BLOODBOUND FATE

The prophecy didn't save me, it claimed me. Death was not her ending...... it was her rebirth. Awakened into a world of gods, bloodlines, and ancient curses, she learns that her second life is bound to a prophecy written long before she existed. Marked by divine blood and hunted by fate, she becomes the one Olympus never wanted to rise again. As secrets unfold and forbidden bonds form, she must decide whether to obey the destiny forced upon her or defy the gods who control her future. But prophecies always demand a price, and some rebirths are meant to destroy the world that created them. Because being reborn under a cursed prophecy means there is no escape, only fate.

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Chapter 2

"What are you talking about? I don't get it! What prophecy??? Who is Sarina? Who is that woman? Can you please answer all of my questions Ms. Gina?"

After what happened that time, I no longer knew what happened. After that woman on that stage disappeared like a bubble, I apparently lost consciousness, according to Ms. Gina. I also cannot remember everything about how people were able to move normally again.

I saw Ms. Gina staring blankly, as if she did not know how to explain everything that happened to me.

"Calista.... It is hard to explain, but I just want you to know that everything I will tell you is the truth. Everything you will find out, you need to accept. I know it is difficult, but that is the reality."

"What do you mean?"

"You are an immortal. You are not a normal human. We are living in an immortal world. I have powers. You have powers, and in the coming days you will also know everything."

"But why can't I know now? Who am I really?"

Before Ms. Gina could speak, I suddenly asked her a question because I remembered something. "By the way Ms. Gina.... After what happened that night. What happened to the people? How did they return to moving normally?"

She smiled at me and stood up. "Come, come with me outside, there are many people there."

Even though I was curious, I followed Ms. Gina. I don't know if she plans to answer my question.

"What are we doing here outside? Is there an answer to my ques-"

My eyes widened at what I saw. Ms. Gina snapped her fingers while I was speaking, and I was shocked when the world stopped just like what happened at my pageant yesterday.

"Do you believe me now? Calista you are not dreaming. Try to snap your fingers."

Even though I was nervous, I still did it. I snapped my fingers and my face was totally shocked.

When Ms. Gina snapped, the world and surroundings stopped. But when I tried to snap my fingers, it suddenly returned to normal.

For a moment, I just stood there, my heart pounding so loud it felt like the frozen world could hear it. The people around us moved again as if nothing strange had happened, laughing, walking, talking, completely unaware that time itself had just stopped and restarted.

I slowly looked at my hand, flexing my fingers as if they no longer belonged to me. "I... I did that?" My voice trembled. "How is that possible?"

Ms. Gina turned to me, her expression serious now, no trace of a smile left. "That is only a fraction of what you can do, Calista," she said softly. "What you just witnessed is proof. Proof that what I told you is real."

My chest felt tight. Questions flooded my mind, faster than I could speak them. "Then the pageant... that woman... Sarina... all of it wasn't just my imagination?"

"No," Ms. Gina replied firmly. "Everything that happened was meant to awaken you. Your powers are beginning to surface, and once they do, there is no turning back."

I swallowed hard. "Then tell me the truth," I said, meeting her eyes. "If I'm an immortal... if this world is real... then what is my role in all of this?"

Ms. Gina took a step closer and lowered her voice. "That," she said, "is the part of the prophecy you are not ready to hear yet."

The weight of her words settled heavily on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I looked around once more at the ordinary world that now felt unfamiliar cars passing by, children laughing, people glued to their phones none of them knowing that reality could be bent with a simple snap of a finger.

"Then what happens now?" I asked quietly. "Do I just go back to pretending everything is normal?"

Ms. Gina sighed, her eyes softening. "For now, yes," she said. "You must live as you always have. But things will change, Calista. You will start noticing strange dreams, sudden emotions that don't feel like your own, moments where your power reacts before your mind does."

A chill ran down my spine. I remembered the nightmares I used to brush off, the voices I thought were just thoughts. "And Sarina?" I asked. "Who is she to me? Is my name sarina or what? Why they called me Sarina?"

