Bartemius Crouch Sr

—¡COMPLETADO! —Ganador de Bronce en los Spirity Spring Awards 2020 «Un alma oscura, dañada por su pasado Un ángel forzado a ser su amante. ¿Puede salir algo bien? ¿Serán capaces de enamorarse alguna vez? ¿Ella logrará ver más allá de su oscuridad? ¿Podrá él protegerla cuando el peligro toque a la puerta? Descúbrelo en este libro... Un extracto* —¿Sabes en lo que te estás metiendo, verdad? —preguntó él, cruzando las piernas, levantó una ceja. Los labios de Tiana se inclinaron y sus ojos se estrecharon hacia él. —Mientras me pagues, haré lo que quieras —Nicklaus estaba asombrado por su repentina audacia; pero estaba seguro de que ella solo trataba de parecer valiente. La conocía, ella no era más que un alma débil y temblorosa, y estaba intentando tan fuerte ocultarlo; una sonrisa apareció en sus labios mientras un pensamiento se le venía a la mente. —¿Lo que yo quiera? —preguntó de nuevo y Tiana respondió inmediatamente sin un segundo pensamiento. —Sí, Sr. Nicklaus, lo que usted quiera. —Bien entonces, quiero que te desnudes y te acuestes en la cama —él no tenía ninguna intención de tocarla; solo quería ver su reacción. Pero lo que Tiana hizo a continuación lo dejó impactado.

``` *Romance Histórico de Queima Lenta* Lady Elise estava prestes a trocar pelo vestido que estava jogado no canto da sua cama quando ouviu uma batida suave vindo de sua porta. Curiosa, ela girou a maçaneta e viu um homem alto se impondo à sua frente. “Mestre Ian!” Ela chamou. Ian sorriu com o sorriso maroto de sempre que ele sempre usava. Seus olhos carmesins percorreram o quarto dela e avistaram o vestido preto sobre a sua cama e direcionaram o olhar para a mulher à sua frente. Ele deu um passo à frente e falou. “Onde você conseguiu esse vestido?” “O Sr. Harland me deu.” Lady Elise respondeu e esticou o pescoço para ver as sobrancelhas de Ian se unindo em sua elegância. “Você sabe por que um homem adoraria dar um vestido a uma mulher?” Ele fez um enigma que ela sempre tinha que pensar duas vezes antes de responder. Mas dessa vez, ela não encontrou resposta e, em vez disso, balançou a cabeça. “Não sei.” Seu sorriso se tornou encantador como se algo tivesse despertado no profundo dos olhos escarlates que ele tinha. Ele lentamente deslizou sua mão pela gola do vestido dela, enviando um arrepio frio que a assustou por um momento devido a sua temperatura congelante. Depois de desabotoar os dois primeiros botões na gola, ele inclinou sua cabeça para baixo, sussurrando em seu ouvido. “Porque eles querem ser os primeiros a despir o tecido.” Ele pausou e beijou seu pescoço, tornando a pele pálida em vermelho antes de retrair seu movimento para arrumar o olhar sobre ela e respondeu de forma despreocupada. “Infelizmente, você não pode vestir o vestido ali com isso.” Ele riu e passou uma caixa para as mãos dela. “E a notícia boa é que preparei um vestido para você.” Lady Elise era uma garota amaldiçoada que podia ver fantasmas. Sua família a odiava e a jogava de uma família adotiva para outra. No entanto, a desgraça não agia sozinha. Quando ela foi criada por sua tia, foi vendida como escrava. Quando pensou que se tornaria nada mais do que um sacrifício ao feiticeiro, foi salva por um homem cuja identidade era muito diferente de um ser mitológico normal. *** Este livro é ORIGINAL e não é uma Tradução Junte-se ao discord do Autor(a): https://discord.gg/YPKueb4 ```

"M... Marissa! São meus filhos?" Os olhos de Rafael não se desviavam do rosto adorável das crianças. "Não, Rafael. Eles não são," disse Marissa com um sorriso falso, "Eles não são seus. Lembra?" ela piscou os cílios de maneira bem dramática, "Nunca fomos casados!" A irmã mais velha de Marissa Aaron, Valerie Aaron, abandonou seu namorado cego no dia do casamento e fugiu. Para salvar a aparência, a família de Merissa implorou para que ela se casasse com Raphael Sinclair. A ironia? Ela não podia dizer ao seu marido cego que não era Valerie, mas sim Marissa Aaron. No dia da bem-sucedida cirurgia de olhos de Raphael, Marissa ficou sabendo que Valerie havia voltado para tomar seu lugar de direito como nora dos Sinclair. Marissa tentou explicar ao marido que era ela quem havia se casado com ele, mas ele não acreditou. Em vez de tentar mais convencê-lo, a desolada Merissa decidiu deixar a cidade sem contar seu segredo. Raphael Sinclair era a clássica definição de galã e o único herdeiro do Grupo Sinclair de Indústrias. O que ele faria ao descobrir que todo esse tempo a mulher que lhe ofereceu amor e seu corpo não era Valerie, mas sim sua irmã mais nova Marissa Aaron? Como ele reagiria ao saber que era o pai dos bebês que Marissa estava esperando? Ele iria atrás de Marissa e reconquistaria seu amor? E a pergunta de um milhão de dólares! Marissa seria capaz de perdoá-lo e amá-lo novamente?

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

¿Por qué a todo lo que entregamos nuestra pasión y dedicación, acaba por quemarnos?¿Por que cuando llegas a tener todo lo que amas, te lo arrebatan sin piedad alguna? Un día puedes estar feliz e y intentado crear una boda maravillosa, y al otro estar sufriendo, por la desaparición de esta. El amor puede ser efímero, dos mundos muy diferentes. Serán capaz de volver a confiar, en aquello que se les arrebato con tanto dolor. Una historia que muestra como nuestros protagonistas, luchar por volver a creer en aquello que se les arrebato y confiar uno en el otro, para que no vuelva a suceder.

