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The Billionaire's Cursed Heiress

Zara Hansley had always believed herself forsaken by the gods due to the terminal illness she was diagnosed with. Every doctor she visited had declared she would not live past her 23rd birthday. Yet, when left with only a few months to live, Zara found out that the root of her illness was a curse, one which she could break. Just like that, she was given a new chance at life—she had to scour the earth for the cure in just a few short months or succumb to her fate. Fate, however, was a funny thing—it brought her to a stranger that would alter the course of her life forever, and his life by her. Born to an ancient family, Amir Frostcrown was cursed to bring misfortune to any female around him. Not only that, he was able to hear the thoughts of others, thus further drawing a line between him and other ordinary folk. As such, while these abilities amassed him an enormous wealth over the years, he was destined to live a loveless life of solitude. That all changed when his and Zara’s paths crossed. As someone that was completely unaffected by his curses and abilities, Amir Frostcrown was immediately intrigued by this dying girl. One dream, one vow, and two curses. That was all it took for Zara to tumble from the world of reality into fantasy. Would she be able to find her cure in time? When secrets are revealed, would Zara and Amir Frostcrown stand the test of time? *** “We were fated to be from the beginning!” he amusedly declared as he looked at her dotingly, eyes sparkling and only her image visible in his blue eyes. “I don’t believe in fate!” Zara mumbled softly as she looked to the ground, afraid of facing him and the undeniable truth he spoke of. “But don’t you see?” Amir asked. “Isn’t fate what led us to this very moment?”

GEEGEE · Fantasía
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CHAPTER 127: PHOEBE - ZAHRAH

Since she was coming to the temple and on such an important day, she didn't dare go without any offering. And now that an altar was staring at her, the offering she had been preparing for years could now be used.

From her tunic, Phoebe took out a white cloth embroidered with red threads. On the cloth, there was a scripture embroidered there. Her favorite and one that had become her mantra in life. The one which made her live smoothly, without bitterness, regardless of how poor her family was and how bitter life was.

"In everything you do, love yourself and your body first before you spread that to others. When you do, give it your all. There is happiness in seeing another person happy, smiling and knowing that your actions had contributed to making a day for him or her. I was born to serve, and reduce infliction and as long as I live, I will do my best to serve that purpose."

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