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Kathia

Author: Imran_Kathia
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GENERAL SYNOPSIS ..........Moses Maurice triggered by the death of his wife, seeks revenge and in doing so, takes the life of his best friend; Derek Moore............... ........ Anthony Moore, son of the late billionaire Moore, goes through traumatic experiences which almost cost him his life because of the death of his father........... ........He returns back home eight years later with nothing in his head but vengeance against his father's killer...... ....Read for yourself to see the epic battle between Moses (King Karma) and Anthony ( Dark Hood) ......... Preview on Karma's Revenge "I killed your wife" . There was an uncomfortable silence. Moses looked to and fro and faced him again . He punched him hard on the jaw as he loses balance and fell down. "No I don't believe you" he said as tears were threatening to fall off from his eyes. He stands up and faces detective Rod who looks at him with pity. "I wonder the faith you have in my abilities Moses" a voice said from behind. Instantly Moses turned back and faced Elba who held something in his hands. "What do you mean?" he asked . Moses felt his heart beat faster and faster each passing second. "Ooh you'll know soon" .At this the smoke bomb erupted and Elba was seen no more. Moses quick as lightening jumped the open window ledge and ran as fast as his legs could carry him. "Wait Moses!! " Detective Rod screamed but it was too late as the dust from the smoke bomb had blocked his sight.

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My true life story

My whole life has been a pain. At times it feels like I don’t belong and at times it feels like life and I ain’t friends. I believe the world would have been a better place without me; it’ll be better if I was with angels. Some people wouldn’t make fun of me, telling their friends they never loved me, that they only used me. The sexual perpetrators wouldn’t have done a thing to me and I wouldn’t be feeling this invaluable and unwanted as I would be no more. I don’t wish death upon myself. I know a lot has been already concluded about me but nobody knows me – and I mean nobody. I experienced sexual abuse (rape is a very strong word) in my life, not once and not by the same person, but you’ll never hear me call men names. Instead I embrace them. I believe people are different and I believe they can also change. I have a forgiving heart no matter how bad it was hurt. Throughout my life I never met a guy who never hurt me, never treated me better. I never met a guy who respected me, never met anyone who kept it real with me. They all mistreated me and disrespected me even. This is not about my love or past relationship experience. By telling you my life story I want you to know that I am strong enough for I have been through something that might have killed you. I became a parent at the age of nineteen and the sperm donor disappeared. Just when my son was six months I went back to school (Varsity). But my Dad got sick and quit his job and my bursary didn’t pay all my fees so I had to drop out of school. I had no one to help with my financial situation. People kept on judging me, making up stories about me. I know what poverty is and I know how it feels like going to bed on an empty stomach. What hurts most is that I had to go all out and try to help my family with this poverty situation, but my relatives only decided to judge us. I am from a very rich family, not my parents but their relatives. It’s just that they are selfish and judgmental. But they say it’s not a size of a dog that wins a fight but a size of a fight in the dog. That’s why I have a strong belief that my background doesn’t determine my future. And I believe I am a future and a hope for my family. Being a victim of rape doesn’t mean you led the perpetrators on, they just decided to abuse you. I am not only a victim of rape but cyber bullying as well and I never let those discourage me. They even made me stand up for myself even more… Suicide crossed my mind so many times but I know there are people who appreciate me and who I’m living for. It’s all thanks to my son; he inspires me to work hard for us and I know every situation has its own expiry date. I am not a victim but living proof that what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger. This is who I really am.

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My fairytale

THIS BOOK IS THE BRONZE TIER WINNER OF WPC #151, NEW YEAR SPECIAL ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Every year's last night, the barrier of the land of enchantment is broken. To live the unknown prophesy where a fairy will turn into a witch, will Tammana be the one to make it true? Rehaan met a rude girl at his new year party, who claimed herself as a fairy and the sparks ignited. Oh, don't be mistaken it's not love but war. Sparks to beat her to the core... He thought things will end there. But coincidence brought them together again in his office. And soon their random meetings turn into a strong bond from hatred to love that he even proposed her for marriage. But what he didn't know was the girl is not human but a cursed witch. **** Excerpt- Hello miss, may I know your name?" He asked politely to first check whether they are invited or not. "No" totally unexpected the girl blatantly denied him. She just gave him a quick glance and continued her giggling and drinking with her friend. It was the first time, someone had disrespected him and that also in his own club and party. But still, he didn't felt anger but amused. Her giggles were like music to the ear. Although he couldn't see her face, he was sure she is one hell of a beauty. "Excuse me miss but I am the host of the party and I need to know your name." This time he decided to show some authority to gain their attention. But the girls only giggled again. "Is it the duty of a host to go and ask the name of every person attending the party?" She asks in between their conversation. This time they didn't even spare him a look. "No, but I do check when I can't found who the person is. I am sorry but can you tell me who you are?" He asked as politely as possible. But the next reply made him speechless again "No" the girl replied again, she is taking him too lightly. After two. Year's "Run, we can't fight with all of them," Rehaan shouted to gain the girl's attention. But the girl was lost, tears running down her eyes. He tried to hold her hand to drag her but she jerked it off. Bewildered he turned but was thunderstruck to see the fire running out of his beloved hands. She burned the area and the men enough to make them safe. But still dread filled her heart, to see the face of the man she loved. He stood there in awe, but she took it as fear and turn again and ready to disappear. But the man caught her hands realizing his mistake Wiping the tear from her eyes, he hugged the girl with all her might. No words were needed as their body spoke the thought of their hearts.

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