After escaping his pit of despair, Oscar wonders if reincarnating into the world of his dreams saved him, or plunged him into newfound terrors. Forced to become strong with no endpoint in sight, he cultivates through infancy, relying on the only thing the elder gave him. The mystical Soul Becoming World Technique. With his past life’s experience and knowledge of cultivation novels, Oscar expected it to be easy. But of course, it wasn’t that simple. From demonic trials to family torment, even his early years were fraught with pain. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cultivation Fever is a Western interpretation of the Chinese Cultivation genre, focusing heavily on realistic progression, lifelike characters, and emotional turmoil. As an avid reader of the genre, the lacklustre stories, shallow characters, and shoddy translations consistently disappointed me, so I strived to write an original high-quality interpretation with real depth. If you're a fan of gritty, realistic fantasy, you'll love this series. If you have never heard of cultivation, this book is a perfect start that eases you into the core concepts of Chinese martial fantasy. For die-hard fans, it is a fresh take on the genre with deep character development, diving into the brutal reality of cultivation. Discord: https://discord.gg/GTnev65 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Cultivation-Fever-1-Ozzy-Banks-ebook/dp/B08LL6SQS9/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=cultivation+fever+volume+1&qid=1603628241&sr=8-1

This is a story about the day in the Life of a Futanari named Anglea. She is a loner that has no Friends. Her entire life, she has been segregated due to her Herophrodite status. After years of verbal bullying, she has decided to end the meek facade. Her natural personality decided to take over. Something happens, and her plans move forward faster than she ever planned. This is for advertisement purposes. Amazon link: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B096QTS87W/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Life+of+a+dominant+Futanari&qid=1623005605&sr=8-1 Support me at Patreon.com/Madjic

Ferdinand Salazar, a distinguished Professor of Political Science at the University of the Philippines Diliman, finds himself thrust into an unimaginable scenario when a bomb blast obliterates the classroom where he was teaching, only to awaken moments later in the body of another man—Ferdinand Marcos Sr. As Salazar grapples with the shock of his new reality, he realizes the immense potential his newfound position holds. Armed with insights from the future, he sees an opportunity to reshape the course of Philippine history and elevate his country to unprecedented heights of wealth and power. But altering the course of history is no easy task, and Salazar faces formidable challenges as he navigates the treacherous political landscape of his time. He must tread carefully, leveraging his knowledge of future events to outmaneuver adversaries and implement transformative policies that will secure the prosperity and influence of the Philippines. Yet, as Salazar delves deeper into the complexities of his altered reality, he grapples with moral dilemmas and ethical quandaries. How far is he willing to go to achieve his vision of a prosperous Philippines? And can he truly reconcile his identity as Ferdinand Salazar with the persona of Ferdinand Marcos Sr.?

"What'd you do when you have multiple lives at your expense? " Entering the horror world, Thain charged toward the fiend shouting "Divine Judgement," got instakilled. Six different worlds, same determination, similar vigorous efforts, similar results, he gave up. The seventh time, closing his eyes at the looming fiend, Thain said: "Make it swift, please." Glancing around the struggling others, then looking at Thain lying wide on the floor, the female-shaped fiend crouched down and lifted his chin: "Human, you've caught my attention." "???" To honor "Firefly at middle ruler", I'm writing this to hone my grammar. If there are any similar names or events, they are only coincident, please don't try it at home~ *The art was from a friend of mine, she stopped getting online to concentrate on life, but I do hope she could see I still remember her wherever she is.

People around here are largely out for themselves. Oren takes that to a new level. Robbing anyone with valuables to make ends meet and his clients happy, Oren has made depriving people of their luxuries his profession. However, Oren's life has made him many enemies and living off of favors which he wants to change and get away from it all. The nights and shadows belong to the Master Thief, but other parties and individuals have made it their home as well. And they have no problem taking lives. Author's Note: Only 7 chapters are going to be available here. If you want to continue the story, the full book is available on the Amazon Kindle store. Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CW1JJVSC/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1PFEAMI6OI5PC&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.Fo6S40AIaJcUrwyFNysy6Hhf2bOHLQKhQBUcWGp8Pvdj_mtSKCLafBkx00k-Pa7XmRxKQGGBju-QLs-q3mMwr9s-kPuhlgvzwQ-IBqyT77rK9vth1-R9zXVDTCyabKLqjMrUWQLmcGHjbpUF8abthwthmT7oojWjPzp0aBgwXhioN9nY83f8w-XuoBtvwPJhlvVf2-8afMj0f2utFY6NsoyyWo6lqYBYFukfFwc6WBk.dcUzKP8vA_ZBdbkyzjtJo0-KCdtGocBEWMFn6GBVC6s&dib_tag=se&keywords=prowler%27s+fancy&qid=1708660551&s=digital-text&sprefix=%2Cdigital-text%2C446&sr=1-1

«Verily, after every difficulty is ease». «I plan, You plan, We all plan but Allah's plan is the best». ~**~ "Yeah, I know. I was your wife before but now I'm my husband's wife. And if you really love me as you said, you will let me go because I've let you go a long time ago. If you really love someone, you will do anything or everything for his or her happiness even if it means you let go" I wrote and mouthed to my husband "let's go". My husband carried me out in bridal styles leaving him who was crouching on the floor crying his bleeding heart out. ~**~ No one is perfect, we make mistakes, we break, we give up, we failed and we succeed. Follow Sophia through the journey of her life with every pains, twists, cries, betrayals, loves, hardship, revenges, heartbreaks emotional rollercoasters. © Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan) The cover is not mine, credits to who owns it. Do review and vote Discord : https://discord.gg/qRRxHjg8TX

