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Trois jours. C'est à quel point j'étais proche d'épouser Alistair, l'homme que j'avais aimé pendant six ans, l'homme dont j'avais littéralement sauvé la vie avec mon propre sang rare. J'admirais juste la dernière perle de ma robe de mariée, une robe dans laquelle j'avais mis toute mon âme, quand il a appelé. Le mariage ? Annulé. Il épousait ma demi-sœur, Ivy. Son souhait de mourante, disait-il. Six mois à vivre, peut-être moins. Le comble ? Il avait déjà pris ma robe de mariée de mon studio pour elle. Comme ça, six ans, d'innombrables transfusions, nos rêves partagés – tous jetés aux oubliettes pour la fille qui avait fait de ma vie un enfer depuis l'enfance. Il m'a même offert une "compensation", comme si mon avenir avait une étiquette de prix. Mais si Alistair et Ivy pensaient que j'allais simplement m'effondrer, ils m'ont sérieusement sous-estimée. Ils voulaient mon fiancé ? D'accord. Mais cela leur coûterait cher. D'abord, notre entreprise de mode multi-millions de dollars, Evening Gala – construite sur mes designs, ma vision. Il l'a cédée. Puis, un million pour la robe volée. Il a payé. Un autre million pour les bijoux de mariage qu'ils ont osé me demander de remettre à Ivy. Cha-ching. On pourrait penser qu'ils apprendraient. Mais non. Leur proposition suivante était la plus insultante : Alistair a réellement suggéré que je devrais juste attendre. Qu'après le 'décès inévitable' d'Ivy dans quelques mois, lui et moi pourrions simplement reprendre là où nous nous étions arrêtés, avoir un mariage encore meilleur. Sérieusement ? C'en était assez. Si Ivy voulait jouer à la mariée avec ma vie, elle allait goûter à ce qui arrive quand on pousse quelqu'un trop loin. Disons simplement que la célébration dans sa chambre d'hôpital impliquait beaucoup plus de fumée, d'eau et de cris qu'elle n'avait prévu, tout cela grâce à un petit cadeau de mariage de ma part. Maintenant ils savent que je ne suis plus la même Hazel qu'ils pouvaient piétiner. J'ai mon entreprise, une pile de leur argent, et beaucoup de comptes à régler. Ils pensent que c'est fini ? Ce jeu de vengeance ne fait que commencer. Et croyez-moi, je joue pour gagner.

Pendant six ans, j'étais Hazel, petite amie du futur Alpha, Julian. Je pensais que nous avions l'éternité, une place précieuse dans notre meute de loups, même en tant qu'humaine. Puis la Nuit de la Chasse aux Compagnons a tout arraché. Je me suis réveillée perdue dans la forêt, pour découvrir Julian avec elle – sa véritable compagne destinée. Ses mots m'ont frappée plus fort que le sol de la forêt : je n'étais qu'une 'remplaçante'. Six ans ensemble, et il m'a jetée, ses doigts meurtrissant ma gorge tandis qu'il grognait que je ne signifiais rien. Mon monde, mon cœur – brisés. Laissée pour morte, gelée et blessée, un prédateur d'un autre genre m'a trouvée. Un loup noir colossal, aux yeux d'or brillants, assez grand pour m'avaler tout entière. Mais au lieu de me déchirer, il s'est enroulé autour de moi, un bouclier chaud et terrifiant contre le froid mordant. Pendant un instant, je me suis sentie en sécurité. Cette sécurité s'est évanouie quand ma meute, ma famille, nous a trouvés. L'Alpha qui m'avait élevée, Maxen, n'a pas vu une survivante. Il a vu une déception. Il s'avère qu'il ne m'avait recueillie qu'en espérant que je deviendrais magiquement une louve comme ma mère – la compagne destinée qui l'avait rejeté. Quand je n'ai pas pu me transformer, il m'a chassée, me marquant comme oméga, le souffre-douleur de la meute. Maintenant, je suis moins que rien, survivant de restes et endurant leur cruauté. Ce qu'ils ignorent, ce que j'ignore, c'est que mon monstrueux protecteur n'est pas un simple solitaire. C'est Lykos, le loup de Kael, le Roi Lycan. Et Lykos a décidé que je suis sa compagne destinée – une humaine. Kael est furieux, mais son loup a sa propre volonté, entraînant le Roi lui-même vers ma meute abusive. Ma vie d'avant est terminée. Mon seul allié est une créature de légende. Et le Lycan le plus redouté de tous est en route. Vient-il me sauver, ou l'arrivée du Roi n'est-elle qu'un autre cauchemar qui commence ?

