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Queen of Hearts: Turning Prison into my own Kingdom

Yes, i was framed, yes my mother hates me! yes,my life has been somewhat miserable! But do i hate it here? HECK TF NO! in here, i rule, in here i thrive... all men fall at my feet. Every little move i make is glorified...they literally worship me! and all i just have to offer them is my ever lovely beauty. This is my Harem and i am the one calling the shots!. ..... Zara is 20 and gets sent to Blackspire prison for a crime she didn’t do. Her own mom spits in her face and says she hates the day she was born. The prison is full of men—way more guys than girls. Women do all the hard work while the men act like they own the place. Zara doesn’t cry or break. She decides to take control. She uses her beauty like a weapon. She starts small: smiles, touches, whispers. Men begin to notice her fast. In just a few days, guys like Jax (the quiet helper), Rico (the cocky one), and even a guard named Hale start bringing her gifts—gum, an apple, water—just to get close to her. Then the real danger shows up. Three powerful men run everything: - Reaper (the scarred, scary one who breaks people) - Prince (the charming guy who lies with his smile) - Throne (the huge, silent giant who stares like he already owns you) They all watch Zara too. Reaper even comes close in the laundry room and talks to her for the first time. He warns her he doesn’t play games. She smiles and says she only plays to win. Zara is already collecting men like prizes. They fight over her attention. They get jealous. They want her more every day. She teases them, rewards them, but never gives everything away. She’s turning the prison upside down—one look, one touch, one gift at a time. Soon the small guys won’t be enough. The three kings will want her next. And Zara plans to make them beg for the chance to kneel. The Queen of Hearts is awake. The game is just getting started. And she’s playing to rule everything.
Joseph_PupA · 1.2k Views

Death at my door

Have you ever wondered what happens during death—or what lingers after it? I have. I saw it. I endured it. And it is a story I wish I could forget. Ann Jones lived an ordinary life, indistinguishable from millions of others, until the cruel hand of fate closed around her and shattered everything she knew. What followed was not a single death, but many—each one different, each one more horrific than the last. There are countless ways to die. Accidents, poison, drowning etc. Now imagine one person forced to experience all of them. Ann is trapped in a living hell no human should ever know. Every death strips away another piece of her sanity. Every rebirth drags her back into suffering she cannot escape. With each return, her hope erodes, replaced by a single desperate wish: for life to finally end. To Ann, she wonders what can end her suffering But when she is forced to relive the torment yet again, she begins to question the purpose behind her suffering. Why her? Why this endless cycle? And what unseen force stands at the door between life, death, and rebirth? “No… I don’t want rebirth,” Ann sobbed, clutching her head as her thoughts unraveled. “I just want it to be over. Once and for all. Why me? Why me?” As her sanity fractures, Ann must confront a terrifying truth: Rebirth is not a gift. It is the cruelest form of torture. Rebirth is good when you're able to change what pain you felt before but when rebirth increases the pain what's the point. And if she cannot change what happens at the door of death, she may never truly escape it. Genre: Thriller / MysteryTone: Dark, haunting, yet threaded with fragile hopeCore Themes: Survival, human experimentation, the meaning of death, the cost of rebirth
light_feathers · 2.2k Views