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"Stop talking nonsense, Lisa! Don't you see how upset Ms. Jones is? Everyone knows she's the top performing salesperson because of her hard work!" "Henry! Am I your wife, or is it Anna?" Lisa snapped, shaking off his hand. She glared at me angrily and continued berating Henry. "You've been working so hard for the past five years, and yet you've never been recognized as an outstanding employee. Meanwhile, she gets promotions and raises! I'll fight for you even if I lose my job!" The surrounding colleagues murmured in agreement, their eyes filled with disdain. "She's right! This isn't fair!"

She was pleasantly surprised as she said to me in admiration, "Please forgive my wrongdoings, Julia. Can you teach me your ways and help me become a Champion too?" "Of course," I replied as I raised an eyebrow. Just like that, I had won Anna over. It was Betsy's turn next.

King Maximus said, “Alright, let´s get going!” Dominic yelled, commanding the training grounds. Everyone there was powerful in their own right, and everyone there suddenly went quiet, yielding their authority to Dominic. The respect for each other was palpable, and I could see that even when they bantered, when it was time to work, when it was time to focus, they recognized the leadership of the one in front of them.

Then we will have 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and finally 8, which is 'The Rise of the Queen'. In addition to that plan, I'm working on other books to get ready to launch, which aren't as big a project as this one, and I also have my daily life to focus on. So I apologize again if it seems like I'm moving too slowly, but it will be coming - I don't break my word in that sense, even if it sometimes takes a little bit of hmph to get my motor running - IYKYK haha Anyway, I hope everyone isn't too disappointed, and when the cover for book 2 is ready, I'll upload it to my socials, along with the release date. Lots of love and giggles, Kat xx

A shiver ran through me, not of fear but awakening. For the first time, I wasn't just a cast-off bride, or a desperate daughter, or a discarded sh*t as he said. I was something new, a mother, a fighter and a woman who would one day stand over Jethro Veylen's broken pride and say, You should have never let me go. And as Tristan's eyes held mine, sharp and unyielding, I knew he believed it too.

The tiredness that had been noted in the reports gradually disappeared from the language used to describe him, replaced by something that read, in the careful factual prose of people who deal in observable data, like a person who has been given enough room to breathe and is using it well. For Ana, he arranged a significant donation to her NGO — directed, through several layers of legitimate intermediary, toward a program expansion that required additional staff and increased responsibilities for existing team members. Ana was promoted within three months. Her salary increased. The careful, contained life she had built became slightly less precarious, slightly more like something she had chos

I search through the contacts, looking for Ethan's contact. 'What can you tell me about Rapture?' I text him. I watch as the three dots appear on the screen showing that he's typing. 'The rapture is an eschatological theological position held by some Christians, particularly within branches of American evangelicalism, consisting of an end-time event when all Christian believers who are alive, along with resurrected believers, will rise in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air. -Wikipedia. I roll my eyes at his response. 'Arse.' I think to myself.

I place my necklace back on and look to Ken for further instructions. “Now that some of your magic has returned, I want you to close your eyes, envision torches lighting your way, and say the words ‘tine adhaint’ it Gaelic for ‘fire ignite’.” Taking deep breath, and seeing my path alighted, I say ‘tine adhaint’ and crack open one eye just in time to see the staircase light up. Shocked and excited, I hurry down the steps to see what awaits me. “Aren’t you coming?” I ask Ken.

People from various industries and backgrounds, all seeking inspiration and guidance, rose to their feet to show their admiration and respect. Abigail's heart swelled with a mix of emotions—gratitude, pride, and a profound sense of responsibility. She had started this journey with a heavy heart, burdened by grief and uncertainty. Now, she stood before a room full of entrepreneurs, visionaries, and leaders who recognized her remarkable achievements in just a few short months.

I glace around, happy with the work the ladies had done. “Thank you so much ladies. You have all worked so hard this morning, and I am very grateful to you for helping with Rens birthday. You will all receive a bonus this month for all your hard work. Please, go and get some of the breakfast from the kitchen, and feel free to take some to your families.” I said and made my way out of the room. The ladies bowed slightly to me, with wide smiles. I heard mumbled ‘thank you's’ as I left. I always tried to rule with kindness and fairness. I had given them nothing they hadn't earned themselves.