Mark is a genius military weapon designer who was kidnapped by a mafia gang after refusing to work for them. They forced him to design unique weapons for five years, until one day he successfully escaped only to get shot by his trusted comrades. *Ding! You awakened a weapon system. When he opened his eyes, he was in a different body and in a different world. "You want to kill a wild boar without being detected? Forget about bow and arrow. Here, I present you this sniper rifle." "You want to kill a horde of goblins from the sky? Forget about those flying carpets and brooms. Here, I present you the fighter jet." "You want to kill a dragon? Forget about taking the help of the S-class adventure team. Here, I present you a nuclear bomb." Join Mark Spencer/ Lu Zhen as he brings the whole world to its knees with the help of his weapon system. *** Note: Author isn't born in an English-speaking nation and has no editor either. So, please be understanding if there are any grammatical errors. ************** Author's current works: War Online, My Soul Card is a Reaper Author's other notable works: The Last Slytherin, The Sharingan Hyuga ************** You can also support the Author through Patreon or buy coffee on Ko-fi.com https://www.patreon.com/snowstar https://ko-fi.com/snowstar5061

À huit ans, Sahar découvre son corps... mais aussi la cruauté d'une tradition qu'elle n'a jamais choisie. Rejetée par ses propres parents en pleine nuit, elle se retrouve seule, perdue... jusqu'à ce qu'elle soit témoin d'un crime qui changera sa vie.

Driver Ye Chen travels through worlds and gains a selection system. Randomly activating special passenger selection missions. A beautiful president rewards with a limited edition Pagani sports car, Charm Value +10 billion Group president. A second-tier actress, Gulfstream G550 luxury private jet, acting skills +10...

Yan Fei ordered a small drone online, never expecting that the drone would suddenly become his avatar. Amazing, right? But what's even more incredible is that this drone avatar can actually upgrade, into a drone fighter jet, a heavy combat jet, a stealth bomber...... Are these powerful combat units really my avatars? Do they really expect me to take on the entire world? Yan Fei is utterly bewildered!

Elena était destinée à être la prochaine Luna de la meute Ombreuse, mais le destin avait d'autres plans. Accusée de meurtre et jetée dans un donjon, elle a passé six ans dans l'obscurité. Lorsque son compagnon prédestiné, Alpha Enzo de la meute Moonshine, l'a finalement trouvée, il l'a rejetée sans hésitation—choisissant sa cousine, Stella, à la place. Et comme si cela ne suffisait pas, après la fusion de leurs meutes, il l'a humiliée et bannie. Juste au moment où Elena pensait que sa souffrance ne pouvait pas empirer, son propre oncle l'a vendue à l'homme le plus redouté de tous—le Roi Alpha, connu sous le nom de Dieu de la Mort. Mais au lieu de faire d'elle une esclave, il fit d'elle sa femme par contrat. Cependant, il y avait plus dans son mariage qu'elle ne réalisait. Pourquoi le Roi Killian l'a-t-il choisie ? Quel secret cachait-il ? Comme si les choses ne pouvaient pas se compliquer davantage, Elena a découvert qu'elle était également liée à un autre compagnon, le frère du Roi Killian, un homme qui ne voulait que sa misère. Et le plus grand choc de tous ? Elena était toujours liée à Alpha Enzo. Leur lien de couple ne s'est jamais brisé. Trois Alphas puissants. Une louve rejetée. Quel destin la Déesse de la Lune avait-elle prévu pour Elena ? Et survivra-t-elle à la tempête à venir ?

