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When karma knocks by Druia2012
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WHEN KARMA KNOCKS: Amara believed friendship meant sacrifice. For 10 years, she gave everything to her best friend Tonia. School fees, food, clothes, a place to sleep, and later, a job as manager in her growing thrift business. When Amara met David, a good man who loved and proposed to her, she proudly introduced him to Tonia as her sister. She was feeding a snake and didn't know. Tonia started small - stealing cash from the shop, stealing customers. Then she went for the big things. She told David that Amara was too local and poor for him, that he needed a classy woman like her. She visited him secretly, cooked for him, and slowly turned him. One morning, Amara woke up to nothing. Her business account was empty - 2.3 million naira gone. Her shop padlock was changed. Her fiancé's number was now answering from Tonia's apartment. Her world collapsed in one day. Everyone told her to fight, to arrest Tonia, to drag her online. But Amara did something no one expected. She looked at Tonia and said, "Take everything you stole. I will not curse you. Karma will do it for me." Tonia laughed and lived large for a year with Amara's money and man. But what is taken with wickedness never lasts. The business started to crash. David started to see Tonia's real, lazy, and manipulative character. The money vanished. And a strange illness came upon Tonia that no hospital could cure. Now, karma is knocking. Tonia is back, kneeling at Amara's door, begging for forgiveness with tears. But Amara has rebuilt herself from zero. She is stronger, richer, and at peace. Is it too late? Can betrayal be forgiven when karma has already knocked? A powerful motivational and emotional story about fake friendship, betrayal, pain, and how karma always pays back.
QUEEN OF MARTIAL ARTS  by Druia2012
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QUEEN OF MARTIAL ARTS: Park Seo-yeon is the Queen of Martial Arts. Undefeated. Masked. 12 million subscribers. Heir to the Haedong Martial Temple. She can end a fight with one kick that no one else in Korea can copy. But she is lonely. Tired of fake friends who only like her money and title, she disguises herself as Park Ji-woo - clumsy, poor, glasses, messy ponytails - and enrolls in Cheongdam Elite Private High School, where tuition is 45,000,000 won a year. There she meets him. Kang Min-ho. Scholarship boy. Poor. Bullied every day. His only escape is watching videos of the Queen of Martial Arts. He dreams of meeting her once, not knowing she sits right next to him. "She would never look at a beggar like you," the rich bullies tell him. Choi Hyun-ki, son of the Taekwondo Federation president, and Yoon Ara make his life hell. Ji-woo can't stand it. Her rule is: never fight unless someone will get hurt. But for Min-ho, she breaks her rules. She starts defending him. She gives him courage. She secretly teaches him her three legendary moves: Haneul Footwork, Wind Palm, and Dragon Heart. Twice she almost gets exposed - once on CCTV where her kick looks too perfect, and once when her old master calls her real name in the hallway - but doubt saves her both times. Then the International Youth Martial Arts Competition is announced. Prize: 100,000,000 won. Everyone must have a partner. The bullies laugh when Min-ho chooses Ji-woo. On competition day, it's her turn to fight. She steps onto the mat. And she uses the one kick that only the Queen of Martial Arts can do. The whole stadium goes silent. Will her identity be revealed? And if it is, will Min-ho love Ji-woo, or only the Queen?
'AT MIDNIGHT' by Druia2012
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*AT MIDNIGHT*: Mara Cole thought she was just spending winter break with her Aunt Joyce in the dead town of Brattleboro. She was wrong. Brattleboro has one rule: No one is outside at midnight. At exactly 12:00 AM, the old clock tower chimes 12 times. But on Mara's first night, it chimes 13. On the 13th chime, she sees her. Lucy Hart. A little girl in a yellow dress who went missing in 1983, standing in the snow, smiling at her window. Aunt Joyce is terrified. She shows Mara a shoebox full of newspaper clippings. 1973, 1978, 1983, 1992... all missing persons. All taken at midnight. All taken after hearing the 13th chime. "You are marked now," Joyce whispers. "If it sees you, you have seven nights. After the seventh, you don't wake up." Mara is on Night 1. At school she meets Eli, the only boy who believes her. He shows her his notebook. A list of names. All marked. All gone. At the bottom, fresh ink: MARA COLE - 2026 - NIGHT 1. Every night at 11:58 PM, the house goes cold. The power dies. The ticking starts inside her head. BONG. BONG. BONG. And on the 13th chime, they come. More of them.0 Standing in her hallway. Pointing at the tower. The tower is not empty. It wants a new Keeper. And it chose Mara. Can she break the curse before Night 7, or will she become the next girl in the yellow dress waiting at someone else's window? Please comment and favorite ⭐ my stories Also follow me to get updated ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
'Marriage Cage' by Druia2012
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They told her marriage was achievement. For Amara, it became a cage. Married to Chuka, the Onitsha trader, Amara got bruises hidden with wrapper and a sewing machine locked away because "my wife will not do tailor work." With only a Milo tin of savings and her mother's old machine, she starts sewing in secret in a small container shop in Diobu, Port Harcourt. From one customer to ten. From a wife who flinches to a woman who says NO. But when Chuka returns and sees what she built, he wants to take it all. Will her cage finally break, or will it break her? Please you can also follow my WhatsApp channel link to get more stories ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️♥️⭐⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️♥️⭐⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️♥️⭐⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐♥️⭐