SHADOWS OF REDEMPTION

SHADOWS OF REDEMPTION

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture8m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., juil. 9, 2025
Evelyn wakes up in a dim, unfamiliar room with no memory of who she is, how she got there, or even her own name-only a small tag on her wrist that reads "Evelyn." She soon discovers she's not alone. Dozens of other girls, equally lost and broken, are trapped with her in a heavily guarded facility masked as a rehabilitation center. But this place is anything but safe-it's a hub for human exploitation, where identities are stripped, minds are controlled, and hope is systematically erased. Haunted by fragmented flashes of a life she can't piece together, Evelyn begins to question the reality around her. Through silent rebellion and stolen whispers among the girls, she learns the truth: they are victims of a powerful underground network that thrives on erasing the past to control the present.
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One minute, Clara was walking home. The next, she was gone. Kidnapped off the street by three strangers-Ezra, Silas, and Lucian-she wakes up in a mansion too perfect to be real. Every room is tailored to her. Every meal, every hobby, every word-they knew everything. And now they expect her to play along in their twisted version of a family. They wanted her. To them, Clara is the missing piece. The daughter they've been waiting for. The one they've been preparing for. Every room is made for her. Every rule is meant to shape her. And every smile hides something sick. Ezra. Calm, calculating, always three steps ahead. No matter how careful Clara is, he sees through her. Every lie. Every escape attempt. Every flicker of rebellion. Silas is distant and cold, but dangerous in his silence. Silas keeps his distance-but when he looks at her, it's like he sees straight through. And Lucian... Lucian's the gentle one.The one who brings her hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and brushes her hair. The one who says this is all for her own good. Lucian is soft-spoken and kind... almost like he wants her to believe this could be real. But it isn't. They don't want her freedom. They want her obedience. Her love. Her role. They call it family. She calls it a nightmare. But if Clara wants to survive, she might have to play along. Even if it means pretending to love her captors. _________________________________________ Author's Note: This is a story I've been wanting to post and now I've finally done it. I would really appreciate your support by voting on the chapters and by commenting, or just leaving suggestions you would like me to incorporate, I'm more than happy to read your suggestions. •Any pictures seen or used throughout this book is not mine, I used Pinterest to cultivate all my ideas. [All credit must go to the rightful owners] DISCLAIMER: This book is not a dark romance, mafia-related, thriller, it doesn't contain themes associated with those genres.

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