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Reborn as the Wife He Killed
The moment Emma saw Marcellus’s face go pale and his energy falter, she quickly stepped forward and cried out:
“I’ll take you there! Livia should be fine! I left a marker before we split—follow me, quickly!”
Without another word, she spun around and sprinted toward the eastern edge of the ruins. The gray-white morning mist hadn’t fully lifted, but Emma moved without hesitation, swiftly tracing the secret signs she had carved. She darted through shattered stones and crumbling walls.
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Ruined
But instead of stopping, her tears started falling down more and more, until her whole face was teary and quiet sobs were racking her body.
"Hazel, baby. Stop crying, will you? It's over now. I'm sorry for scaring you that way, Sweetheart. Stop wasting those precious tears. Look at me, baby. Look at me. It's all over now."
But Hazel knew it wasn't. It wasn't over. It was just the start of her destruction.
The reports were not of Emily's. They were hers.
She was pregnant. Pregnant with child of her rapist.
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One night with Mr Braxton
She couldn't believe her eyes.
Without a word, she took shaky steps into the entrance of her broken studio and swept through the remains of what was supposed to be the home of her most prized and personal designs.
The room was damaged beyond repair, starting from the dismantled doors to the torn couch, overthrown table and chairs, including the stands which held her designs. Rather, the stands which previously held her designs.
Now, everything was dismantled and destroyed into a gigantic heap of nothing. Everything was destroyed. Emma rushed into the room, headed towards the closet at the far end of the room. As she navigated the pile of rubbish, she could only hope and pray that some certai
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THE BILLIONAIRE'S OBSESSION: From player to Father
He was windswept and bright-eyed, the tension of the past week smoothed away by the vast, indifferent horizon.
“You okay?” he asked, his voice warm against her ear.
“I’m good.” She leaned into him. “This was a good idea.”
“Daddy used to bring Mummy and me here,” Emma said, appearing beside them, a piece of seaweed draped over her arm like a feather boa. “We built sandcastles. But the sand here is all wrong.”
“It’s pebbles, sweetheart,” Marcus said, his voice careful, neutral. “We can build a pebble castle.”
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The Last Signal
And for Emma, alive was enough.
She stood on the riverbank, the place where the crucible had once towered, a lattice of impossible geometry that had threatened to unravel everything she knew about herself, about the world. Now there was only mud, scattered fragments of the destroyed device, and the faint sparkle of sun on water. The crucible was gone, its light extinguished, its towers of memory dispersed. Emma picked up a small shard of the device, turning it in her fingers. The glow was gone, but the weight of its presence remained, a reminder of the choice she had made—her refusal to surrender her humanity to the Archive.
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The Billionaire Replaced Me With My Assistant
"I need a cleanup crew. At the old docks warehouse. Yes. One victim. And send the car to the south entrance to pick us up."
He hung up and finally looked at me. His blue eyes seemed brighter in the dim light. They moved from me to Ruth's body and then back to me.
Emma emerged from behind the crates. Her face was pale, and she walked slowly, as if she were dizzy. She stopped beside me and looked at Ruth. She brought her hand to her mouth.
"Oh, God," she murmured. "Is she...?", I didn't answer. I couldn't take my hands off Ruth. They were red and sticky.
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The Ruthless Luna Of Alpha Clyde
As the dust settled, Emma, Clyde, and Morris stood amidst the wreckage, the weight of their journey etched upon their weary forms as they watched Carrington wail on the body of his lifeless son.
“You will pay for this!” he cried out.
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The Ruin Wedding
I turned to the driver and said, "Return to the firm; if I need to go back there later, I'll just call you.
I had not stopped moving toward the white temple. and examined it. The only thing visible is the cement of the temple, which is the only thing left standing. I just made my way to the sea's edge by walking along the Rocks. I removed my heels in order to avoid tripping on the rocks. When I sit on a large rock that is slightly elevated, I can view the entire blue sea.
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RUINED OR PATCHED
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Ruined or patched.
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'Wreck Ruin' throws you into a dystopian megacity where the rich live in floating sky palaces and the poor scrape by in the toxic undercity. The streets are neon-lit nightmares full of augmented gangs and corporate mercenaries. Everything feels like it's rusting or decaying, even the people. The air's so polluted you need filters just to breathe outside the elite zones. The story mainly follows the dock districts—massive ship graveyards where scavengers risk their lives stripping old warships for parts. The whole place runs on black market deals and backstab politics. What makes it unique is how the city itself feels like a character, with its shifting alliances and hidden histories buried under layers of grime and corruption.
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