Title:섭우춘빙 (Seop Woo Chun Bing) Author: 밤꾀꼬리 Description: *Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*

Year 2301 future scientist jiske pash sab kuch knowledge hota hai vo markar pahuch jata hai 16 sadi ke vijaynagar ke yuvraj ke Sharir me aur aur use sari technology ka knowledge hai Wepon flying plane fighter jet lesar wepon setrelite sab kuch ka aur ab vo tay karta hai ki bharat ko apne knowledge se n keval bharat ko muglo ko khatm kar dega balo akhand bharat hindu rastra banyega aur bharat ko Europ se pahle aur adhik teji se develop karega aur pure vishwa me bharat ka upnivesh failega har jagah hindu dharm hoga ek ultarnet reality

Synopsis Dans les rues brûlantes de Port-au-Prince, un jeune homme nommé Kazar voit son destin basculer. Son père, Lamar, ancien chef de gang craint et respecté, meurt brutalement. Kazar, son fils unique, rêve d’une vie différente, loin du sang et du chaos. Mais l’honneur, la loyauté et le poids de l’héritage le poussent à reprendre les rênes du petit gang paternel. Doté d’une intelligence stratégique hors du commun, Kazar transforme cette organisation modeste en la plus puissante structure criminelle d’Haïti. Il devient une légende. Mais dans l’ombre, la trahison grandit. Son bras droit, Wendy, qu’il considérait comme un frère, le trahit cruellement. Passé à tabac et laissé pour mort, Kazar est jeté dans une rivière. Miraculeusement, il survit. Quand il se réveille à l’hôpital, il ne se souvient de rien, sauf de quelques noms : Kazar, Lamar et Wendy. Sa mémoire est un champ de ruines… mais son instinct, lui, reste intact. Un soir, alors qu’il erre dans les rues, il assiste à une agression. Une jeune fille se fait attaquer par des gangsters. Son corps agit avant même son esprit : il les neutralise, comme si le combat était inscrit dans sa chair. C’est là que tout change. Kazar décide alors de reconstruire… mais pas son passé. Il fonde un gang, non pas pour dominer, mais pour résister. Une armée de l’ombre, née pour renverser les autres gangs du pays. Il s’engage dans une guerre sanglante pour libérer Haïti de la corruption, du crime et de ses propres démons. Mais pour libérer le pays, il devra affronter son passé. Écraser ses anciennes blessures. Et surtout… affronter Wendy, celui qui l’a brisé.

They called me useless. A failure. A freak." They were wrong. I built jets, drones, and weapons—alone. I was ignored. Mocked. Abandoned by society. Then I died. Now I’m back. Age 16. Same world. But this time... I have a System. I can build underground bases. Manufacture next-gen missiles. Recruit loyal operatives like a secret task force. I’m not joining any army. I’m building my own. This is no fantasy world. No magic. Just cold steel, firepower, and shadow operations. I’m not here to save the world. I’m here to conquer it. —[GÖK YILDIZI SYSTEM

In a hall that was supported by golden craving runes pillars, the surroundings were silent except for the heavy breathing of an injured white robe teen with green hair and blue eyes while holding a sword in his hand was kneeling on the floor. The blood covered his whole white robe in red. Many bodies lie on the floor around the green-haired teen, indicating how intense the battle was. Standing in front of the injured green-haired teen was a teen named Kaal with long jet-black hair and deep black eyes, with a handsome face with a dominating aura. By piercing the sword in the chest of the green-haired teen, Kaal said with a smirk on his face, "Finally, the dog died...". Taking out the cursed soul orb, Kaal read the memory of the green-haired Raven. "HAHAHA HAHAHA, so that was his secret. a soul from another blue planet called Earth possessed the body of Raven..." Kaal said while laughing. Like a story of a novel on his planet. Raven must be the MC who might be destined to ascend to the height of the world, and I might be an arrogant young master-type Villain, whose role is to make the MC shine. -----------××××----------------- Join the journey of kaal from Villain to the strongest demon god. -Slow-paced novel where every character has their arc. -English is not my native language.

