Chapter 14 THE CHRONICLES OF A DIARIST

She died in prison. After years of betrayal, humiliation, and pain. But fate gave her a second chance-rebirth. Now, she's no longer the submissive housewife everyone looked down on. She's a fierce, unstoppable boss lady-out for revenge. Cheating ex? Destroyed. Fake friends? Exposed. Dignity? Reclaimed. She takes back everything they stole from her-one slap at a time. But just when she thought she had control over everything, she comes home to the mysterious man in the wheelchair. With a sweet smile, she leans down. "Miss me?" He suddenly stands up, pins her against the wall, and whispers, "I missed you... and I need you." Her eyes widen. "Y-Your legs?! When did you-?" He smirks. "That's a secret."

A story of love, betrayal, and power within the gilded walls of Azzam Palace In the glittering city of Azzam, where loyalty is a weapon and silence a shield, newly crowned King Kamil stands at the edge of power - young, brilliant, and haunted by the weight of a kingdom that watches his every move. Milan, a lowly palace maid with a quiet spirit and melodious voice accidentally crosses paths with him, neither expects the spark that follows - a forbidden connection born in the shadow of the throne. But love in Azzam is never easy. As enemies close in - Bashi- the scheming uncle, Kaan, the jealous heir, and Jodha, the ambitious princess who is just a pawn in Mirian (kamil step sister)'s hand, the palace becomes a battlefield of whispers and deceit. And when Milan is accused of a crime that could destroy her, Kamil must decide whether to follow his duty... or his heart. In a world where every smile hides a secret, and every act of mercy could cost a crown, one truth remains - even kings can fall in love, and even love can start a war.

The Great Depression had gnawed away at everything, leaving my family-my parents, Mark and Susan, and me, Sarah-scrambling for survival in a city choked with despair. Then, they found Buddy, a stray golden retriever, shivering in an alley. Suddenly, my meager cannery wages, meant for rent and food, were funneled into premium dog food, toys, and vet visits for him. I worked myself to exhaustion, only to watch them hand-feed Buddy roasted chicken from our good plates while I got watery potato soup. He wasn't just a dog; a cold, malevolent intelligence lurked in his eyes, a mocking smirk reserved just for me. When I tried to evict him, he bit me, and my parents blamed me, tending to him while I bled, calling me a "jealous, worthless girl." My world shattered when I was laid off, and an eviction notice arrived. Our only hope was a government housing lottery. But when I announced it, my parents only saw three spots: one for them, and one for Buddy. "He's not a dog!" my mother screamed. "He's family! More family than you've ever been!" They raced off, dragging Buddy, leaving me, weakened by hunger and infection, to chase after them. I watched, horrified, as an official marked three names: my father, my mother, and the dog. They were ushered through the gate. They didn't look back as it locked, leaving me outside. Through the bars, Buddy looked at me and grinned. I died alone, freezing in an alley. Then, a sudden jolt. My eyes flew open. I was in my bed, the morning my parents found Buddy. My blood ran cold, hearing their cheerful voices. I was back. And this time, I wouldn't die in the cold. I would find out why they chose a dog over their own daughter. And they would pay.

I tried to breathe, trapped in the gilded cage of 1900s New York, a silent observer overshadowed by my brilliant sister Bea. My marriage to Arthur Pendleton, the influential industrialist, was supposed to be a safe harbor, a quiet escape from the era' s suffocating expectations. But then, an anonymous letter slipped under my door, revealing his carefully hidden life: a mistress, Daisy Miller, and a secret son residing in Greenwich Village. When I confronted him, Arthur didn't flinch; he simply suggested I, his wife, discreetly "manage" his affair and illegitimate child, appealing to my "renowned compassion." The audacity, the utter disgust of becoming the caretaker for his betrayal, stole my breath and shattered every illusion of our life. My humiliation was complete as Daisy Miller herself appeared, heavily pregnant again, desperate and blaming me for Arthur' s sudden abandonment. His pleas for me to accommodate his expanding secret brood, his appeal to my "compassion," were the final insult to my intelligence. How could the man who pledged lifelong fidelity demand such a monstrous thing, expecting me to legitimize his lies? But then, Bea, my whirlwind sister, uttered a single word – "Google" – and the silent understanding between us, our shared 21st-century secret, finally broke through. In that earth-shattering moment, the quiet engineer in me awakened; I would no longer be a doormat or a tragic victim of this strange, old world. I crushed the diamond necklace he gave me, a symbol of his worthless promises, and vowed to use every bit of my future knowledge to not just leave Arthur, but to utterly destroy him.

In a world of darkness and mystery, there lived a young woman named Moira. She was a simple girl, with simple dreams. She lived in a kingdom where different creatures like , vampire, werewolf, witches etc resides in with her family. She spent her days working and helping her family with her only sister. But little did she know that her life was about to take a turn into the realm of the supernatural. As a vampire king has fall in love with her and she is unaware of his true nature. The king's obsession with the Moira drives him to pursue her, despite her unwillingness to accept his advances. But the Moira has no choice but to accept as the king is very powerful and has authority over everything and everyone in the kingdom. As their story unfolds, secrets are revealed that could threaten to destroy everything they hold dear. Will the vampire king's love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path? Or will their differences prove to be too great?

Zhuri is just a lowly orphan,she's been living a pitiful and painful life since she was a child. She never imagined what her future would look like,the people she would meet,or most especially...her soulmate. Does she even have one? And then,what's her fate? She doesn't seem to care about any of these at all,until the journey started. Her Fate came knocking right in front of her,the voice she can't ignore. What next for her?? Then find out as you read this book.....💚