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ECHOE'S OF THE HEART" a captivating romance thriller that explores several themes. It depicts the life of Wendy, a successful event planner in Dubai, navigates mysterious memories that are not apprehendable. Her life intertwines when she meets Bryan, a decorated U.S. Naval officer and Dubai's representative in the international horse riding competition. As they explore Dubai's luxury and mystic, they uncover secrets, heart-rising encounters, and soul-deforming and transforming incidents. Will these deforming and transforming incidents make them stronger or separate them? Will they navigate through all odds, or will the speedmeter of life trials separate them? Theme of Erotic Romance: 'He moaned my name and say "ouuuuuuu Wendy I'm cuming!!!" he released his sperm on my face. Then I licked it because I thought I found love; then my eyes were becoming clearer from the intoxication. He sucked my nipple and fiddled the other. I moaned and shouted his name "Staceyyyyyyyyy, suck me harder. Bite my nipple babby" finger me until I come. He fucked me for five...' Theme of war and consequence: 'The mission had gone terribly wrong, and I couldn't process the loss. Scofield's words cut deep: "I thought about my family; what would they say about me, he is in a place where he isn't supposed to be, he died in a cause of something he knew nothing about...' Theme of Human Trafficking: "My name is Nnena, and I'm a Nigerian. My father sold me off for prostitution telling me I was coming to work in Dubai as..." Theme of Tragedy: Suddenly, another RPG blast shook us. "Incoming!" someone yelled. "Gboooooooooom..." Theme of poverty: Upon arrival, a luxury car picked us up. We drove through Bamako's dusty streets, witnessing poverty... Theme of Philanthropist: After the wedding, I decided to use some of my earnings to make a positive impact on Bamako. "You have shown us that true leadership is not about seeking power or worship, but about serving others and making a positive difference in... The village elders added, "Your efforts have brought hope and prosperity to... Theme of Rape: "Later, I was told she was a victim of rape by my biological father, so I'm a child of rape... "I was raped by the junior brother of the woman whose child I taught for free... Theme of sport and Adventure: You've been chosen to represent Dubai in the upcoming International Horse Race... Theme of Dehumanization: " even when I am on my period she do put cotton wool inside my vagina to block the blood. The men having sex with us won't... Theme of Female trafficking: The agents in Cotonou lies to the Embassy that we are going to study and they will tell us what to say. But in actual sence they are sending us to... Theme of Divine intervention: "D" lingered, making me think of Davido, the renowned Nigerian Afrobeat musician. Suddenly, my phone beeped with an incoming call and I picked: "Unknown Number: Yo! Whatup my nigga ? this is Davido speaking..."

Elia is a detective on a dying planet. She can feel it in her bones, the springs yielding fewer blooms and the temperature only getting warmer. She spends her days buried in bureaucracy and her nights under the cloud-covered stars, working as an elusive IX operative for WellCorp, the company responsible for the scorched countryside and toxic rivers. But Elia is hiding a dark secret, one she tries so desperately to forget. Juniper is an outlaw from another world, a world flush with flora. Even though she barely escaped near death when fleeing from Xylia, her home planet, Juniper can’t help but miss the feeling of the flowers beneath her feet, of seas of trees stretching for miles on end. But every dream comes with a cost, and Juniper’s escape from her home world comes with an insurmountable one. Everything changes when Elia is given a new mission: capture Juniper and bring her to the Xylian embassy - dead or alive. Elia has never had to defy an order before. But Elia never thought she'd fall in love.

https://www.wattpad.com/user/MarciaGioseffi53 https://author.amazon.com/profile/bio/amzn1.amazonauthor.bio.v1.vsgpi9qer1f9lhum62cn9cefjd/edit The notes are a collection of research and observations regarding the legislation charged in the competition. In fact, it covers more legislation and something related to international politics and geopolitics. The new collection of legislation covers competition studies from the Court of Justice of Rio de Janeiro, TSE. And also CACD. Itamaraty Embassy Competition. I'm a French granddaughter on my mother's side and an Italian granddaughter on my father's side, but I'm born Brazilian. PARTY AFFILIATION - FREE PARTY.