Ms. Gina hesitated, and that pause frightened me more than any answer could have. "Sarina is connected to your destiny and past," she finally said. "Whether as an ally or an enemy... that will depend on the choices you make."

"Choices?" I repeated. "You mean this isn't already decided?"

"The prophecy shows possibilities, not certainties," she replied. "Even immortals are bound by choice."

I clenched my hands into fists, feeling a faint warmth pulse through my palms. Power. Mine. The realization was terrifying and thrilling. "Then teach me," I said. "If I have these abilities, I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want to lose myself."

Ms. Gina nodded slowly, a small smile returning. "That is why I'm here," she said. "To guide you... and to protect you from those who will come once they sense your awakening."

My heart skipped a beat. "They're coming?"

"Yes," she answered honestly. "And when they do, Calista, you will finally understand why the world had to stop for you that night."

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My husband, a powerful tech mogul, stole my sister' s posthumous research award. He gave it to his young protégé. The same woman who killed my sister. He didn't just steal her legacy. He threatened to destroy my lab and my life's work-the cure for the very cancer that took our family-if I didn't publicly endorse his mistress. When I confronted him, he let her destroy my irreplaceable samples. Then, he had my hands, the hands of a neuroscientist, systematically broken to ensure I could never work again. He imprisoned me, forcing me to sign away my entire career and publicly apologize for crimes I didn't commit. He called it "discipline," a lesson I needed to learn. How could the man who swore to protect me become my personal tormentor? But as I lay in a hospital bed, broken and alone, a text message lit up my screen: "Need help? I owe your family a debt." He thought he had erased me. He had only forged me into a weapon.

Action Modern Mystery

8.6

Contract With A Monster: The Heiress's Revenge

8.6

It was my birthday, but instead of celebrating, I was bleeding on the floor of my own bedroom. My sister Serena had just smashed a champagne bottle over my legs, her eyes filled with a dark madness because our father allowed me to wear the family diamonds. To escape her, I bolted into a pitch-black guest suite, only to be grabbed by a man who felt like a wall of solid muscle. He was drugged, unstable, and pinned me against the wall, his teeth sinking into my neck in a primal claim that left a permanent mark. I managed to flee, but the nightmare was just beginning. My father didn't care about my injuries; he only cared that I had "insulted" the man in that room—Delos French, the most powerful CEO in New York. He threatened to stop paying for my mother’s critical care facility unless I went to Delos and begged for his forgiveness. My brother Julian was even worse, intentionally pouring scalding coffee over my bandaged wounds just to see me flinch. They forced me into a revealing gold dress, treating me like a high-priced commodity to be sold to the highest bidder to save their failing company. I didn't understand how the people who were supposed to love me could be more predatory than the monster in the dark. I had spent my life fixing their scandals, yet they were ready to throw me to the wolves the moment I became useful as a pawn. But when I stood before Delos French at his gala, he didn't see a trophy. He recognized my scent, my touch, and the fire in my eyes. He trapped me in his private lounge, kneeling to clean the blood from my injured feet. "Marry me," he whispered, his voice a low, terrifying growl. "And I will give you the power to burn your family to the ground." I looked into the eyes of the man who had hunted me and realized he was the only one offering me a weapon to destroy the people who had broken me. "Okay," I whispered.

Action Billionaire Horror

8.6

Do I Have A Thing With My Professor?

8.6

Lilac Stone once wanted nothing more than being unnoticed. But everything changed the moment she met Adrian Cole, the new lecturer. He's distant and completely off-limits. She's quiet, guarded, and unprepared for the way he sees right through her. What begins as harmless conversations after class quickly turns into something far more dangerous-something neither of them can stop no matter how hard they try. But then they're living in a world where rules are meant to be followed, and their connection is one line they were never supposed to cross. Whispers turn to accusations. Secrets are exposed. Their futures are at risk. They are merely two opposites-a lecturer and a student, a male and a female-but they are bound to destroy each other as long as they are huddled in one space at the same time. What then can they choose: forfeit their futures and embrace their happiness, or let the latter slip while keeping their careers intact?

