Story cover for 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, iron flame by 1-800-ISAACLAHEY
𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, iron flame
  • WpView
    Reads 599
  • WpVote
    Votes 44
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
  • WpHistory
    Time 16m
  • WpView
    Reads 599
  • WpVote
    Votes 44
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
  • WpHistory
    Time 16m
Ongoing, First published Jul 22
She came to survive Basgiath. 
But she didn't expect to become the weapon everyone fears.
All Rights Reserved
Series

Fly or Die, cassie hazelwood saga

  • 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, liam mairi cover
    Season 1
    38 parts
  • Season 2
    3 parts
Sign up to add 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, iron flame to your library and receive updates
or
#16bodhidurran
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
UNWANTED cover
Bellwether cover
Oblivion | Garrick Tavis cover
From Flames to Steel - Bodhi Durran cover
Equivalent Exchange | Yandere!BNHA x Reader cover
Treason's Tempest [Fourth Wing] cover
The Blazing Land (Scott McCall) cover
𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃, aaric graycastle cover
TCHAIKOVSKY; Fourth Wing cover
𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐒, garrick tavis cover

UNWANTED

100 parts Complete

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---