Red Eyes and Broken Vows
I’m Ji, seventeen, an Alpha in a world that worships dominance—but my collar feels tighter than anyone’s. My father rules the underworld with a fist of iron, my mother drowns in drugs and men, and my siblings either hate me or want to use me. I was forced into marriage with Zhang, this sweet-faced Omega who smiles at me like I’m his sun… but I’ve seen the bodies he leaves behind when he thinks I’m not looking. The worst part? I can’t bring myself to care. Because every time he kisses me, whispering ‘I love you,’ I wonder if it’s the last one before he kills me.The knife slipped between my ribs wasn’t meant to kill me—it was meant to remind me who owns me. Father’s voice still echoed from dinner: ‘You will honor this marriage, Ji. Zhang is ours now.’ But when I stumbled into our penthouse, bleeding and furious, Zhang was curled on the couch in silk pajamas, sipping tea like nothing happened.\n\n‘You knew,’ I whispered, pressing a hand to the wound. He looked up, eyes wide, lips trembling. ‘Knew what, alpha?’ he asked, voice honeyed with fake concern. Then he smiled—the kind that didn’t reach his eyes. ‘That your father paid me to keep you obedient? Of course I did.’\n\nHe set down the cup, stood, and ran a finger down my chest, smearing blood. ‘But I don’t want to be obedient, Ji. I want to be loved. So tell me… will you punish me? Forgive me? Or… will you let me do it again?’\n\nThe gun in the nightstand was loaded. So was the syringe in his pocket. One move could end this. But which one?
Winston Salmon
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Run Ji Run
My name is Ji. I’m running—always running. Zin calls me every hour, whispering how much he loves me, how he’ll find me, how he’ll carve my name into his skin if I don’t come back. He killed his last wife for leaving. He broke my ribs for falling asleep on the phone. And now I’m hiding at my father’s house, where even home isn’t safe. Dad threatens to tell Zin every time I ‘act up.’ Mom’s too high to care. My little brothers look up to me like I’m fearless. But I’m not. I’m terrified. And worst of all? Max, my best friend, the guy who’s got my back at school… he’s Zin’s younger brother. I don’t know who to trust. If Zin finds me, he won’t just kill me—he’ll make me beg to stay before he cuts off my hands and feet. I have to keep moving. Because love shouldn’t feel like a knife at your throat.
Aurora's Awakening
I remember the flames—the way they licked up the walls like living things, the screams that were swallowed by smoke. I was seven when my parents died, and my aunt’s home became my prison. Ten years of beatings, chores, silence. But tonight, everything changes. The Alpha of the Blackwood Pack has come to marry my cousin… yet his eyes only see me. I feel the pull in my blood, a fire reigniting. But love in chains is dangerous. And freedom? Freedom demands sacrifice.
My family
The house where I grew up breathes secrets through its walls. Every creak is a lie uncovered, every silence a judgment passed. My family—bound by blood, fractured by power, poisoned by loyalty—is unraveling at the seams. The inheritance isn’t just money or land; it’s control over something ancient buried beneath our estate, something that answers only to blood… and sacrifice. Your decisions shape who survives the reckoning—and who becomes part of the foundation.
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