Satou Death March

When my best friend, Dulcie Quinn, and I went to Westhaven on vacation, my boyfriend, Shane Lewis, got me a lower berth in a soft-sleeper. Before I boarded, he pointed at the dark circles under his eyes. “I spent three days trying to snag you a lower berth so you’d be comfortable on the trip. “So no matter what, don’t give it up to anyone else. Not even Dulcie.” He looked so serious that I nodded and told him I understood. Sure enough, as soon as we boarded, Dulcie, who had the berth above mine, asked if we could switch. Remembering what Shane had told me, I shook my head and said no. I explained it to her too. I never expected something to go wrong that very night. When she climbed down to use the bathroom, she missed the handrail and fell. Clutching her stomach, she screamed, “My baby! My baby’s gone!” I did not even have time to ask when she had gotten pregnant. I rushed her off the train and took her to the nearest hospital. Late that night, Dulcie’s husband, Wallace Lambert, arrived at the hospital with Shane. By then, she had already undergone a D&C. The moment she saw me, she pointed at me and started cursing me out. “Do you have any idea how much I sacrificed for that baby?” Shane blamed me too. “I thought you were just joking when you said you were jealous of Dulcie. I never imagined you’d be cruel enough to do something like this!” I didn’t even get the chance to say a word before Wallace slammed me against the wall and strangled me to death. After I died, Dulcie ended up with Shane. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to three minutes before boarding the train.

My husband, Mark Thompson, and I went hiking. After eating some wild berries I picked, he was poisoned and died. When I got home, a woman named Sarah Miller and her son, Tommy Miller, showed up at my door. It turned out Mark had given them our house and car. On top of that, he owed them a huge amount of money. I ended up giving them all the savings I had. To care for my sick mother-in-law, Judith Thompson, I worked three jobs. I was surviving on basic meals like bread and butter. After years of exhausting work, I collapsed in the hospital. Judith told the doctors to stop my treatment. Just as I was about to die, Mark walked into the ward with Sarah and Tommy in his arms. He tossed five dollars at me. “Thanks for taking care of my mom all these years.” That was when I realized Mark had faked his death just to be with Sarah and their love child. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day we went hiking together.

I'm a stripper who works in the red light district of Las Poverla. By sheer accident, I bring the mafia heir, Alessandro Pushkin, home with me while he's completely drenched in blood. In order to cover Alessandro's astronomical hospital bills, I choose to sell my blood and my body. Before we part ways, Alessandro gives the ring that symbolizes his family's authority to me. He promises me that once he purges his family of all traitors, he'll marry me and make me the future Donna. But I don't receive any news from him since then. I'm worried that Alessandro's met with danger again, so I keep asking around for news related to him. But that's when I see the scandal of him making out with his new lover, Cristina Romano, on the news. In order to demand an explanation from him, I find my way to Alessandro's villa, only to be treated as a homeless person. As such, I get kicked out by his bodyguards. On top of that, I also get humiliated by his Cristina. When Alessandro's enemy kidnaps both me and Cristina, he forces Alessandro to choose one of us. He immediately abandons me, even though I'm pregnant with his baby. A gunshot rings out, causing me to collapse to the ground. Soon, Alessandro and Cristina leave. That's when I get up from the ground and wipe the fake blood off my body. The man who shot me earlier looks at me, his heart aching for me. "Principessa, how are we going to get revenge on them?" That's right. I'm no ordinary stripper—I'm actually the only daughter of the Columbo family's Don, making me the Principessa of the most powerful family ever.

Sa isang malupit na lugar kung saan walang puwang para sa kabiguan, dahil ang kabiguan ay nangangahulugan ng dugo at kamatayan. Simple lang ang hamon. Survive and escape the claws of your doom. The race against death's door begins once you enter the door...

....."most things are best left unknown". The wolf she had just seen transform into a muscular man said..... **** Vanessa just ran away from a marriage she is being forced to go into, with a man she doesn't love. Thinking she was running to start a better life, she didn't know she just ran into a secret. One she is not supposed to discover. What's that secret that turns her whole life around?

