The Kingsley family was frozen in utter disbelief, their faces etched with shock and confusion. "Adam?" someone whispered, as if unsure if they were seeing a ghost. "He's alive?" another voice trembled.Patrick, bewildered by the sudden interruption, asked, "Who's that?" his eyes scanning the room in confusion.Adam's response was icy and deliberate. "I'm Adam Manchester, Sandra's husband." His voice sent a shiver down the spines of those present.Adam closed the distance between himself and Sandra, his eyes locked intensely on hers. He grasped her hands, pulling her away from Patrick's grasp. Sandra's heart soared with uncontainable joy as she swiftly moved to stand behind Adam, her eyes shining with tears.As Adam stepped forward, his presence commanding attention, he thundered, "I've come to reclaim my wife. This engagement is not happening. It will never take place!" His voice echoed through the room, leaving no doubt about his intentions.“Stop feeling like a god Adam, just becau
Back at Ray City, Sandra stood in front of a mirror, she was dressed up. Today was the engagement day and if Adam failed to come quickly, she would be someone else's.“Where are you, Adam?” Sandra said worriedly, she caressed her wedding ring, tears ran down her cheek with the realization that she'll no longer be with Adam forever.Suddenly her phone rang, it was her mother calling. Sandra immediately wiped the tears off her face, sniffed in and maintained a normal voice. “Hello, mother.”“Where the hell are you? The event will start soon and the Browns are on their way.” Her mother barked from the phone.“I'm done, I'll be on my way.”“You better hurry up! And you better dress nice, don't ruin this day for us, like you always do, I don't want any embarrassment today. Understood?!” Her mother spat, ending the call.Sandra sighed, her mother told her to dress elegantly, but she just chose to wear a simple red gown that still looked pretty on her. Sandra took an army scarf and rounded
"This is utterly humiliating," Theresa lamented. "What will I tell all my friends?"Mr. Luther's expression turned stern, his patience wearing thin. "Theresa, please. This is no time for frivolous concerns. We're facing a crisis that could destroy our reputation, and you're worried about what your fair-weather friends will think? The ones who only invite you over for drinks, but offer no real support?"The whole family was venting their frustration, their voices raised in distress, when suddenly Mr. Penthouse's phone rang, shrill in the tense atmosphere. He answered, his assistant's voice on the other end, and his expression turned even grimmer"Hello, Jerry," "Hello, Mr. Penthouse. I've got devastating news," Jerry replied in a panic. "A disaster has struck the office. All our business partners and shareholders have severed ties with us, effective immediately. As I speak, our company is going bankrupt!"Mr. Penthouse shot up from his seat, his face ashen. "What!? How is that possibl
The Penthouse security guards attempted to intervene, but Adam's heavily armed soldiers swiftly neutralized them. Meanwhile, Adam stood at a distance, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, observing everything going on. Rhea's eyes locked onto him, and she stormed over, her face twisted in anguish and fury. "Why did you do this, Adam? Why!" she yelled, her voice cracking with emotion. Adam's smirk was a thin, cruel line. "It's almost... funny," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "how you're the actual cause of all this." Rhea's eyes blazed with accusation. "So, you're doing all this to get back at me?" "No, this isn't about you. It's about punishing your entire family. You and your sister's twisted game cost me my mother. And this is just the beginning. I'll dismantle your family's empire, brick by brick." Rhea's anger boiled over, and she swung a slap at Adam, but he caught her wrist in a lightning-fast move, his grip like a vice. "This isn't the past," he warned,
The guests looked at each other in confusion, then began to murmur and file out of the hall, one by one. The occasion, once joyful and celebratory, had descended into chaos and disorder."You're heartless, Adam!" Racheal spat, her eyes blazing with contempt. "You think this would break me? Make me beg? Trust me, I'd rather die than give you the satisfaction. You'll lose at your own twisted game!"Stacey's voice cut through the chaos. "Time's up!" she announced, her eyes cold and detached.Instantly, her men marched in, their movements swift and decisive. They grasped the Odias, dragging them out of the hall with firm hands."Hey! Don't touch me!" Mr. Luther protested, struggling against the grip."Let go of my arm!" Monica cried, trying to shake off the men."What are you doing? Who are you people? Let me go!" Rhea demanded, her voice rising in panic.But the men were unyielding, their faces expressionless as they hauled the Odias out of the hall. The scene was one of utter chaos, wit