``` "Fique comigo e eu te darei tudo o que seu coração deseja. Por você, minha querida, eu moveria montanhas, dividiria o mar e causaria caos na Terra só para te ter." - - - - - Em toda história de amor, sempre existe uma noiva vingativa e venenosa que estava noiva do rico e bonito CEO que se apaixona pela protagonista pobre, mas gentil e inocente. Na sua ganância pelo amor dela, ele quebrou a pobre noiva cujo amor a levou à beira da insanidade. Ninguém nunca se importou com o que a noiva sentia. Zhao Lifei foi preparada a vida inteira para se casar com um homem, mas de repente, o coração dele foi capturado por outra. Ela foi humilhada, destruída e deserdada por amar Zheng Tianyi. Ela estava disposta a sacrificar sua juventude, tempo e coração pelo homem, mas tudo o que recebeu foi dor e desespero. Foram dois anos duros, mas reveladores, para Zhao Lifei finalmente entender os erros que cometeu no passado. Após sua redenção, agora era a vez de Zhao Lifei experimentar um amor mais grandioso que o da protagonista. Mais esperta, mais destemida e mais sagaz, Zhao Lifei sabia como sobreviver a cruel, traiçoeira e dura sociedade da alta classe. "Um noivo infiel que partiu meu coração? Que se dane, eu vou encontrar alguém mais rico!" "Todos os meus amigos me abandonaram? Tanto faz, eu encontrarei melhores!" "Meus pais me deserdaram? Tudo bem, meu avô é mais rico e poderoso que os dois juntos!" O oposto polar da irônica Zhao Lifei, era o incrivelmente rico e poderoso, porém impiedosamente frio Yang Feng. Yang Feng, o Rei do Império Empresarial, era um homem a ser temido. Coração de gelo, olhar de pedra, impiedoso mas atraentemente bonito, não havia uma única pessoa no mundo que ousasse ofendê-lo. Muitos tentaram, mas nenhum conseguiu chamar sua atenção. Isto é, até que seu caminho cruzasse inesperadamente com Zhao Lifei. Desafios surgirão, caos começará e drama se desenrolará. Mas, afinal, o que é uma história de amor sem perturbações? Dizem que amor sem conflito é apenas uma paixoneta simples e a história de Zhao Lifei e Yang Feng era tudo, menos isso. - - - - - Status do Livro: Completo. Nota: Esta é uma história original minha (xincerely) e não uma tradução :) Este livro está disponível exclusivamente em webnovel.com. Por favor, NÃO reposte em nenhum outro lugar. Discord da História: https://discord.gg/N5zzn6t Instagram do Autor: xincerely_author Editores e Revisores: Yserieh, ketaki, deelah, SniperGirl, dumdum007, YunRei, Blissful, ninaviews, Ocelot, Hoodwinhemmford, PantojaC0311, _pia29, dumdum007, filledelisle, myco, rosie, e littlebakergirl ```

