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Forrest swung to the opposite extreme, trading his loud pursuits for quiet devotion. Regardless of the weather, he would wait silently across the street from Serena's home every day, watching over her as she left for work and returned. He watched her in silence, desperately hoping she would sense the change in him and take him back. When he realized that Serena remained utterly unmoved, he finally snapped. He lunged in front of her, holding a syringe filled with wolfsbane. Without hesitation, he injected the poison into his own body right in front of her. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "Look, I've taken my revenge for you. Does this make your anger fade? Is this enough... to make you fo

"And what about me? The crap I went through, everything I lost—does that just not count? And she's still out there. How am I supposed to believe you won't get dragged back into her mess again?" I leaned in, voice low—like a whisper laced with poison. "Turn her in, and I'll stay. No doubts. No loose ends." He stared at me, eyes wide. For a second, it looked like my words finally broke through. He took a breath, jaw clenched—and hit connect. "Hello—" Before the operator could even finish, he hung up and flung the phone aside. "No, Yara. Anything else, I'll do it. But not this. That'd destroy her whole life. If she goes to prison, she's done."

If I don't see five million dollars before 8:00 pm tomorrow, I'll go to the police station to make a report then. It was just five million dollars. Given Uncle Adrian's current financial situation, he could definitely afford it. As soon as I stepped out of the cool and comfortable air-conditioned villa, I immediately felt the heat engulf me like a thermal blanket I could never get rid of. The sweat that had just dried quickly returned, drenching my skin, clinging to my clothes, and leaving me feeling sticky and uncomfortable. I decisively walked into a hair salon and asked the hairdresser, Tony Green, to shave all of my hair off.

When an innocent voice had their eyes widening. "Fuwck me! Fuwck me!" Arham mumbled happily while clapping his hands. Alex face was ashen as she stared at the raging form of Alizey, who was ready to kill. The buff man ran from there as Alizey ran behind him like a killer on mission. THE END BOOK 2 AND BOOK 3 of Sparkle of life (Sequel) is available on booknet app only. Follow KATHLEEN HAYAT there and read the books.

SHAWNA'S POV: Life has always been cruel to me, I have lost all those who were once close to my heart. Standing here all alone. Well, they say, nobody's life is perfect and neither is that they are perfect... But guess that is how life is, like me. I am not perfect or either my life is, for me, life is now a mystery. It is always in suspense what the next morning bring for me?... LIFE... the four-letter word... it's amusing how tiny and simple it looks, but when we see it closely, it is a big wide world. It would take another novel to write it all about.

I’ve never felt more alive than in the precise moment I surrendered to ruin. And maybe that’s the cruelty of it all. That aliveness, real and feral and breathing, comes not from just attraction or grace or safety but from the mouth of a wolf. A man. A sin. A moment that will eat me alive in retrospect, but tonight, tonight I wear it like a crown of thorns and I bleed with pride.

Let the people investigate on their own. “Funny story, Sebastian, the headline stated that I was an orphan. I want to let everyone know that I have a loving mother and a whole lot of people supporting and loving me behind the scenes.” I glanced at Ellie and smiled at her. She smiled back and waved her hand at me. “Regarding my father, honestly I don't care where on the earth the man is. He's absent my whole life and I don't think I have to acknowledge him anymore. So I really don't get the point why this anonymous person, who published the article, keeps bringing him up. This same person tormented me ever since I tied a knot, and right now it feels like I'm living rent-free inside her head.”

She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Who's going to believe you? You've got no proof. And let's be real. If you hadn't latched onto Rosalie, who would've given a penniless, powerless farmer like you a second glance?" Her words hit his sorest spot. The macho pride in him couldn't take it, and he lunged at Wendy, erupting into a full-blown fight. The two of them tore into each other, spilling dirt that left everyone's jaws on the floor. … While they were caught up in the chaos, I'd already made it to Harborstone. The second I saw my parents, tears spilled down my cheeks. Dad, who'd been putting on a straight face, immediately lost his composure.

Ophelia is my aunt…’ Telling them all the story that was told me, my last words were: ‘As my head is swirling more than an Olympic gymnast, I can only imagine how you must be feeling right now. At this moment I am ready to go through the Rite of Shadows. I don’t know what will be of me as I emerge from water. But I do know I love you both very much and you have been the best people I have ever met in this crazy thing we called life. I just hope everything turns out okay, and in seven days I will be ready to meet you both in Oxford. At home. Can’t wait to hug the hell out of you, guys. I love you. Bye.’

I slowly couldn't see anything. Such was life...some come and some go ... we're always busy with our daily works that we fail to see the beauty behind all these... Life, to be happy didn't always have to be happy....Maybe sometime these tears make us who we are....And make us stronger.... Because then can we be the best of ourselves.... To me, yang Sunni....this was a 10 year addiction life worth living..... ********* UNLOCK NEXT CHAPTERS FOR A QUICK FINALE SURPRISE! ,🥰