Mrs. Penthouse intervened, her voice shrill. "How dare you talk to my husband in such a manner! Security!" she barked. The guards marched in promptly, their faces stern. "How did this man get in here?" Mrs. Penthouse demanded. "He came with an invite, ma'am," one of the guards replied, his voice hesitant. Monica's eyes narrowed. "An invite? How did he get it?" she wondered aloud, her voice laced with suspicion. Adam just smiled, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Surprising, isn't it?" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as he held up the invitation card. "Haven't you done enough already?" Mr. Luther thundered, his face red with rage. "You broke my son's arm, humiliated my daughter and son-in-law in public... What more do you want? Leave this hall, Adam, before things escalate further!" Adam's smile grew wider as he gazed at the furious family. "Oh, haven't you guys heard the news? I thought it would have reached you by now." Mr. Luther's anger turned to confusion. "What ne
The famous Hall, Zeus Hall, had been rented by Drake. This has become the number one trending topic on the Internet. Zeus Hall was a grand Hall, only ever used by famous celebrities and millionaires and Drake renting the hall for his upcoming wedding was a record on its own. Adam was at a restaurant, a meal was served on his table, but he was more concentrated on his phone, scrolling through the Internet, before Stacey came in. “Good morning Lord Adam.” She greeted. “Hello Stacey. Did you get everything ready?” Adam inquired. “Yes, everything is ready. The plan will be set in motion tomorrow right at the wedding ceremony.” Stacey replied. “That's great. They may think it's all over because we gave them the divorce papers, but the bigger picture will be displayed tomorrow.” Adam smirked. “Have you called your wife since you came here?” Stacey asked. “No, I haven't,” Adam said. “I don't want to be distracted, tomorrow everything will be done and we'll return back to Ray Cit
“Hey!—” Drake tried to hold her but she hit him in the groin, he bent in pain and she delivered a hard punch on his face, he crashed on the ground along with Racheal.“So you're the bitch who married my brother, only to treat him like dirt!” Stacey said, she circled around them, her eyes blazing with fury. The crowd, gasped, murmured, and snapped pictures of the unfolding drama.“You have no idea what you've missed out, you have no clue who my brother is. After all he did for you, he gave his kidney to save your life, you ungrateful bitch! And you left him for this thing?” She sneered at Drake.“What you think he's more richer? Because he drives a Lamborghini?” Stacey gestured at Drake's car, her hands trembling with rage. She pulled out a pocket knife and strode towards the car. She slashed all four tires, the sound of hissing air and ripping rubber filling the air.Drake's face contorted in horror. “No! Stop!” Drake screamed.Stacey used her legs and arms to break all the car window
The next morning, Adam was in his hotel room, having a zoom meeting with the other Generals. General Marco: Supreme General, we received your message from Stacey, however we still need you to return to duty. Our enemies have doubled in numbers during your absence, and our men in the border are struggling to keep the country safe. “I am on duty Marco, trust me I know what I'm doing. But I can't reveal my identity, at least not now. For the safety of my wife. General Daniel: We understand you, Supreme General, and we shall keep to that. But what about the strategies? We need strategies to tackle our enemies before they do to us the unspeakable. “That won't happen Daniel, during the last war our forces destroyed a very large number of their army, they'll need an extra three years to rebuild that loss. What they are trying to do is send a threat, so we can attack. While doing so they will know the numbers and potential of our force, using that as a lead strategy to plot against us.
Anakin Detour
Warning: this book may cause excessive eye-rolling, jaw-dropping, and spontaneous yelling at fictional characters. Prolonged reading may lead to sleep deprivation, social isolation, and a strong urge to slap some sense into the characters (don't worry, they can take it).
Anakin Detour
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here... just kidding, but seriously, this book will ruin your life. It'll keep you up at night, make you question your sanity, and leave you wondering if the characters are more messed up than you are. So, if you enjoy a good trainwreck, buckle up and enjoy the chaos!