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At the same time, he held a dagger in his hand. It was the Diatanium dagger that belonged to Cole. "Ms. Frost, will Mr. Lynch be safe?" Lincoln asked worriedly. Dealing with ten eternal grandmasters was no child's play. "Don't worry. They won't even get to touch Caspian!" Sylvia smiled. Hearing this, Lincoln was dumbfounded. These were ten eternal grandmasters. How could Sylvia make them sound worthless? "Caspian, you're truly arrogant! You'll be dead today!"

The day my overseas assignment finally ended, I kept my return a secret from Marielle Knox and spent thirteen hours flying home. We'd argued only a few days earlier. Marielle wanted me to keep building my career abroad, but I was determined to come home and marry her. Even as I was about to board, she was still trying to talk me out of it over the phone. "Weston, don't throw away your future for me. As long as we love each other, it doesn't matter whether we get married." Hearing that only made me more certain. The moment I landed, I went straight to a jewelry store, bought a diamond ring, and called my childhood best friend, Chase Davis, to tell him about my proposal plan. A baby was w

Chapter 107. I would destroy her. Lincoln's POV. I threw my phone to the walls as soon as I set my feet into the penthouse of my hotel located here in London. I only managed to keep the pains in my within til I got to the penthouse. When I was in the car, my hands were fidgeting so that I couldn't hold anything, not even my phone, and so, my legs, wobbled, if I had worn another footwear that was not as housing as sneakers, I bet my legs could have slipped off

Hidden from view was a small cardboard box, carefully positioned to avoid detection. Ivy's gaze darted to the door, then back to the box, the pacing of her heart increasing with each passing second. Without further hesitation, she lifted the lid, revealing a stack of files and documents neatly arranged within. Her eyes scanned the contents, racing through page after page of a proposed business contract worth billions of dollars which she had never seen before. The Querétaro City Project: A massive development endeavor spanning luxury resorts, commercial complexes and residential towers.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

Chapter 18 The city lay before them, infinite and unforgiving. Shadows stretched long under trembling streetlights, the air thick with the distant scent of rain and gasoline. Lena and Noah ran. Steps rang out behind them—closer than she would have liked. Damien wouldn't give up. He was a ghost from her past, resurrected just when she'd begun to believe she was finally free. She was breathing fast, her heart racing in her chest. "We need cover."

Nathan Cross I straighten my cuffs slowly. Precisely. Bespoke linen, sharp against skin that doesn’t feel much anymore. Every movement is controlled. Ritual. The illusion of humanity, stitched into seams and silence. The floor-to-ceiling windows stretch across the penthouse like a velvet curtain torn wide. Below me, Manhattan glows like a crime scene—gaudy, throbbing, drunk on its own decadence. My kingdom of rot. I don’t see people.

Because loving you is the happiest thing in Mommy's life. A line of hurried handwriting was on the last page of the diary. [If there's a next life, I still want to be your mom.] Candice hugged the journal and wept. Outside the window, New Aeravale remained bustling, and life continued. However, there would always be a void in that place—a missing piece named Kathleen Sullivan. A woman who defined motherhood with her life. A woman who finally became the well-behaved version they all wanted. A woman who would forever live in their hearts. That was the end of the story, but the grief and love would never truly end.

I was instantly bombarded by the Coleman twins, Kendra and Kinsley, the number one gossip queens of our team. “It’s nothing serious, we met before starting school and reunited at a frat party recently.” “Awh,” they said together. “That is so cute,” Kendra said. “Really cute,” Kinsley chimed in. I could see how this would get annoying. “Who is number 24 on our team?” Leah walked up and asked. “Whoever he is, he has a serious vendetta against number 16 on the other team.” ‘Number 24…that’s Aiden!’

With a sudden surge of strength, Elena slammed Jasmine into the wall, and Elena's fists continued to rain down blows on Jasmine until she slid to the floor, unconscious. The inmates burst out into cheers, their voices echoing as they celebrated Elena's victory. The sound of sirens filled the air, followed by the crash of batons on the floor. The police stormed into the room, and as they shocked Elena with a stun gun, her body fell to the ground, unconscious. ********** Elena's eyes gazed blankly at the grey walls of her solitary confinement, her mind a maze of thoughts and emotions. Memories flooded her mind, each one a painful reminder of her downfall.