My Drop-dead Gorgeous Rebound 소설 & 이야기

“This world, chaotic as it is, needs someone with your resolve. Stay. Take the mantle I offer, and you will have everything you need to reshape your destiny.” Her response was a single, unyielding nod. She had no intention of returning to the world above—not yet. Not until she was ready to face the demons that had driven her here. But deep within her, a fire smoldered, waiting to blaze anew. --- One night, the compound’s surveillance team intercepted footage of the infamous Natalie appearing at a gala, arm-in-arm with the billionaire she had once trusted. The sight filled her with a quiet rage, her jaw tightening as she clenched her fists. Memories of betrayal flooded her mind, mingling with

Marcus needed to understand that I was serious and that I had resources he didn't know about. "I'll think about it." He hung up. I sat there staring at my phone, wondering if I'd just made a huge mistake. But an hour later, I got a text from a new number. "He's coming tomorrow afternoon. He wants to ask about your recent financial decisions and why you refused the partnership agreement. What should I tell him?" I smiled. Marcus was in. I spent the rest of the day preparing. I needed to seem like the same naive Aurora that Damien expected. Someone who made impulsive decisions based on emotion instead of strategy, someone who could be manipulated back into line.

"Julie, I bought an energy drink for you. Take it before the competition tomorrow for a boost." I trembled upon hearing the familiar words. At the sight of the familiar training base around me, I instantly realized that I was reborn. When I was still in a daze, Emily Fagan had shoved the drink into my hand. Meanwhile, the loving eyes of my boyfriend, Elijah Strauss, grazed Emily's face. He cooed, "Em, you're so thoughtful. Julie is lucky to have you as her bestie."

Together, our two silhouettes plummeted from the rooftop straight toward the ground. The sheer air pressure crushed my chest to the point of suffocation, and the rushing wind blurred my vision. Yet, in the darkness, my pale, blood-flecked lips curled into a manic smile of liberation. I stared unblinkingly at the utterly panicked, terrified face of the noble young mistress falling right beside me. With Sera Vance dragging down to hell with me, my child’s soul had at least been appeased by the blood of our enemy! Thud! A sickening, heavy impact echoed as my body slammed violently against the cold ground in a secluded corner of the hotel. An otherworldly agony surged through me; every bone in m

But at this moment, the men all kneeled on the ground as they started to pray, but their terrified eyes never left the figure that was in front of them. There, atop the grave which was now just a huge hole, the girl whom they just buried in it a while ago stood suspended in the air, unmoving. Her smudged makeup and violet hair made her appear out of this world. Her dirty and tattered form only added to her ghastly appearance. The distortion of space behind her flickered thrice, and on the third time, the quiet form suddenly gasped. It was as if she had ceased breathing previously, and had only taken air in after a long while— like a person who drowned and had just revived.

"Though they might not be willing to stop hoping you’re a rebound from Carl yet." He laughed softly, his eyes crinkling on the sides, merriment on his open expression. "Do you remember that night, Fae? I was so into you I was trembling the whole time I first took you. So, sue me because until now I still feel so lucky that you chose me as your rebound.” My smile disappeared. "Baby… I’m teasing you, okay?" "And to hear you call me baby… all the time… until we’re old, Fae… I know I got the better end of the deal here. So I don't care if they call me a rebound. I'm good. I get to bring you home tonight."

“You need to kill him before he resets the timeline again.” The storm remained frozen. Rain hung motionless in the air like shattered glass around them. No thunder. No wind. No sound except Elaine Carter’s heartbeat pounding violently inside her chest. She stared at the older version of Adrian Vale standing across the cliffside. Scarred. Broken. Destroyed by grief. And somehow— Still looking at her like she was the center of his universe. Their Adrian stood protectively beside her, tense enough to snap reality apart with his bare hands.

“This is everything we worked for.” Worked for? You mean sold me for. But I just nod. “Yeah.” His hand clamps my shoulder. “Proud of you, son. You did good.” I want to throw up. The music starts. That sappy violin shit. The kind that makes women cry and men pretend they care. Rebecca walks in. Everyone turns. Cameras flash. Her dress sparkles. She looks like a goddamn trophy. She smiles at me like she’s already won. I don’t move.

he said and Rain nodded even as I gave him an Incredulous look. "I did not drool" I got out, but I wouldn't know would I? Pierce also wasn't ugly... He was actually freaking gorgeous and he had beautiful blue eyes just like Elde did, it was mesmerizing. No wonder Scarlet had fallen for him, but I couldn't, not after everything that happened to me... I couldn't. Not ever. "Hey. Are you ok" Pierce asked, his fingers reaching to touch my face. I slapped his hand away and he gasped in shock as he cradled his hand to his chest and looked at me with a questioning gaze.