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) 'Seduction is our craft; Manipulation is our craft ' Shante Jarret;a lady that was raped at the age of five by the same set of gangsters that killed her parents walked into a place to sought refuge not knowing it was an underground deadly club society. At first she was scared and thought she won't be able to make it but here she is the leader of the fraternity,they consists of mostly girls and the few men in the club are the trainers and the people bringing in new people,that is, recruiters. What's their job? They are to 'Hunt','Seduce','Manipulate','Play' and 'Take Down'. Missions are always given to the girls especially the experienced and capable ones;the particular and specific targets are the men they need to take down within 3 days. The first and deadly rule of the club is that you must not fall in love especially on the target else it's death and they also have to take the target down within 3 days otherwise you sought death. Shante's job is just to lecture the girls, brief them on the plans,give them steps and strategy on how to achieve the goal and give necessary punishments. Suddenly she received a mission from the big bosses that she must handle herself and was given a time limit of just one month;31 days. Target - Madden Banks,an introverted billionaire that has been shaking the stock market in recent times.A sadist,a cold jerk,a narrow minded person, youngest CEO ever lived. No much Intel on him and Shante was very confident that she didn't need 2 days to take him down. ************* Excerpt "Hi, I'm Te" Shante said coquettishly, licking her lips softly.Her hands were stretched forward, wanting an handshake Madden looked at her with crouched eyebrows "Te,as in Tea?" Shante felt angry immediately, scoffing inwardly but she still kept her seductive demeanor "No,as in Teeeeee..." she stretched "Shorten for Shante" she added. "Madden." He said curtly be fixing his gaze back on his little sister "I'll be going now." Tyra was about to question him but Shante beat her to it "I thought you were going to take us out?" Madden ignored her directly and rubbed his sister's head "Later sis".He winked at his sister and left "What the f..." Shante scoffed in anger,that bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... *********** Did she overestimate herself or underestimate him? Will she end up achieving her goal? Will she end up being preyed instead of being the predator? What of if she breaks the first and deadly rule? You want an answer to all these questions,then don't miss out this book, don't miss out the fun so you won't be in regret *wink*

"I didn't save you, young lady. I just spared you," As soon as he caught the USB, he let out a chuckle. "What, I just f****d up today-now you're implying to kill me? We have a deal!" "Oh, my sweet young flower...You don't even take a hint? I was just joking!" "F***. You." I shot him a glare. I couldn't take all of his jokes while my legs are completely numb from that paralyzer gun. All this s**t happened just for that stupid USB. "My, you bark more than you bite. Pretty wild for a young lady, huh?" he shook his head, seeming more amused than before. He then continued to play with his dagger skillfully between his fingers. For some reason, I could see myself as that sharp dagger. He uses me like a toy, nonetheless, he knows what I can do and use it in his advantage while I get bloodied and slowly lose my sharp edges. "Well indeed, we have a deal. You and me. Between a client...and a hitman." I saw his eyes through the glass of his gas mask squinting into a smile and cocked his gun at me like a madman he is. I do not fear someone like him, but when I saw a murder right before my eyes... --- "Awe, don't worry about the deal for now. You did great despite all this...mess we've caused," he crouched down and pulled my face close near to his. His dagger gently traces my jaw down to my throat as if he was guessing where he could end me in the future. "Just keep yourself clean..." He poked a part of my neck, being careful of not leaving a large wound. I know what he wants, that's why he kept me alive. He has what I need, which is why I joined him to get it. "...You'll be the most beauuuutiful flower in my garden. Never ever cease to please me, and I shall keep you alive for much longer," My relationship with him is like having a contract with a devil. If I go astray from this mission, my throat is for him to take. "Remember that...Green Gladiolus." --- In the city of Hana-Puellaweo, everything turned upside down ever since a sudden outbreak of an unknown disease affected its people. The deaths are drastically increasing and most of them were the young people who they hoped could change their city for the better. They only knew that LOVE has caused the spread. Due of this, they fear to feel butterflies in their stomach. How will they keep their feelings despite it being lethal? Will they choose death or find the cure? Yoona Kim, one of the WANTED vigilantes of the city, teamed up with a guy who calls himself RED X in search of a cure. Will her mission be successful and be able to help those in need? Or will these flowers take over her lung and heart before she could discover the solution? Turn the page and we shall unravel the truth. --- WARNING (R-18): The following chapters may contain violence and strong languages. Please be advised that you must be 18 and above before continuing. This novel is also a slow burn romance story. After all, Love is a complex process. --- VOLUMES 1: GLADIOLUS An unnatural disease began to spread within the city whilst the MedExpert Co. have been trying to decrease the possibility of this from killing more people. However, it is out of their control and decided to ask for the army's assistance to commence martial law. Yoona was one of these people who attempted to disobey the new rule. Will she be able to survive on her own? [More volumes to be followed...] --- NOTE: The author updates once a month or randomly.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

"What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Mori?" "I told you, I want a bride. You took my bride, you bring me another one." She snickered. "You want me to become a matchmaker?" "No, sweetheart," he stood from his seat and leaned forward. Both his hands were flat on the desk as he crouched and peered down at Allie's piercing eyes. Evan stared at her green eyes darkly. They were so alive like a lovely summer forest, yet at the same time they were unnervingly cold and fearless. He didn't like her defiance. "You will take her place. You will be my bride." [WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR TYPICAL BILLIONAIRE LOVE STORY. THIS MAY CONTAIN DARK THEMES!]

