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I made sure they paid—in the cruelest, most humiliating way possible. I tore my father’s company apart, crushed his legacy, and gathered allies who wanted him ruined just as much as I did. And just when I thought I had nothing left to lose, I found my fiancée in bed with my half-brother, Gregory. Chanel had been the last illusion I had about love. And when that illusion shattered, I stopped believing in anything. I swore off women. I lived recklessly, throwing myself into work, into power, into winning.

Thank you so much for reading my first ever book, I leave you with the first chapter from Rise of a Queen - book 2 for your enjoyment. RISE OF A QUEEN - BOOK 2 Chapter 1 – A New Kingdom. LAMIA I looked out the window on the top floor of my castle, yes, my castle, taking slow sips from the crystal glass that held the dark thick rum, my drink of choice tonight, as I pondered over the past two years and how far we had come.

It slips from my hand and shatters on the floor loudly. You're useless! "Shut up!" I shout. I slide to the floor, my hands covering my ears as I sob painfully. Pick up the glass! And cut your stupid wrists! My hands shake as I pick up a shard of glass, holding it on my wrist. It would be so easy to make myself bleed. Do it!

My phone rang and after seeing the caller, I picked up right away. Ares Anderson I thought my break up with Madeline was the worse thing that happened to me but I was wrong. Athena tore me into pieces and there's no way that I'm able to move on with life. She took a piece of me with her along with my soul. I was going insane. I became an alcohol addict in one night and I didn't even bother to go to work. My parents and grandma were so worried for me. I laughed all day repeating what she said.

He had a painful expression, which annoyed Vivian. “Don’t look at me with that painful look. Someone might think I am wicked. But I am not. I just participated in the race, and I won. The game had no rules and all it cared about was to win. And I did exactly that. "Please get out of my house. I have already filed for divorce. I don’t need you in my house," she said harshly. "Are you driving me out of your own house?" he asked. “Please get out. You are destroying our peace. Hey drive him away. I don’t want to see him near this house." Shadrach, who is her fiancé, said.

Chapter Twenty-Two Alpha Lir POV The glass doesn’t shatter—it just breaks apart in my hand. One second I’m holding a crystal tumbler of aged scotch, the next my palm is burning, filled with red cuts and sharp, glittering pieces. I don't flinch. I don't even feel the sting. "Lir, your hand."

And it kills me in a way the betrayal never did. Lauren slides her arm through mine at the worst possible moment, pressing against me, touching me too much, pretending she belongs there. I don’t even look at her. I don’t move. I can't even breathe. My whole attention is locked on Rhiannon. On the girl who broke me once and somehow keeps breaking me again without even trying.

"What? Do you think I'm making this up to scare you?" The warm light from above cast a slanted shadow on the edge of the table. He stared at me, and for once, didn't rush to deny anything. "You broke up with me…because of this?" I almost laughed. "Does it even matter now? Even if I were healthy, I never would have lasted long enough for you to finally turn around and look at me. I overheard your friends talking. Apparently, I wasn't even someone you'd be willing to settle for. I used to think we'd actually make it to the end."

The book slipped from my hand and hit the floor with a dull thud. I didn’t pick it up. My eyes burned from reading, but I reached for another one anyway, dragging it off the shelf with shaking fingers. Dust scattered as I flipped it open, scanning lines too fast to fully process. “Severed bonds often result in—” I slammed it shut. “Useless,” I muttered, tossing it onto the growing pile at my feet. Another book followed. Then another. Titles blurred together—Fated Pairings, Ritual Disruptions, Wolf Instinct and Divine Order.

Silver gates slam shut around me, silver biting into me as I throw myself against it, trying to get it to break. I see Elias turn on a switch, and the moment I slam against it again, I'm electrified. I feel the thread, that small, scared thing trying to anchor between us, being shredded and torn apart. I'm in pain, like someone wants to shatter my skull, peeling my skin off inch by inch, ripping something from bone. “Hold him down,Elias!” “Increase the dosage, hold him the fuck down.” “Attach the erasure device.” Goddess please.