After Mo Tianzun -the feared Demon Lord- fell to the sword of Liu Shengjie, the martial world breathed a sigh of relief. The Spirit Realm, once shattered by war, began to rebuild. Peace reigned for the first time in a thousand years. Without the threat of demons, cultivators flourished, and the balance between realms was restored. But peace is never eternal. Deep within the sacred grounds of the Yunxiao Healer Sect, a young prince named Lin Xuanji opened his eyes. His vision was unfamiliar, yet the face he saw in the bronze mirror was hauntingly similar-refined, beautiful, a mirror of the demon he once was. Gone was the stark white hair of the Demon Lord. Now, jet-black strands framed his youthful face. His body felt unfamiliar... and yet, when he summoned his qi, the power surged through his meridians-untamed, immense, his former strength intact. He was reborn. Mo Tianzun, the once-invincible Demon Lord, now inhabited the body of Lin Xuanji-the weakest prince of the Yunxiao Sect, a laughingstock among cultivators. "Weakling prince?" Mo's eye twitched. "They dare... call me that?" Though furious, he knew better than to reveal his true nature. For now, he'd play the fool. Let them mock. He would bide his time, regain his influence, and reclaim his destiny. As he sat in meditation, refining his qi in silence, a sudden voice echoed through the room. "Greetings, host." Startled, Mo's-no, Lin Xuanji's-eyes flew open. "Who's there?" No one. But then, above his head, a shimmering blue screen flickered into view. > [Welcome to the System!] Main Quest: Make Crown Prince Zhao Longxuan fall in love with you-and only you. Objective: Become the prince's sole consort, and ascend as the queen-with zero concubines. "...What the fuck?!" Mo Tianzun, the terror of three realms, screamed into the void. ———— Image Credit: The book cover/photo is not mine; full credit goes to the rightful owner. Please do not share, copy, or redistribute this work without the author's explicit permission.