Zaroon Khan, 26 years old, hardworking, Workaholic, Introvert, Software Engineer, Kind Hearted, CEO of his Startup. Zehra Shaikh, 23 Year's old, Studying Medicine in the final year, With pure soul, Generous & Lively Person. She is a heavy sleeper. He is insomniac. She is Foodie. He is Health conscious. She is Extrovert. He is Introvert. She is Childish. He is Mature. She is Cheerful. He is Calm. She is Short Tempered. He doesn't get angry easily. Two different personalities, Two different persons, complete opposite of each other. When these two opposite poles will meet will they attract towards each other? If yes will their attraction last for long due to different thinking and personality? This is all game of destiny when they two get married while for one it is arranged marriage we can’t say the same for the another one!what will happen when the problems of life will strike upon them! Will they be able to solve their problems together or they will pull apart? Follow the Journey of Zaroon and Dr.Zehra who will face laughter, sadness, tears, love, misunderstandings all together. Will their love will be greater than their opposite personalities and thinking? ~*~ He made a confused face but when he looked at her face which was Looking like she was hardly controlling her laughter. "You made me a fool?" He asked still confused,on reply she laughed out loud on him. "I am sorry,but your expressions were worth it!" She said removing a small drop of tear from corner of her eyes due to her laughter. He smiled looking at her who was laughing without a care in the world. But he soon came out of his world, his eyes twinkle as mischievous ideas came into his mind. He came in front of her where she was standing and slowly raised his hand, he brushed her hair strands which were on her face, and kept them behind her ear while doing every movement very slowly. Zehra closed her eyes on the feel of his touch. Her skin started to tingle where his fingers touched her cheeks till behind her ears. "Zehra" he said in whisper on which she opened her eyes only to met with Black charcoal orbs which were staring at her intently. "Hmm" she hummed lost in the intensity of his orbs. "Even I couldn't find it!" He said still in whisper,she got confused as in what he couldn't find. ~*~ "Shut up, just shut the hell up." He yelled at her bringing more tears in her eyes and he started pacing around the room. "Listen... Listen to me" She spoke in a whisper making him more furious. His eyes have become red and his body started shaking due to the anger boiling inside him. "If you want to explain your filthy sentence which you just spoke then it would be better if you would not speak at all" He again said in the same voice making her cower back in fear seeing his state, hearing his loud voice his mother rushed to their bedroom. She was shocked to see her crouched on the floor. "What happened? Why are you Yelling Zaroon?" Aabiya shouted at her son and took her daughter in her motherly embrace who was already a crying mess. "Ask your daughter, she has gone mad" Zaroon again spoke, anger lacing his voice making Zehra fear him. "Lower your volume, Zaroon" Aabiya spoke sharply to her son who doesn’t seem to have any kind of effect on her words as he was still pacing around the room while pulling his hair strands. "Handle your daughter, I am going" ~*~

Ace Carter Greyson, su esposo de cinco largos años, exigió el divorcio en la noche de su quinto aniversario de bodas. —¿Razón? Simplemente porque no puede darle un hijo.— Fénix le rogó que se quedara, pero su firme decisión era inflexible, así que finalmente lo dejó ir. Su vida se destrozó aún más después de descubrir su relación clandestina de largo tiempo con su secretaria, —y ahora, la amante estaba embarazada.— Solo meses después de su divorcio, él se casó con la secretaria embarazada. —El mundo de Fénix se pone repentinamente patas arriba cuando descubre que está embarazada de cuatro meses.

Conheça Erika Walters, uma mulher que abandonou sua família rica e estilo de vida caro, escondeu sua identidade só para se casar com o homem que amava. Um homem que sua família a alertou para não correr atrás se ela não quisesse ter o coração partido. Ignorando sua família, Erika se casou com Adrian Hart. Adrian era contra o casamento, pelo fato de nunca ter tido sentimentos por Erika. No entanto, os dois se uniram por causa da matriarca da família Hart, a vovó Elizabeth. O casamento deveria ser uma jornada doce para uma mulher que acabou de ser aceita por sua família, mas o de Erika foi o oposto. Ser tratada como criada não era um dos papéis de uma mulher casada. Todos os seus sogros a tratavam como sujeira. Seu marido continuamente a traía com sua amante, Felicia Evans, a quem sua avó sempre desprezou. Depois de testemunhar seu marido fazendo sexo com sua amante em sua cama matrimonial, Erika não aguentava mais a tortura. Ela tinha atingido seu limite de resistência. Ela não podia permitir que seu coração continuasse sendo brincado como se fosse algum brinquedo. Erika pegou os papéis de divórcio, assinou seu nome e saiu da Mansão Hart com a promessa de que voltaria e faria com que perdessem tudo pelo que já haviam trabalhado muito. Amor? Ela tem três irmãos mais velhos que a adoram. Erika voltou para sua família e começou a tramar contra seus ex-sogros até que encontrou Ethan, seu amigo de infância com quem se esbarrou anos atrás. **** Excerto “Você realmente é uma vagabunda”, Adrian cuspiu em desgosto. Erika olhou para ele calmamente. “Na última vez que chequei, Sr. Hart. Nós não somos mais parentes, então por que te incomoda se eu sou uma vagabunda ou não?” Ela o questionou friamente. “Já que você tem um bom olho para identificar quem é uma vagabunda, por que ainda não descobriu a principal vagabunda da sua família?” Ela o questionou de volta. **** Erika conseguirá se vingar com sucesso? Como Adrian reagirá ao ver que ela seguiu em frente? Adrian e Felicia terão um final feliz? Erika sentirá algum arrependimento depois de se vingar? Haverá mais segredos que ela descobrirá em sua jornada de vingança? Descubra mais clicando no livro; Meu Ex Marido Me Quer De Volta Depois De 3 Anos De Divórcio **** Olá pessoal Este é o meu primeiro livro Ainda sou novata Então, espero que vocês gostem deste livro Mas não se esqueçam de me dar seu apoio e incentivo Obrigada