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS JEALOUS IN MY SISTER’S EYES. It’s changes in our lives that bring something new, It’s in those dark hard times that we grow, It’s in the unexpected that we find true treasures hidden. But our fears always hold us back because we are not always open to face either of those facts in our lives. She is forced to face all three of them due to circumstances. She is thinking her life is over. However is it over? This is Samantha Addams, daughter of a former American diplomat now ambassador of an American embassy in a foreign country. What is she meeting within facing the most feared facts of life? "stop resisting Samantha. You want this I can tell," Raising my head. I look up to stare into those capturing ocean-like eyes that are trying to offer what I think I want but at the same time, I don't think I do. "I don't know Kai," I say in my small voice trying hard to not stutter with my words. I feel one of his fingers under my chin raising my head to look up at him and I find myself drowning in his ocean-like eyes "You do know sweetheart." He says looking straight into my eyes while grinning down at me. I find myself again not being able to pull away from staring at his lips and when he catches where my attention is, he smirks. I turn my gaze away quickly when I am caught staring but that makes him chuckle. I turn my head to the side but I feel the tips of his lips lingering beside my cheek, all the way to my ear. His hot breath on my skin brings goosebumps on my skin while the hairs on my skin stand. "I know you hate this place princess and I also know that you don't want to make good memories here but try me sweetheart, and I will make you feel like you are back home in America."

In an extraordinary twist of fate, May and her entire class find themselves transported to a distant realm on the brink of catastrophic war. Each student is entrusted with a mission: to prevent an imminent global conflict that threatens to engulf this foreign world. As they arrive, they are scattered to various embassies, each representing a different race in this complex and enigmatic society. May, however, finds herself alone in an ominous, sprawling dark forest. The dense canopy casts eerie shadows, and the forest conceals ancient secrets that may hold the key to both her survival and the world's salvation. In this hostile and untamed wilderness, May must summon all her courage, resourcefulness, and resilience. She grapples not only with the challenges of a perilous environment but also with the knowledge that her actions may influence the outcome of a war that could shape the destiny of an entire world. "Just This 0nce" is an epic tale of a young woman's journey into the heart of darkness, where she discovers her own strength and uncovers the hidden forces at play in a world on the brink of chaos. May's fight for survival becomes a beacon of hope in a world desperately seeking peace. —————————————————————— Before you start reading this know I am leaving the first couple of chapters unedited as they show how far I came as a author Upload is 5 times a week English is not my first language, so if there are any mistakes, please comment, and I will fix them and I am writing this on my phone as I can't afford a PC That is all so enjoy.

Mia always knew she was as ordinary as a girl could be, living a life of bliss with her mother until the day she died. Her mother disclosed on her deathbed that she was the illegitimate daughter of the ruling Wolf Clan king of the East, which was supposed to be good news. Wasn't it? But that was not the case because soon she realised she was the trigger of the curse that had awakened. The curse that was chasing her was because of the baby she was carrying in her womb from her husband, about whom she knew very little except the fact that he worked at the Wolf Embassy in the mortal world. Something was not right. The curse would activate only if the Wolf Clan of the East and the Fox Clan of the West formed any illegal 'blood ties'.. Scared, alone, afraid, and running from inevitable doom, the only logical conclusion her mind could come to was that, if she was a wolf, her wolf husband,was in fact a fox in a wolf's hide. ... #This work is completed on other platforms, plz find it online

Hollowmoon Bay is a booming city, known for its nightlife. Despite the ambiance, crime rarely occurs here. Until a particularly dry summer season brings forth mania and disparities. Six women have now gone missing in the sleepless city, and the community is torn on how they should feel. However the missing women are just the beginning of their problems. With cultural embassies being broken into, and long protected museums being desecrated, a young woman, Regina Gray, is trying to piece together how the three events could possibly correlate. When her dreams slowly start to seep into reality, she gets her first real clue of what is going on. God Eaters. What are they? And why is it, that whenever the title is even mentioned, the elders try to shut her up. Discovering a conspiracy in the very agency she is sworn to serve, she now seeks to learn the truth. However, as she travels down the road of intrigue she learns that perhaps some things are better off being forgotten. ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ I hope y'all give the story a read! its got everyone's favorite themes sex, violence, hoetry, betryal, cursing, the misuse of carrots and a lot more so please stay tuned!

Two nations, two communities, two bloodlines, one past shared, but a historic event divided the two nations than ever. Cryspus and Ostria were once a nation called Eskeria. They share everything together; they grow together. Under the rule of king Zvezdelin Myaskovsky, Eskeria has a neutral policy for its neighbors, and is open to foreign tourists. Which caused president Aednoth, the Republic Mittona, to regard Myaskovsky as a thorn in the eye as the confederacy has developed strong relations with the East countries, and has maintained close relations with the People’s Union of Esada. For these reasons, Mittona and its allies did not help Eskeria and often overlooked these problems. Tension rose as king Myaskovsky opened the border with Esada and let the soldiers pass through the territory because of a flood in 1947. Soon afterwards, Eskeria established an embassy in Vitsyetka and began trading in goods with Esada. Which made Mittona frenetic, but an intervention would start a war, and Eskeria had a strategic importance for Mittona. If Eskeria closed the border with Mittona, it would be a disaster. Thirty-one years after the Red Silk revolution, Cryspus and Ostria reconstructed the country according to their own vision. But things changed in 2018. Riots happened in many places throughout Cryspus, including close to the capital of Vitsyetka, with no apparent reason or purpose. Three months after the riots, which were aimed at areas populated by Cryspus people. Cryspus’ network and security systems were paralyzed for 72 hours by hackers hacking at ranges throughout the territory. This infuriated the Cryspus Congress and demanded Mineyarsk for an explanation but Ostria did not respond to the events. Imposing economic sanctions on Ostria, the Vitsyetka government established a special task team named 181 to investigate and clarify the cause since the list contains the personal information of the most experienced agents placed for work at the VSIU, the abbreviation of Vitsyetka Special Intervention Units and the members working for the government abroad were exposed. So what was the Red Silk Revolution? And what caused Eskeria to collapse 31 years ago? Can junior members like 181 help Cryspus overcome the turmoil that awaits in front?

