them, standing there like the perfect family, I laugh coldly and rip off my veil. "This poor child has been through so much. How could I possibly steal his dad away? "You know what? Why don't I just let Lisa take my place up here? Then you can have your happy little family of three."

Mon frère me détestait et souhaitait ma mort. J’ai pleuré et je lui ai demandé : « Ne suis-je pas ta propre sœur ? » Il a ricané : « Je n’ai pas de sœur. » Cette nuit-là, j’ai été renversée par une voiture. Il est devenu fou.