—Conozcan a Erika Walters, una mujer que dejó su adinerada familia y un estilo de vida lujoso, escondió su identidad solo para casarse con el único hombre que amaba. Un hombre a quien su familia le advirtió que no persiguiera si no quería sufrir un desengaño amoroso. Haciendo oídos sordos a su familia, Erika se casó con Adrian Hart. —Adrain estaba en contra del matrimonio debido a que nunca tuvo sentimientos por Erika. Sin embargo, los dos terminaron juntos debido a la Matriarca de la familia Hart. Abuela Elizabeth. —Se supone que un matrimonio debe ser un dulce viaje para una mujer que acaba de ser aceptada por su familia política, pero el de Erika fue todo lo contrario. Ser tratada como una sirvienta no era uno de los roles de una mujer casada. Todos sus parientes políticos la trataban como a tierra. Su marido continuamente le era infiel con su amante, Felicia Evans, a quien su abuela siempre había despreciado. —Después de presenciar a su esposo teniendo relaciones sexuales con su amante en la cama conyugal, Erika no pudo soportar más la tortura. Alcanzó su límite de resistencia. No podía permitir que continuaran jugando con su corazón como si fuera algún juguete. —Erika tomó los papeles de divorcio, firmó su nombre y dejó la mansión Hart con la promesa de que volvería y los haría perder todo por lo que habían trabajado duro en conseguir. —¿Amor? Ella tiene tres hermanos mayores que la adoran. —Erika volvió a su familia y comenzó a tramar su venganza contra sus ex parientes políticos hasta que se encontró con Ethan, su amigo de la infancia con quien se había encontrado hace años. —Extracto —Realmente eres una zorra —Adrian escupió con asco—. Erika lo miró tranquilamente. —La última vez que revisé, Sr. Hart, ya no estamos relacionados. Así que, ¿por qué le molesta si soy una zorra o no? —Le preguntó fríamente—. Ya que tienes un buen ojo para identificar quién es una zorra, ¿por qué aún no has descubierto a la principal zorra en tu familia? —Le devolvió la pregunta. —¿Logrará Erika su venganza con éxito? ¿Cómo reaccionará Adrain cuando vea que ella ha seguido adelante? ¿Tendrán Adrain y Felicia un final feliz? ¿Sentirá Erika algún remordimiento después de obtener su venganza? ¿Habrá más secretos que descubrirá en su camino hacia la venganza? —Descubre más haciendo clic en el libro: «Mi ex marido me quiere de vuelta después de 3 años de divorcio». —Hola chicos. Este es mi primer libro. Aún soy nueva en esto. Así que espero que disfruten este libro. Pero no olviden darme su apoyo y aliento. Gracias."

Crossing into World War II-era Germany, yet only a lowly lieutenant paratrooper with no background, no connections. Am I to drift along with history, enduring setbacks in Britain, getting battered in Crete, freezing in Russia, crouching in Normandy to dodge bombs? No, my ambition still burns bright; why fear leaving a legacy of scorn behind? From military greenhorn to war veteran, Logan underwent a transformation in a few short months that defies imagination. From the astonishing events at Dunkirk to the globally watched Battle of Britain, the roaring Barbarossa in Russia, what's the next target? Logan says: "In...

After Cheng Qing’s unexpected demise, she found herself transported into the pages of a novel she had once immersed herself in. In this literary world, a captivating supporting actress named Luo Xi held the spotlight with her arrogant charm and ethereal beauty, winning the hearts of countless fans. Yet, despite her outward appeal, Luo Xi’s fate turned dark due to her often strained relationships with heroines in various shows. Filled with compassion for the character, Cheng Qing entered a variety show, determined to alter Luo Xi’s destiny and shield her from the heroine’s antagonism. The plan succeeded, but to Cheng Qing’s surprise, it led to a new dynamic between them. “Qingqing, can you cook?” “Qingqing, can you do laundry?” “Qingqing, can you drive?” It seemed Cheng Qing was willing to go to any lengths for her. Later that day, a now softened Luo Xi would crouch in front of Cheng Qing and smile, saying, “You are so nice, you can do anything.” With a modest shake of her head, Cheng Qing confessed, “I actually don’t know anything.” Peering at her with wide-eyed curiosity, Luo Xi’s interest encouraged Cheng Qing to add somewhat helplessly, “But I learn for you.”