Résumé La vie d'Eléni bascule lorsque son frère, désespéré par les dettes de jeu, emprunte une somme colossale à l'organisation de Léandros. Pour sauver son frère d'une mort certaine et protéger l'héritage de son père, Eléni n'a d'autre choix que d'accepter l'offre de Léandros : il efface la dette, mais en échange, elle lui appartient. Léandros ne veut pas d'une simple servante. Il veut Eléni, corps et âme. Il l'emmène dans son domaine imprenable sur les falaises de la Riviera athénienne, un palais moderne qui est sa cage dorée. Il use de manipulation psychologique, d'une autorité absolue et d'une attraction brûlante et dévastatrice pour briser sa volonté et la forcer à voir l'homme derrière le monstre.

Después de mi renacimiento, decidí trazar una línea dura entre mí y el heredero de la familia de la mafia, Carlo Gutiérrez. Él hizo que su golden retriever ocupara mi asiento y le dijo a todos que yo ni siquiera era apta para tocar comida de perro en su fiesta. Después de eso, nunca más volví a sentarme en la mesa principal. Se quejó de que mi voz le estaba dando dolor de cabeza e interfería con sus negocios, así que me callé delante de él. Él se burló porque apestaba, así que hice las maletas y volví a mi destartalado apartamento en los barrios bajos, sin volver a poner un pie en su territorio. Al final, dijo que mi sola presencia arruinaría su alianza matrimonial con la Principessa de la familia Moreno. Asentí, y luego acepté la propuesta de matrimonio de otro hombre sin dudarlo. Tomé decisiones opuestas a las que tomé en mi vida pasada. Después de que me casé con él en mi vida anterior, la Principessa de la familia Moreno fue asesinada en un tiroteo. Carlo concluyó que yo era el culpable y me arrojó al sótano para torturarme antes de finalmente tirar mi cuerpo al mar. Más tarde, cuando me vio con otro hombre, me confrontó con los ojos rojos. —Rosa Shaw, ya te divertiste. Vuelve conmigo, ¡y fingiré que nada de esto ha pasado!

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

Había estado en una relación con el mejor amigo de mi hermano mayor, el Alfa Alexander Parker, durante siete años. Pero hay un giro: esta relación era secreta. Un día, después de haber bebido demasiado licor de luna, Alexander me dijo borracho: —Willow, Stella ahora tiene un cachorro. Si no tiene compañero, será expulsada de la manada por los ancianos. ¿Está bien si le doy el puesto de Luna por ahora? Con un tono calmado y dócil, respondí: —Está bien. En mi vida anterior, no estuve de acuerdo con la sugerencia de Alexander. También insistí en celebrar la ceremonia de emparejamiento con él. Mientras tanto, el vientre de Stella Lockhart siguió creciendo a medida que pasaban las semanas. Al final, ya no pudo ocultarlo más. Los ancianos, enfurecidos, finalmente la expulsaron de la manada. Después de que Stella se fue, Alexander dejó de volver a casa y tampoco me dirigió ni una sola palabra. Sabía que me culpaba de todo. Tiempo después, morí consumida por la culpa y la depresión. Cuando estaba a punto de cerrar los ojos, vi a Alexander entrar corriendo a mi habitación, alarmado. Stella, que se suponía había sido expulsada de la manada, lo seguía con un cachorro en brazos. Fue entonces cuando finalmente comprendí que, aunque Alexander era el salvador de Stella, él nunca fue el compañero más adecuado para mí. Ahora que había renacido, no rechacé su sugerencia. En cambio, decidí cortar todo lazo con él para que él y Stella pudieran vivir felices para siempre.

As Jason and I try to stay one step ahead of the Marching Tides and their nefarious associates, we draw ever closer to the shocking truth of who the mastermind behind the Marching Tides really is. Something tells me I’ll regret learning the answers at the end of my journey.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing