Twisted Lovestruck

Violet nearly 16 is out for revenge. She is learning new things about herself. Will she completely lose herself? Will she find herself? Will she get her desired revenge? Will she save her sisters? She knows what she has to do will she pull it off.

I returned home after studying abroad for three years, only to find that my brother’s girlfriend had brought her entire family to live in my mansion. The moment they saw me, they pinned me against the floor. "How dare you! Call him your sweetheart, spend his money, and now you're here to take my mansion? " When I saw the girlfriend’s crazed antics, I was shocked. “Who did you say owns the mansion?” “It’s my boyfriend’s, but it’ll be mine sooner or later. It has nothing to do with you.” With her parents, she yanked off the ancient pendant on my neck and crushed my heirloom bracelet. They even tied up my limbs, put me on the table, and positioned me in a humiliating pose to post online. Her brother pinned my legs down and reached under my shirt…

On our wedding day, Carter Hall's father took his own life in our new home. He left a suicide note, blaming me for his death. From that day forward, Carter despised me to the core. He said, "Lindsey Thomson, you deserve to rot in hell, atoning for your sins for the rest of your life." Eventually, just as he wished, I wandered the streets, mute and half-insane, living a life worse than a stray dog. But then, he regretted it.

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

My body drifted in the river for five years before a fishing enthusiast reeled it in. Even though the forensic pathologist managed to reconstruct my face from when I was alive through craniofacial reconstruction technology, the hatred my brother had for me remained as strong as ever. "That better be her body! She has been on the run for five years! Even in death, she doesn't deserve pity! In fact, it simply is a disgrace to have a murderer like her as the daughter of the Clarke family!" he hissed. Everyone thought he despised me with every fiber of his being. Yet, as he spoke, his entire body trembled. Who would have guessed that the distress call I made to him five years ago would end up becoming the main factor that hastened my death?

When my husband is away on a business trip, I'm left at home with my brother-in-law. One night, he hands me a glass of milk that's been laced. Then, he violates me…

"ความผิดของท่านพี่มิใช่ความผิดของข้า ทำไมข้าจะต้องมารับเคราะห์แทนนางด้วย เรื่องจริงหรือไม่ท่านมั่นใจได้อย่างไร? ข้าเชื่อว่าท่านพี่ปรากฏตัวในสักวันหนึ่ง เมื่อนั้นท่านต้องสืบสาวราวเรื่องหาข้อเท็จจริงเสียก่อน เป็นถึงท่านแม่ทัพก็ต้องมีความยุติธรรม ไม่ใช่อยุติธรรม หากเป็นเช่นดั่งที่ว่าไว้ ข้าน้อยยินดีรับผิดแทนท่านพี่แต่โดยดี" อะไรทำให้ฉันพูดอย่างนี้ออกไปนะ เสี่ยวเยา รนหาที่ตายแท้ๆ "ได้! ในเมื่อเจ้ากล้าพูดเช่นนี้กับข้า..." นิ้วชี้ที่เรียวยาวของท่านแม่ทัพจับลำคอขาวนวลของนาง ไว้ แม้จะไม่ออกแรงใดๆ แต่เหมือนจะบอกเป็นในว่า 'หัวเจ้าจะหลุดออกจากบ่าแน่นอน' ท่านแม่ทัพผู้นี้เปลือกนอกงดงามดั่งกว่าบุรุษทั้งหมดในใต้หล้า น่าเสียดายที่ถูกจารึกไว้ซึ่ความโหดเหี้ยมของเขาไว้ในหน้าประวัติศาสตร์

I go to my boyfriend after hearing about him flirting with his college senior. On the way there, I get into an accident and suffer from temporary memory loss after a head injury. He hurries to the hospital but points at his stoic dormmate and claims he's my boyfriend instead. He wants to use this to get rid of me. I'm unaware of this, so I hold the handsome dormmate's hand and look at him with bright eyes. "So, you're my boyfriend." Later, I regain my memory but still want to be with the handsome dormmate. I want to sever ties with my boyfriend, but he breaks down.

On the night of her birthday, Celeste Morrigan loses everything her parents dead in an accident, her sister in bed with her boyfriend, and her uncle stealing her inheritance. Branded cursed for her gift of visions, she flees to Nocturne, a shadowed bar where rogues and alphas mingle. One drunken night, the ruthless Alpha Kaelith Draven mistakes her for his long-dead mate and claims her, leaving Celeste broken, but not beaten. Weeks later, a secret blooms within her his child. Determined to protect her baby, Celeste builds a new life among rogues, her gift sharpening into power. But fate isn’t done with her. Kaelith’s pack demands a Luna, his wolf craves her, and enemies circle with blades and lies. Caught between betrayal and destiny, Celeste must decide: will she remain the cursed orphan everyone despises or rise as the Luna who brings empires to their knees?

I always knew Wilbet was cruel. But I never thought he’d put a price on me. A marriage built on duty. A husband who thrived on power. And now, a contract that sealed my fate. To another man. Thirty million dollars. That’s all it took for Wilbet to sign me away like a business deal, like I was nothing. As I sat across from the stranger who now owned me, I realized something chilling. He never once looked at Wilbet. Only at me. And in his gaze, I saw it—possession. This wasn’t love. This wasn’t escape. This was the beginning of something far more dangerous.