The Author
In a cabin, there was a woman who sat looking through her window at the mountain in the background and the lake.
Her life had been tragic love-wise.
The pain and sorrow in her last life had been sad, but it is OK. She had channelled all of that into web novels. Dog Blood novels with so many plot holes she had become famous for angering her readers to the point her black fans span over the hundreds of thousands to millions worldwide.
The emptiness within her never seemed to go away. And by all that's holy, she had tried, but only this worked. How can someone who did not believe in happily ever after write a romance novel with a 'HE'. Nah, she could not.
Now she was thinking about her novel before smirking and typing away on her laptop.
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#Runaway bride#
Chapter 1
If you want someone to die tragically, how do you kill them?
I can list so many, but you know what really counts as a tragic death?
Death from a broken heart.
Hehe.
The one you love telling you how they used you after you gave your all. After they had taken all of your love; life blood, breath, devotion, and stomped on it.
The World of men, the world where women are sadly, in every era a woman is always nothing more than cannon fodder.
As for those bitches who are reborn claiming they wish to change their fate?
What fate?!
When you change it, what is the chain reaction?
Those people who then have to suffer because of your selfishness.
I am awake now.
This world, I am glad I have awakened. You want to be selfish and take away my things?
Here, have them.
You want me, a mere passerby to become your stepping stone?
Sorry, I am not willing to help you.
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Slim, well-formed, earth-toned fingers flew across the keyboard as the woman wrote. Her mind continued to unfold the story of a woman who had a tragic ending due to the fact of the 'heroine' being reborn and counter-attacking. She felt excited writing this book thinking of how many holes she could dig for her readers. Gassing them up before making them fall like dead weight.
The full pink lips curved into a smirk as the story unfolded before her.
Introductory chapter, chapter 1...4...6...hehe.
She wondered how many readers would give her a one-star this time. How many will outline how much better this book could be?
Her heart felt better, if only for this short time. She continued to write her mind popping up images that she continued to write down. She was so deep into this that time flew yet she was unaware.
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Chapter 4
…. My model form, boobs that were not too big, not too small, so for my dream guy around 2m that can fit those large palms. My legs would be long and thick, but not overly so. My height would be just to his collar, with a slim back and small waist.
That there it was me. What I looked like and my dream guy had to be for me to hold him but my life was a dream that fell apart.
Cliche, I suppose, my man left me for my half-sister, my stepmom was a venomous snake, and my dad was a man who should be run over by a truck. I as the daughter, should have been smacked with a 2x4 to save myself, ah I was so gullible.
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Comments 453:
[Curiousgorgeous: wow I'm the first to comment good read author]
[Crissyandcherries:I am liking so far more more]
[Merrymerri: it's this author again, like a fool I am drawn in.]
[Stareeeeeee: sigh, I want to bash her. I feel I am about to fall in another hole she dug but I can't help it. Damn!]
[Aqaqwahhhh: I have toughened my heart. I will not give in to emotions!]
[Reader1234567: XP]
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Chapter 75
I really deserved to die, but I could not let them be happy. I could not allow my father to be blinded by a woman who was under the knife. How many times?
Take what my mother worked hard for. Did she get pregnant from him?
Fail, this man will be impotent, that woman will be trying, that man will be trying for a son who will never appear from all those blanks he shot.
Sister wants my man?
Have him?
I'm sure, super sure, that I can find better, so the subpar man, I Yumna Falala, born in China to an African father and mixed mother who died from heartbreak refused to live again like that.
So when I was reborn, just before I left the room to get married to the man who had made my sister pregnant and would never show up, I caught a taxi after slipping out.
I took the papers to the house in my name called the moving company and took out all of his suits and shoes, and the car that he drove in my name I called the rental company to pick it up and cancelled payment, I also cancelled the card he had.
Then still in my dress I went to some hotel, checked in and went drinking.
Somehow, though, the next day I did not expect that I would wake up sore and with a black and gold ring on my finger.
When I woke to empty my stomach, then took a quick shower followed by picking up my stuff, I didn't even spare the probably still naked man on the bed.
Well, if I did something so shameless I suppose the normal thing would be to get away as fast and as far as I can.
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Comments1578:
[Zoelovesherself: you go, girl!]
[Asherahesah: wow not bad for this type of book]
[Xysyyyyyyyyyyy: reverse harem.. Explicit scenes yessssss. Voted and rate.]
[HAYHEY: I made it without giving it!]
[Qqqqqqwwwww: HAYHEY, you know it's only c75, right? If you are an old reader wait until around two hundred before the urge to cough blood arises.
[ZenzanZoom: Hey reader Qqqqqqwwwww, don't break us so early. I remember in one of her more popular books the one with the multiple leads she broke our heart in c30.]
[AquAiq: Haha, yeh it was quite funny in that one. It took me almost a year to finish that book.]
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C210
Today was a busy day, I sold my shares in my dad's company, privately, since I had thirty percent and the company will not fall until about a year from now and it was earning profit I got an extremely good deal, I decided to buy a share in other stuff mostly like a net getting rid of all mostly every cent I had, keeping enough to live off for but that was in cash.
Cancelling my accounts, I decided to put up the shit house for sale and purchase an apartment in a remote area.
There I could have a garden to grow my food and open some random small shop. I snickered at that man how his face would be when all the money he thought he could take before marrying my step-sister was gone.
I swear I will die from laughter. Also the best thing to is that he was paying for the wedding, useless bastard. He will never make money off of me again!
Father, you love the light skin daughter with straight hair and lily like exterior alright, continue you useless bastard!
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