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By the time the frost came, no one would know that a wealthy American had bought a private island in the Gulf of Mexico. Standing on the helicopter landing pad, looking out across the endless blue water, Clara felt something she hadn't felt in months: hope. The island was her dream sanctuary—a place where she could build a new life far from the frozen wasteland the world would become. The bunkers in the mountains and the desert were for survival. The island was for living.

“Who are you?” “My name is of no concern, lost with time. I am one of the original.” She says. “To answer your question, perhaps I can help. Even though we still have our conscious we were left unaware of the changes our people made. We were unable to keep up with the increased demand and no longer could bring in enough women to meet that demand. Because of this, new women were sacrificed to power The Core. It wasn’t until each new woman being sacrificed were we made aware of how everything changed. It wasn’t our intent for things to go this far. It disgusts us to even think how our once loved families are now treating the very women who gave them an heir to continue their bloodlines.”

He doesn't want to argue with the girl anymore. After Jewel drank the last shot of tequila she ordered, she looked at her watch and she was shocked when it was already 10:00 pm. That's why she noticed that there are so many people entering this bar and that it's started to be crowded already. She notice that the people in this bar started to get wild already, there are people busy dancing like a wild animals in the crowd, there are people who are making out, there are a group of friends that she thinks are chillin', there are couples and single and most of all there are girls like a whore who's waiting for a victim or a customer.

after getting up Ziva explained her mom, what were her uncles intention wishing that she will understand her trauma and the anxiety she was in also the way that man tried to touch her trying every means to fulfill his filthy desires for her was still making her shiver in fear "Dare you speak momma from your filthy mouth..this two only have that right" pointing towards her elder children her mother declared, "he was just admiring you and for that, we would have gotten a big investment for your brother's new business and your father's company... But an unwanted child like you won't ever understand others pain, it would have been better if I had killed you when you were born" Christine said wit

Never could she imagine that Adrian would treat her like that, all because of a gift Elowen gave him. Never in her life had she ever touched a wastebasket, but she did that day to retrieve those items as Adrian had demanded. Because of that humiliation, Scarlett swore to deal with Elowen. And the first step was to disturb Elowen’s young career — to reveal to the media that Elowen was living with a man even though she was unmarried. Scarlett knew it would become a scandal. The message she received was from the person she had sent to secretly follow Elowen and get evidence of her living with a man.

"You’re the one who didn't want it, remember?" Gerard shrugged lazily, his body relaxing into the chair like he hadn't a single worry in the world. "I like bossing people around without all the paperwork. It's much more fun that way." We all laughed — even me, even Phoenix — the sound light and easy. Phoenix threw her head back dramatically, her rainbow hair catching the sun. "You guys are such clichés. All this empire-building and no private island yet? Disappointing." Christopher rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Give me six months, Saavedra. I’ll have an island and a helicopter."

Despite her unease, she was drawn to the place out of curiosity. As she neared the entrance, she noticed an unexpected commotion. The loud noises, a mixture of shouting and grunts, pierced through the thin walls of the warehouse. The sound was alarming, but her curiosity got the better of her. She edged closer, careful to avoid making noise. Peeking through a slightly ajar door, Izzy’s heart sank as she saw a horrifying scene. A man was being beaten severely by a group of men, the violence methodical and brutal. The attacker’s faces were partially obscured, but their actions were chillingly clear. Izzy's instinct was to retreat, but in her haste, she stumbled over a discarded item, causing a

She's mine. My jaw tightened as I quietly looked at Kylie. She's now sleeping peacefully while hugging the pillow. I couldn't sleep as my heart was full of worries. I never imagined that her parents, especially her mother, treated her like this. I didn't see this coming, and I never in my wildest dream did this happen. "Sleep well, honey. . . I'm just here. I will never leave you," I whispered in the dark. We arrived on the Island of Hope, and it was dark already. This Island's location was at the very bottom of this country. The population of the indigenous people that live here is threatened with extinction because of the unique social upbringing and blending of people into their tradition

I know, I am antsy Justin and Maverick sat down in either arm chair “There are multiple rouge camps around this pack. Most fairly small, about a dozen or so. They are out scouting for a girl. They were told by someone that she is in the pack but since the last few people who got too close died, they are all staying away at a distance and using binoculars. Rumor was that there is a camp that is now the size of a small pack. This pack supposably is in Florida. Apparently, they use the shipping docks to transport cargo, aka women and children, to a deserted island. That island is where ‘The Savior’ is at. It is off U.S. soil so the laws do not apply to them. I have information that they have co

Marcus will never be able to touch me again. I hate the thought of leaving Isla Martago, it's the only place I’ve ever been until now. The world has such beautiful places to explore. If I marry Nikolai, maybe he’ll take me on a honeymoon to Greece or Spain, some amazing place somewhere far away from the island, a place with white beaches and crystal clear water. Anyplace really the farthest from here the better and leave the ghost of my past that follows me around like a shadow. It's a constant reminder.