"Señor Cary, no entiendo..." Su mano acarició el lado de mi cara mientras me miraba, "¿qué hay que entender?" "Usted es el mejor amigo de mi padre..." ****** Della acababa de cumplir veinte años cuando su mundo comenzó a desmoronarse lentamente. Su novio de toda la vida no era el hombre que ella creía y su padre estaba constantemente ausente, dejándola sola para defenderse por sí misma. Mientras todos los demás disfrutaban de sus vidas amorosas, ella esperaba nunca encontrar la suya. Eso es hasta que el mejor amigo de su padre, el señor Cary, demuestra ser el amante cariñoso, dulce e increíblemente sexy que siempre había querido. El único problema es que tiene el doble de su edad y con la sociedad desaprobando tales cosas, ella tiene que decidir si vale la pena. ¿Continuará amando al señor Cary de la manera que desea? ¿O sucumbirá a las vistas de la sociedad y correrá a las colinas para salvar su propia imagen? «Enamorándome del Sr. Cary» es una creación de Scarlett Rossi, una autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- "God as my witness, at first, I just wanted to build an invincible team," Henry lamented in this world where online gaming and reality merge. After awakening his hidden class, the "supreme support," his team started to become strangely different. Anna Daisy, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, was determined to find him more wives. Emily, a young lady from a mysterious family, turned into a voyeur, spending her days crouched in the corner of his bedroom. The adorable young girl clung to his neck and wouldn't budge. A female general from an expeditionary world was doing everything possible to get herself into his bed. This world was getting stranger and stranger, with more and more mysterious women pleading to join Henry's team. Twenty years later, Henry, looking at the children in the arms of these women, felt somewhat bewildered. "God as my witness, I really did just want to build an invincible team at first..." ---------------------- WPC DEC Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

waking up to changes she never expected....Leslie thought it was just her features but hey......life can be unexpectedly annoying!!, she's hearing voices in her head,she's being hunted down by creatures that only existed in lores 'demons' for a being who claimed to be an archangel that merged with her soul...HOW THE HECK DID HE DO THAT??, her once peaceful life has turned to a roller coaster ride...and the sudden arrival of the mysterious owner of the company she worked in spelled drama. he was hot, every woman's dream...literal dream cause there's no way someone like him should exist and the fact he wasn't human, a fallen banished from the heavenly realm for a crime and subjected to eternity on earth, suddenly takes interest in her, now she has to survive the threat to her life with the help of a fallen who should have a huge grudge against heaven, try to hone the overwhelming powers of the archangel for her defense until there's a way to free him without being captured and dead. but why would demons want the archangel?, could she really get out of this alive?, would she ever get back the peaceful life she wanted with her mom the only family she had left?, and why would the fallen suddenly have interest in her?...is there something he's not telling about his past?, and why does she smell doom??. ------------------------------‐-------------------------------- "I let you go and you get captured, I should lock you up in my room" Adrian said, a frown visible on his face as he looked at Leslie tied at the corner. turning to her captors, he eyes glowing with anger, death written all over it "I warned you, and yet you dared cross me" the demons laid on the floor, Adrian had cut their limbs but still left them alive bleeding uncontrollably, crouching to their position "this is my final warning" he said their heads exploding, he stood up turning to Leslie Leslie watched the entire scene unfold infront of her, she thought he was an angel, why did he seem more like a demon to her. seeing him walk towards her, she moved back scared to even look at his blood stained face. Adrian crouched in front of her, his eyes softened but they were still as cold and the anger still lingered, he hated the look she gave him "you're still scared of me, I won't dare hurt you but I will torture and destroy anyone who tries to, be it angels or demons. heaven or hell" he said untying and picking her up. ****** this is my first novel ^ ^ please support, I love writing and I'm trying my best, the first few chapters may not be perfect, but I hope you enjoy it ; )

Chef Zoe Kim, hired by the (dead) heroine from the book she read once, entered the novel and possessed the body of a side character to do one job: save the abandoned Crown Princess. But in the original story, the character that she possessed died at the hands of Duke Isaak Viotto--- the ghoul duke. Yes, GHOUL, a creature that eats human flesh. Regardless of what the duke is, she can't avoid him because he's the key to her success. Luckily, she just knows how to get to his good graces. 'THE WAY TO A MAN'S HEART IS THROUGH HIS STOMACH,' right? She's a chef and the ghoul duke has an awful eating habit. And she's about to fix that, With the help of her lovely pastel pink chef's knife, she's determined to feed Isaak Viotto until he's wrapped around her finger. Wait, no, that's excessive. The last thing that Zoe needs is a ghoul duke obsessed with her (god-tier cooking skills)! *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork commissioned by sola_cola from Artist CJ.] *** (EXCERPT 1) [I didn't expect to meet Isaak Viotto, the ghoul duke, as soon as I entered this novel.] Scratch that. Zoe should say that she didn’t expect to find him in a dark alley, but there she was. Isaak Viotto was crouching down in the corner while holding a dog. Considering the fact that he had his mouth wide open as if he was about to bite the dog, it was obvious that she just interrupted his meal. He only closed his mouth when he felt her presence, then he turned to her. [Oh no, he's hot!] Isaak Viotto snarled, baring his fangs at her. “What are you looking at?” “Your violet eyes,” Zoe said without thinking. “They look yummy.” “Huh?” “I like putting violet pansies in my salad,” she explained. “They’re delicious.” He just looked at her as if she was crazy. She knew that Duke Isaak Viotto was a GHOUL and ghouls, apparently, eat human flesh. But... [Dang, he's really hot.] “Give me the dog,” Zoe told the ghoul duke. “I’ll make you steak tartare in return.” [So, how did I end up in this situation again?] *** (EXCERPT 2) “You shouldn’t be too rough on animals even if you plan to eat them,” Zoe lectured the ghoul duke that she caught in the middle of trying to eat a dog--- alive! “There’s a humane way of taking their lives, you know?” Isaak Viotto, the ghoul duke that allegedly eats human flesh, just looked at her with glowing violet eyes. “You’re not scared of me,” he said bluntly. “Are you not afraid of getting eaten?” “Literally or sexually?” “What?” “What?” Zoe asked back. “I thought we were flirting.”

