Истории Exploitation

Imagine waking up one morning and finding yourself in someone else's body. The first sensation is confusion as your mind races as you try to comprehend what has happened. For Pinkie, this moment is marked by the sound of a maid calling her "Miss Bea. " The dissonance between the internal identity of Pinkie and the external reality of being called Bea creates an immediate sense of unease. "Miss, the young master is back". The feeling is compounded by the realization that she is not just in a different place, inhabiting a completely different body, as well as the fact that she is married. She climbs out of the bed and approaches the mirror, only to see a new reflection. The shock in her eyes can't be described. Will she be able to solve the mystery??? What happened in between???

A lot of confusion, unpredictability, and, most of all, deaths. But it's all worth it! Dive in!

He promised her the world love, money, a way out of the dust. But what he gave her was control, pain, and a cage disguised as comfort. Mandisa was only a girl when Mandla found her, too young to see that his love was a weapon. He dressed her in silk, fed her lies, and called it care. When love turned into grooming, life drew her into a world of manipulation, prostitution, and crime where affection came at a price, and every act of love demanded a sacrifice. Until the bruises told a different story. Until she learned that survival doesn't always mean staying alive; sometimes it means fighting back. On the night she took his life, the city was quiet. His blood on her hands didn't feel like sin. It felt like freedom. I Survived is a raw, heart stopping journey through love turned lethal, a story of grooming, power, and a woman's final act of defiance.

**Featured by Project WOMAN UP profile** It is short romantic journey of a ruthless detective. He is one of the character of my book 'Honeydew.' But you do not require to read that book to understand this. Rosalie is a young and beautiful girl who is stuck in a cruel fate and has no hopes ever reaching an escape, but what she fails to realise is that her prince in shining armour is just waiting outside her doorsteps. Ready to claim her heart.

All I know is toil and work and rice and beans and saying goodbye to loved ones too early. All I have is a family made up of broken people and a community paved with broken streets. All we have is stories and hope and the Lifemaker and each other. All they want from us is the sweat off our backs. But on one night I have a dream. On one afternoon a child commits a crime. On one dawn the world starts turning towards a new day and the gods are closer than we ever knew them to be.

I’m a nurse. Am I really? So where’s equality and justice? I’m exploited.

They write to escape the world... only to be consumed by the very stories meant to set them free. Paid in promises, fed on hope, and trapped in a cycle of endless work, they strive for a platform that takes everything and offers only the illusion of success. There is no relief, only more chapters. In this world, ambition is a cage, and success means you'll never leave.

A health insurance CEO is assassinated in the heart of the city, but what follows is far more unsettling than the crime itself. Phantom hospital bills begin appearing in mailboxes, detailing procedures that never happened - but always marked DENIED. As whispers of unseen figures and untraceable messages spread, the cracks in a system built on greed and denial are laid bare. This is a story about exploitation, reckoning, and what happens when the buried refuse to stay buried.

What if you could sell your emotions for quick cash? Min-su, a broke part-time worker in Seoul, stumbles upon a strange wooden door at Euljiro 2-ga Station. A simple offer hangs above it: "Pass through the door - Earn 150,000 won." Desperation wins. But what lies beyond is not just money-it's a hidden market where human emotions are extracted, refined, and sold to beings who have lost their own. Every transaction strips away a piece of him: colors fade, feelings dull, and his very existence begins to blur. As Min-su sinks deeper into this seductive yet predatory economy, he must confront an impossible question: How much of yourself are you willing to sell before there's nothing left? A dystopian psychological thriller exploring capitalism, identity, and the price of human emotion.

The Weight of Being light is a harrowing exploration of a man whose unwavering kindness becomes the very thing that destroys him. Daniel Mercer gives endlessly-to his ungrateful family, his selfish friends, and a society that sees him as expendable. Despite his resilience, the weight of betrayal, loneliness, and unmet expectations crushes his spirit. This tragedy forces readers to confront uncomfortable truths about exploitation, emotional neglect, and the silent suffering of those who are too good for this world.

I have been trod upon time and again, yet I said nothing. I have been cursed, destroyed, and hurt, yet never praised. Not once have I complained. I have borne it all with a heart of stone. *A 1200 word winning entry for #JustWriteBits *

what happens when the need to help mankind clashes with the destruction of a new creature from the blue heart planet. will they be selfish enough to exploit an innocent creature or find a more better solution #strictly fiction, yet fun...enjoy!

SELF PUBLISHED. BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/6vW5Kpa **The Price of Beauty: The Mary Ann Bevan Story** is a powerful, historical fiction that plunges you into the heart-wrenching journey of Mary Ann Bevan-a gentle nurse from working-class Plaistow whose life is irrevocably transformed by a cruel twist of fate. Diagnosed with acromegaly, Mary Ann's once delicate features become a canvas for society's cruel judgments. Forced into the spotlight of an American sideshow, she is branded as "The Ugliest Woman in America" and exploited for profit by a ruthless showman, Samuel Gumpertz. Yet beneath the harsh glare of the stage, her enduring love for her children, unyielding resilience, and quiet defiance shine through, challenging the shallow standards of beauty and the exploitative nature of show business. This riveting narrative weaves together the raw realities of exploitation, the complex dynamics of a fractured family, and the unbreakable spirit of a mother determined to secure a future for her children-no matter the personal cost. Through evocative prose and deeply drawn characters, **The Price of Beauty** exposes the brutal intersections of societal prejudice and personal sacrifice, transforming tragedy into a testament of hope and resilience. Prepare to be captivated by a story that is as heartbreaking as it is inspiring-a journey that will leave you questioning what truly defines beauty and what it means to fight for dignity in a world that profits from suffering. Dive into Mary Ann's world, where every scar tells a story, every performance is an act of defiance, and every tear carries the promise of a legacy that endures beyond the stage.

Lily has spent her entire childhood performing for the camera, her every tear and tantrum turned into content for her parents' lucrative YouTube channel. Smiling through pain, enduring humiliation, and living a life dictated by algorithms, she is a child without a childhood. But one morning, live on camera, ten-year-old Lily finally refuses to perform. Her brave act of defiance exposes the exploitation behind viral fame, sparking outrage and forcing the world to confront the cost of monetizing childhood. A gripping, unflinching story about autonomy, consent, and the price of digital entertainment.

I'm not sure why I wrote this but I think it belongs on Wattpad.

Sky and a team of explores are the first exploration team to be assigned to explore a the new planet that their race calls Powoa. (Not earth.) Sky and her team are not human they are from the planet Cialt. The Cialtions look human only they are all are a foot taller than the normal human. Their hair ranges in color from ruby red to midnight blue. All children are born with black hair which ligtens in till all color is gone. When the hair is snow white they are close to the end of their days.