Purplebride

"Those who prepare for death do not die"



The scene in the lobby of Tyme Magazine was intense. Sabrina could feel the eyes on her as she found herself in the embarrassing moment with the CEO, Vincent Maraj.

Just when she prepared herself to apologise, she heard him say.

"Next time, if you have any questions about me, come and ask me yourself."
Sabrina's breath was caught up and her face became red.

Vincent looked at Sabrina's cute face and let out a chuckle before walking away.

She would never have guessed that she was already in the trap he had set up for her.
.....


Sabrina Van grew up believing that her family was cursed. Her parents died before reached the age of thirty and her elder brother also died before his thirtieth birthday.

Walking around with an invisible time bomb on her right wrist, Sabrina knew her time was getting closer the moment she celebrated her 28th birthday.

Sabrina was a dubbing actress, beauty and smart. At the age of 28, she had achieved a lot that made others envious of her.

One day, while hunting for a graveyard for herself, she stumbled upon a man. A man who had the power to stop the time bomb in her wrist from working.
Sabrina believed that, as soon as she kept that man closer to herself, she could fight against the cold hands of death.


Thus, from that day, Sabrina never let Vincent out of her sight. She followed him everywhere like a stalker.
Little did she know that, he was also carrying a burden of his own and a secret. A secret that could burn both of them.


Hi everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you again with a new book after a long time of not writing. 

I took a break from writing and only decided to come again after this really amazing story came to mind.


I hope that you add it and enjoy reading as I'm enjoying writing it. I also hope that you leave comments to let me know how you feel about the book as it progress. Thank you for taking time out to read. Take Care!

My Name Is Sabrina (Cursed By Love)

Sabrina looked at the mirror in the hall and frowned. Her hair looked messy. She brushed it backwards with her fingers and wiped her face with a couple tissues before going to sit at the dining table. By the time Vincent was out, she was already seated, and waiting on him.

Sabrina exhaled when she saw Vincent walking towards her. She had to admit he looked good in everything and looked even more handsome when he is sick. He was wearing a graffiti t-shirt with short pants that stopped at his knees. His hair was still a little wet and the water dripped down his face.

Sabrina touched her chest. Her heart was beating so fast, she was afraid he would hear it. As soon as he pulled out the chair, she stood up.

''What's wrong, Sabrina?'' Vincent asked.

''Nothing. I'm going to wash my hands.'' Sabrina said awkwardly and walked to the sink.

Vincent watched her silently, and waited until she returned to the table. Sabrina pointed at the congee.

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