Shalom park has always been a center of attraction. Known for its beauty, serenity and energy, people flock there everyday to take pictures, have picnic or just sit around enjoying the smell of the blooming cherry blossoms. Karina, a beautiful young lady sat under a purple Jacaranda tree, gazing up to the sky with loneliness and melancholy oozing from her. It was around noon and the sun was nowhere to be seen, instead the clouds condensed as if welcoming the arrival of a rain. "Looks like it's going to rain." Karina said to herself which sounded almost like a whisper. "How I wish it could wash away the pain I feel right now." She sighed. The sky rumbled, confirming the presence of an incoming rain. Karina stood up, packing her bag and prepared to leave but stopped suddenly after taking five steps. She stood there till the rain began. It started as drops but soon increased and within no time, Karina was soaked. She stood under the rain for about 8 minutes, shaking and sneezing continuously. Passers-by looked at Karina with strange gazes but went their way without approaching her. Tired of standing, she crouched and shivered like an animal hiding from its predator. After a while, footsteps echoed in the rain, getting clearer and clearer until it stopped beside Karina. The footsteps belonged to a young man who covered Karina with his suit and shielded her from the rain with his umbrella. Having bent for long, Karina had a hard time standing and could only stand with the help of the young man. "It's you!" After having a clear look of his face, Karina exclaimed. "Yes, it's me but what on earth are you doing in the rain like a kitten abandoned by its owner?" He questioned confusedly. With a bitter and lonely smile, Karina asked "You think so too?" *"I Can't Marry You...."*

Accused of being a terrorist, Montana Mills had been driven out of his home. Seeking vengeance, he ran to an organization to train and hunt down the person who stole his identity. However, things take a turn for the worse when the person ends up being a witch. Witch… they are the people who received powers from demons in exchange for helping the demons propagate sins. Rendering the normal weapons useless against their kind, the witches only have a few fears. Montana Mills is just an ordinary person who summoned a demon for a hellhound; he has no idea he would be on a path to fully embrace the dark magic just for his personal gain. However, his handler, Belphegor, has more plans for him. Using his sudden spark of vindication, Belphegor wage a war against the master of the terrorist—his own brother at arms, Satan. Gaining the support of more and more Princes of Hell, Montana gets pit against one of them. Stakes rise, and even his forgotten past is unearthed. Embracing a new name to propel his goals forward, Montana willingly enters the world of demons… and even vied to replace the Demon Prince of Wrath himself. ... "So it all came to this. You and me, finally standing face-to-face." A wide, menacing grin spread on Satan's face as he looked down at the approaching witch. "Tell me, Montana Mills... how was your descent to Hell?" "Worth the wait." Montana lifted his left arm and curled his fingers, blue flames blazing to turn it into a four-fingered claw. "Since you're looking forward to meeting me, I take it as you getting ready to fall by my hands." Satan only got up from the throne and dropped the goblet at the side as his humongous bat-like wings slowly spread behind him, casting a shadow that ate up the entire width of the chamber. He raised both hands as if downplaying the witch's words. "You really think you can kill me now?" Montana crouched down and summoned the blue flames to embrace his body as a silhouette of a hellhound emerged around him. "I do." Boom! He dashed towards the demon prince at the speed of sound and swung down his claw. Satan only laughed out as he summoned bones to cover his arms and block the attack. A loud sound and a brutal shockwave followed and rippled through the air as Montana's claw struck against Satan's arm. With their eyes getting at the same level, Satan returned the glare that Montana gave him. However, Montana grinned as well as his dark eyes lit up brightly in blue fire. "Do you really think I can't take your place as a demon prince?" ... This is a work of fiction. All similarities to events and people are coincidental.

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

Suddenly presenting as an omega, attacked and claimed by a stranger while celebrating the end of exam season with his friends, Wonho struggles to except all the new changes in his life. Then came Minwoo, a narcissistic, proud noble alpha with distaste in omegas who can't seem to leave Wonho alone, thinking Wonho is a mere beta who shows no interest in him. How in the world with these two strong-headed males even get together? Or, will they even get together in the first place? ---excerpt 'Tall, dark and handsome…' He starts, and as he expected, Minwoo blushes as if he knows Wonho is talking about him, '… just the type I hate.' Wonho smiles in triumph as he successfully wipes the smug of that face. Unfortunately for him though, Minwoo crouches beside him, too close for comfort. 'Looks like we have another thing in common, I prefer pale, beautiful people shorter than me too.' --- An original campus omegaverse AU, with none of the heavy alpha-dominating-omega storyline. [Warning] An angsty omegaverse with a twist. Not for the easily triggered. Proceed with caution! Also, contains Mature Contents for you pervs out there :3