Its as been an life long dream to be in mobile fleet, now the world in chaos not only I am in in but sergeant of the biggest army and eng call the sky dogs, and to engineer the carrier jet, talk about need to flight, this is my story

``` "Kemari, sayang!" "Tidak mau!" Apa yang harus dilakukan ketika istri marah? CEO kaya raya itu memberinya hadiah mewah tanpa henti setiap hari! Hari ini mobil mewah, besok mansion, lusa jet pribadi... Dalam sebuah wawancara media: "Apa hadiah termahal yang pernah Anda berikan pada istri Anda?" "Sejauh ini, anak kita!" "Anda memperlakukan istri Anda dengan baik sekali, pasti dia sangat mencintai Anda!" CEO tertawa percaya diri, "Tanpa ragu!" Sampai di rumah, istri yang manja melemparkan kontrak perceraian kepadanya, "Dongfang Yu, tanda tangani ini!" "Hai Xiaotang, yang kamu pikirkan hanya perceraian. Jangan kira aku tidak bisa mengatasi kamu!" CEO yang penuh amarah, mengatupkan tinju, "Sebuah papan cuci, sebuah sempoa, sebuah keyboard, sebuah durian...pilih salah satu!" "Durian!" CEO itu akhirnya berlutut di atas durian dengan dentuman! ```

One kiss. One man. Everything changed. Zariah Cruz doesn’t just run the city’s most exclusive nightclub—she owns it in every way. With her jet-black hair always up, sharp gray eyes, and a presence that silences a room, she’s used to being in control. Men admire her, fear her, but they never get too close. Love? That was never part of her plan. Then Elias Rowan walks in. He’s nothing like the usual crowd. Soft brown hair, warm hazel eyes, and a quiet kind of strength. A middle school art teacher who doesn’t belong in a place like hers. But one night, under flashing lights and velvet shadows, he kisses her—and everything shifts. Zariah’s world is loud, fast, and full of masks. But Elias sees right through her. And the scariest part? She doesn’t want to hide.

What if the person you loved most in the world, the one who knew your every scar, secret, and soft place woke up one day and looked at you like a stranger? Billionaire tech mogul Kairo Lancaster was known for his brilliance, ruthlessness in the boardroom, and a private life so tightly locked that not even tabloids could scratch its surface. But what the world didn’t know, what even his closest aides didn’t suspect, was that during a rare moment of escape overseas, Kairo did something wildly uncharacteristic: he fell in love. Deeply, entirely, and quietly married the woman who changed him. Her name was Noelle Reyes, a compassionate, quietly resilient woman with a mysterious past and a strength that matched Kairo’s own. Their whirlwind romance unfolded under Moroccan lanterns, whispered vows made without witnesses or legal signatures. It was unorthodox, untraceable and unbreakable. Until the crash. A tragic private jet accident shattered everything. Kairo survived barely. He awoke two months later in a hospital in London, battered, scarred, and with no memory of his wife, their secret marriage, or the life they’d begun to build together. All he had was a hollow sense of grief without a name and flashes of warmth that didn’t belong to anyone he could recall. For Noelle, it was worse than death. Erased from his memory, and without any legal proof of their union, she couldn’t claim to be his wife. Not to the hospital, not to his advisors, not to the media. So she did the only thing she could do, she stayed close in the only way left to her: under an alias, posing as a volunteer and later, a temporary housekeeper at his estate. Every day she cleans the rooms he doesn’t remember sharing with her. Every night she writes in a journal addressed to the man who once called her his compass. She watches him search for something he can’t name, feeling helpless, hopeful, and torn between revealing the truth or letting love find its way back on its own. Meanwhile, Kairo is haunted by fragments: a woman’s laughter, the scent of citrus, the ghost of promises made in candlelight. Everyone tells him it’s his mind’s attempt to fill the blanks. But his heart disagrees, his soul remembers what his memory can’t. As his recovery progresses, he becomes increasingly obsessed with uncovering the identity of the woman he dreams about. And every time he looks at the quiet housekeeper with the too-familiar eyes, he feels like he’s almost home. But when memory returns, will it come gently or like a flood that exposes all the lies she was forced to tell? And will love once built in fire and sealed by a vow whispered under foreign stars be strong enough to survive being forgotten?

"She married him for duty. He never expected to need her." In a world of private jets, ruthless boardrooms, and whispered scandals, Amelia Rivers finds herself thrown into a cold, calculated marriage with billionaire CEO Alexander Stone — a man known for his power, his silence, and his untouchable heart. What was supposed to be a business arrangement soon turns into a silent battlefield. High society sees her as an outsider. His enemies see her as a weakness. And Alexander? He sees her as nothing more than a name on paper. But Amelia isn't here to be a trophy. With elegance and quiet determination, she begins to reshape the empire from the shadows. And as whispers turn into war, Alexander starts to see her not as a liability—but as the only woman who could destroy or save him. She married into power. But she’s about to discover her own. In love, in war, and in the world of the wealthy... nothing is ever as it seems.

Ayant été victime d'un incendie qui a détruit toute la maison familiale, Valentina a été laissée avec plusieurs brûlures sur son corps, ce qui lui a valu d'être surnommée la créature de Bayhill. Sa demi-sœur, Chole Callum, était sur le point de se marier et selon la tradition familiale, Valentina en tant que fille aînée de la famille devait être mariée. Voyant cela comme une opportunité d'effacer leur honte, la famille Callum a mis un prix sur la tête de Valentina, celui qui épouserait Valentina recevrait cent mille dollars. La famille a déclaré que le mari de Valentina n'avait pas besoin de s'occuper d'elle car elle pourrait être jetée une fois le certificat de mariage signé. Ainsi, beaucoup de gens étaient intéressés par Valentina, cependant sa demi-sœur, a choisi le pire parmi les prétendants, pensant que Valentina serait jetée après le mariage et probablement mourrait dans quelques jours, mais elle ne savait pas qu'elle avait choisi un multi-milliardaire pour sa sœur, habillé comme un sans-abri sans source de revenus, ils ne savaient pas qu'il était l'homme dont tout le monde parlait dans le monde. "Comment pourrais-tu rire le dernier si tu te suicides maintenant." "Ne veux-tu pas voir ta sœur venir te supplier de lui pardonner." "Ne veux-tu pas être la clé de la fortune de ta famille. Ne veux-tu pas être le Oui et le Non de ta famille." "Ne veux-tu pas voir ta famille à genoux te suppliant de venir les sauver de leur catastrophe." "Ne veux-tu pas régner sur le monde à nouveau, devenir la femme dont tout le pays ne peut pas arrêter de parler, tout comme il y a dix ans, mais cette fois, ce serait différent. Tu seras couronnée comme une Reine." "Reste en vie et tout cela arrivera." "Sois avec moi et je te ferai la femme dans le cœur de chaque homme, même ceux déjà mariés."

-- IMPORTANT NOTE!! As of April 2025, the author has given her (yes, she's a woman) life to God. She renounces any expressions documented in this novel. All humans are children of God, and although some may be gifted, it makes them no less or more important than another. Matthew 6:33 (KJV) But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Only God knows the future. Read the Bible. Pray. The end of times are here. -- The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical. Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable. With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question. Excerpt: Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps. His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement. When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck. Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel. Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box. Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable. It was all for first love. —- Discord: SEP1A#9769 Cover Art: raazu692 | Fiverr

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