Action Sci-Fi Young Adult

9.1

His biker girl, Her biker prince

9.1

He lifted his hand and brushed a strand of hair from my face, fingers grazing too gently. I snapped, "How many times do I have to tell you not to touch me?" His mouth curved, the faintest smirk. "You walked in here looking like a fucking temptation. And you think I'm not supposed to touch?" I tilted my chin, refusing to back down. "Funny. I thought you said I didn't look good." He leaned closer, voice low, eyes burning through me. "You don't look good. You look dangerous." My chest tightened, heat crawling under my skin. I rolled my eyes, masking the pull I refused to admit. "Get lost," I muttered, shoving against him. "You're mine, Tessa," ****** His Biker Girl | swore l'd never get tangled up with bikers. Then I met him. Jason "Viper" Kane, the ruthless prince of the Black Serpents. Arrogant. Untouchable. Dangerous. Every girl on campus wants him, but not me. He thought I'd be easy to break. He was wrong. Her Biker Prince She's fire wrapped in leather, and every time she rides, she tempts me closer to the edge. Tessa Monroe, bold, defiant, impossible to control. I wanted to crush her pride, ruin that ego, make her beg. But the more I chase her, the more I burn. She's the one thing I shouldn't want. And the only thing l'll never let go.

Action Mafia Young Adult

8.4

Married To My Enemy's Spy

8.4

To save her legacy, she'll marry her greatest enemy. To save her life, she'll have to trust his lies. Aria Hale has only one objective: to destroy the Veridian family. Twenty years ago, they ruined her mother's career and her family's reputation. Now, as Hale Enterprises is about to go out of business, she is forced into a marriage of convenience with the man she dislikes most: Luca Veridian. Luca is a ruthless, calculating, and cold-hearted man. He doesn't just want the Hale company; he wants proof of their wrongdoings. He makes the deal for the marriage contract for one year for his own purposes: to get close enough to Aria to put her in jail. The rules are simple: Live together. Act as if you're in love. Don't show your true intentions. As they play a deadly game of cat and mouse in their shared penthouse apartment, the lines between protection and sabotage get blurred. Luca, the ruthless man, is hiding his own demons, and Aria, the ruthless woman, has a secret that might destroy both their empires. Yet, when a shadow from their past, the mysterious "Architect," comes back to finish what was started all those years ago, Aria and Luca learn that they are not the players in this game, but the pawns instead. Betrayed by blood, bound by contract, Aria and Luca must now choose whether to keep their secrets and die, or fall in love and burn the world down together.

Action Modern Romance

9.0

Married To My Ex's Ruthless Uncle

9.0

My father was dying in the ICU, and our family company, the Martin Group, was on the verge of total collapse. While I was desperately trying to sign the consent form for his life-saving surgery, my fiancé, Eston, sent me a text. "I told you not to be stubborn. The company is mine by Friday. Beg me, and I might pay for the funeral." He had been secretly looting my family's assets from the inside, waiting for me to break so he could steal everything. He thought I would crawl back to him in absolute despair, surrendering my father's legacy just to survive. The sheer weight of my helplessness crushed my chest as the heart monitor next to my father's bed let out a frantic, high-pitched scream. The betrayal tore through me, but the despair quickly hardened into a cold, sharp stone. Why should I let the man who ruined me dance on my family's grave? Why should I let him walk away with everything while I lost the only family I had left? I wiped away my tears and blocked his number permanently. Then, I stepped out into the freezing Manhattan rain and went straight to the top floor of the Maxwell building. I threw my remaining shares onto the desk of Ellwood Maxwell—the apex predator of Wall Street, and Eston's untouchable, ruthless uncle. "I want you to marry me," Ellwood said, pushing a marriage contract toward me. "That is the only way your company survives." I picked up the pen. If Eston wanted to destroy my life, I would become his aunt and make him bow.

Action Modern Romance

BLOODBOUND FATE

Chapter 2

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