We arrived at the embassy a little earlier, I didn't want to have any kind of communication with those humans and their ambassador so i have sent my beta to talk to them. I decided to have a walk outside. This world has changed a lot. Time was passing and they have been becoming more and cleverer, humans are keen on technology, money and power. They would do anything for power. My wolf has smelled Some kind of horrible smell and it brought me bac from my thoughts “Calm down Nigel, it’s called cigarettes. “ “ it is disgusting “ “ I agree” But with this horrible smell, I sensed some kind of different scent. I got curious. As I knew there shouldn’t be anyone outside of the building for the next hour. The closer I got to this person, the more I smelled this horrible cigarette and with it the amazing scent that I have never smelled like, the smell of the human body. In a small space designed for smoker employees I saw her. Rings of her curly red hair cascaded down on her shoulders. Her shirt perfectly accented her curvaceous body. Her buttocks at the breasts were close to the opening because of the huge size of her breasts. Her face was not visible, she was staring at empty space. But i could feel her breath, suddenly i could feel my throat parched and i started feeling warm inside of my body. She was not as skinny as my previous mistresses. My wolf snarled with pleasure and my eyes could not move away from her body. Seeing the shape of her big ass made my dick harden. What the hell, I have never felt such a thirst, I was not able to see her face yet. I came out of hiding and forgot all forms of caution. Hearing the footsteps, her eyes widened and she looked at me in surprise. The sight of honey-colored deep eyes made my heart beat faster, i have never felt my heartbeat like this, her eyes opened my long-forgotten memories, the old painful memories faded, the depth of her eyes reminded me of my own forgotten childhood. In a split second at looking at her eyes I felt much more than I had ever felt in all my infinity. The sight of a small crooked nose made me even more eager to own her here and now. “Mine” claimed my wolf “Calm down, it can’t be” “Mate” words of my wolf ``Mate'' shocked me. How could the Moon Goddess give me a human as a Mate? I'm the alpha king, I'm eternal, it can’t be that I have a human mate. “Are you sure? “ “Yes she is our Mate and you will take her with us” my wolf barked. I must admit i have never felt such a straight from my wolf. “She is ours” Suddenly she looked at her hand, i guess she had a clock there. “Oh shit” was the first of her words i have heard, it was not what i was expecting. “You shouldn't be here, it’s already 12, today is some occasion that doesn’t allow us to go out after 12. “ and she smiled at me. I want to touch her so hard now. “I am that “occasion” human” My voice and words shocked and amazed the girl. Apparently they do not speak like that here. Surprised by my words, she looked at me with more interest, her eyes were checking my body. I am a pretty good looking man I cannot deny, I am pampered by the attention of women.

Tejas Kamble was no warrior. He was a seasoned Indian diplomat—sharp, composed, and battle-tested not on bloodied fields, but in embassies and negotiation rooms across the globe. On the day he was meant to speak at the U.N. about global trafficking, a strange light engulfed him. And when he opened his eyes, he was no longer in Geneva, but in the mud of a medieval world where magic ruled, and commoners were dirt beneath boots. In this brutal realm of kingdoms and chaos, Tejas awoke in the frail body of a peasant named Rael, a man sentenced to death for stealing bread. But Tejas’ mind remained—his training, his charisma, his resolve. Without sword or spell, he began again. He negotiated his way out of the noose. He read power plays between nobles like statecraft documents. He built alliances from ashes. Where magic failed, diplomacy prevailed. But this world was not kind to pacifists. He faced slavery dens masked as trade guilds, child trafficking hidden behind temple doors, racism carved into the walls of the city itself. There was genocide blessed by gods, and tyrants cloaked in divine will. And through it all, he endured, outwitting warlords, seducing truth from liars, and planting revolutions in whispers. In this world of dragons and empires, Rael the Diplomat would rise not with armies, but with intellect, integrity, and unbreakable will. He would smile and shake hands before toppling kingdoms. Because diplomacy, in the end, is just another kind of magic.