감금 Novels & Stories

I'm really not strong. My father once told me that I should be able to keep this house as well as possible. This house is a testament to the harmony of my family. On the main door, the beautiful S H I N inscription is engraved. It was a gift from my father for my seventh birthday. however, that door is now gone. The S H I N door has been transformed into a large gold door filled with pearl knick knacks. Uncle and aunt had changed it in such a way, right after a week of my parents' departure.

Gemini’s POV The wedding I have been super busy with my new branch which I am trying to open in Ghana , the different time zone means while I am talking with my project manager I do not get enough sleep which is really telling on me, but knowing the economy of this world , I knew you cannot make a change without money, you need money to command respect and have things done , without money nobody would listen or respect you it is the world order, so if I am to unite the world I need money which means I need my company to be doing the most so as to generate enough money for all that needs done.

Kaden says. I watch as he takes the box from the plate. I gasped when he opened it, and inside was the most amazingly gorgeous ring I had ever seen. The center stone is enormous, and the flawless diamond shines brightly. The center stone is surrounded by a plethora of smaller diamonds set in a band of platinum. I can’t take my eyes off the ring. I hear a cough and look back at Kaden, who has a worried look on his face. Shit, I haven’t answered him yet.

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I watched has prince Liam shifted into his giant form and pluck the fruit for me. He reduced back and gave it to me " thank you" I said. "Come there's one more thing I want to show you" he said to me . Prince Liam took me to a different place entirely. The place was a little dark and surrounded by tall trees. There was a river in-between the trees, a kinda blue water. We stood at the bank of the river. "This river is called healing river , it does two things" he said. " What two two things does it do" I asked curiously.

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"You can't just—" "Quiet," one of them muttered. Her chest tightened, panic creeping in as her eyes darted around. Where was Sebastian? Where was Kane? Then— "Got it." The words cut through everything. Mona's head snapped toward the booth. The guard straightened, something clutched in his hand. Bundles. Thick. Neatly wrapped. Cash. A lot of it. Her breath left her in a sharp, shaky exhale. "What...?" she whispered.

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from