||The Secret of Joy is the Mastery of Pain||

Three children were thrown into the Dangerous world to fend for themselves. They were broken like shattered glass but raised like a Phoenix, burning everyone that comes in their way.

This story is about Adina, Alessio and Amir, three souls who turned cold because of the cruelty of the world. And the only thing that ignites a fire is Revenge on the people who threw them in cruelty.


What happened when people who threw them into cruelty come to take them back? 

Will the triplets go with them? 

Will they get their revenge? 

Or they will get back with the people and become a happy family?

Will the triplets forgive them?


                         || Often it is the Deepest Pain 
                                 that Empowers you 
                                 to Grow into your
                                  Highest Self         ||


Secrets will be revealed, the truth will come out, fake faces will be shown, the drama will happen, trust will be broken and most importantly blood will be flown



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Beauty In Evil

As Adina said, Lee from Italy disabled the lights in the hall all over. Lee, Selena and Javier have settled down in the tech room in the mansion and are watching everything from there while eating popcorn. 


All around the Ball was now darkness. Everybody in the hall was now shouting, was scared of what happened. They tried to find their guns but what they found were empty slots. 


Commanders of Death have already done all the precautions. They paid the waiters to take everybody's guns and weapons. Now everybody was empty-handed in the hall. Alexa was trying to calm everybody down. She was trying to find out what has happened. She was thinking about how everybody's guns were taken without them knowing. 


Suddenly everybody in the hall heard heels and multiple footsteps sound. They all turned towards the sound which was coming from the staircase. They heard a cold voice that made shivers run down their bodies, saying. 


Mafia Ball