JullieFerdie

"Young people often fall for the wrong people, and I guess my wrong person was you."

Morana, a young lady, who was treated cruely by her family, unwanted by the society, was assassinated by her husband and her supposed step-sister.

"Even if I had to crawl out of the depths of hell, I would return. I would make them pay for every lie, every betrayal, every moment of agony they had inflicted on me.

And when I did, they would know the full weight of my wrath."

Those were her last words before she succumbed to darkeness. But she never expected to be given a second chance at life.

"Three hundred and sixty-five days. That is the time you have to carry out your revenge. If you succeed, your soul will be free to move on. But if you fail..."

My throat tightened. "If I fail?"

The being’s glow darkened, and its voice echoed with finality. "You will cease to exist. Your soul will turn to dust and vanish, leaving no trace of you in any realm."

What happens after she exhaust one year, even if she succeed in seeking revenge?

365-Days Burning Vengeance

I stared at him, every inch of my body tensing. "What are you doing here?"

Grandfather cleared his throat, but I didn't look away from Nikolai. My eyes were locked on his like we were in a silent duel. He looked the same, tall, tailored suit hugging his frame, a wristwatch worth more than some people's homes glinting on his wrist. But it was the smirk on his face that made my fingers curl into fists.

A smirk that screamed, 'I'm enjoying this far too much.'

"I invited him," Grandfather said calmly, like he hadn't just tossed a ticking time bomb into my evening plans.

Because why not spice up my night with a little chaos, right?

Nikolai had the audacity to look innocent, folding his hands on his lap like he hadn't been blacklisted from my thoughts for the past week.

You Scare Me