Sofia Muse

Lucretia (Luca) Connelly is seventeen years old and has her whole life ahead of her. It’s her senior year of high school so the pressure to choose a path for her foreseeable future is mounting. Though she has no idea what she wants to do, she knows she can always rely on her good connections and natural design talent. She’s the daughter of the mayor of Miami, in the top ten of her class in the most prestigious high school in the state of Florida, vice president of the student body, and stage manager for her high school’s thespian troupe- she’s essentially set for success. But what if something threatens that? When her younger sister, Sofia, finds herself in a dangerous position that threatens to reveal a secret that could ruin their father’s campaign for governor, Luca has no choice but to step up. Left with no other instruction other than ‘fix this’, she falls down a rabbit hole where things go from ugly to sinister. Drugs, organ harvesting, human trafficking, forced participation in human experimentation, and political conspiracy start to reveal their ugly heads. Now she’s stuck with two options: 1. Say nothing, and leave everything in the dark. She and everyone she holds dear will be safe, and there’s only a slight possibility of death. 2. Take action and do the right thing: bring everything to light and face her father’s wrath and family’s public disgrace with a high possibility of death if caught. Can she somehow save her sister and her own life without trading her soul, or will she have to become a villain to keep everyone safe?

Just the musings of someone with too much time to think. This is not a novel, just a place where I will put random writings. I will not update regularly, just whenever I feel like it.

a boy teleported to another world, a boy embarks on an extraordinary journey, mastering magic and swordsmanship, while discovering a unique ability to summon powerful beasts

--- In the picturesque town of San Violetta, where lavender perfumes the air and secrets lurk beneath the cobblestone streets, artist Isabella Ricci arrives seeking inspiration. What she finds instead is Luca Romano, a reclusive novelist whose hauntingly beautiful world is as beguiling as it is fractured. Drawn to him by an unspoken connection, Isabella becomes the muse Luca never intended and the key to unraveling the shadows he has buried for years. But their growing bond awakens whispers from the past—a name carved in memory, a forgotten locket, and the mysterious remains unearthed in the vineyard that binds them. As passions ignite and old ghosts surface, Isabella discovers that love can be as dangerous as it is intoxicating. Luca’s secrets threaten to shatter everything they’ve built, forcing Isabella to decide: how far will she go to uncover the truth about the man she can’t seem to let go? Set against the backdrop of a small Italian town drenched in beauty and mystery, *Beneath the Lavender Sky* is a story of love, betrayal, and the delicate balance between redemption and ruin. ---

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

[Mature Content Warning] "Fuck, I kinda wish that scene was real," Damian mused. "I'd love to see the look on your boss's face as I make you mine." — Callum Pierce thought his life was perfectly under control—wealth, power, and the CEO title of a gaming company most people only dream of working at. But then the dreams started: memories of being Prince Caelan, the golden heir to a kingdom betrayed and destroyed—and of Ashur, the stablehand he’d loved with his whole soul. Now, Callum’s sure of two things: reincarnation is real, and Micah Liu, the shy but ridiculously talented intern at his company, is Ashur reborn. But in this life, Micah is a stranger—and worse, he has a boyfriend; Damian Wells. Reincarnation was not on Callum’s bingo card, and neither was this absurd, awkward love triangle. Between balancing CEO responsibilities and unraveling the tangled mess of their past lives, Callum has to navigate the perils of modern romance while resisting the urge to blurt out, “Hi, I think you’re my soulmate from another life and, oh, by the way, your boyfriend’s dad stabbed my dad once.” Will Callum win back the love of his past life? Can he uncover the truth behind their tragic downfall before history repeats itself? And most importantly, can he survive the awkward lunch dates?

Gie—born Gertrude to a legacy of royal jewelers—has never needed the spotlight. Her masterpieces have adorned queens, singers, and socialites, but her face remains a mystery. Reserved, brilliant, and obsessively devoted to her craft, she lives for the art of creation. But when a special commission comes from billionaire Alexander Millers—a dangerously magnetic man known for his empire in the adult industry and his playboy reputation—Gie finds herself unraveling. His requests are luxurious, precise, and dripping in silent power. She’s never met him, but designing for him becomes intoxicating… and maddening. Alexander has everything—wealth, infamy, women, and control. But what he craves is something he’s never had: touch that doesn’t repulse him, intimacy that doesn’t feel like a performance. When he meets Gie, the woman behind the jewelry that clings to his skin, something shifts. She's unlike any woman he's ever known—brilliant, stunning, untouchable. As desire coils between them in ways neither can resist nor define, they enter a dangerous game of seduction, power, and possession. But love doesn’t play by the rules… especially when the one thing they fear most is each other. As all my novel, please this is rated r. Do not read if you're 17 and below.

The bride had run away and she was brought in to impersonate her, scoring a handsome husband for free. Her husband was rich, domineering, and had a great physique. Young and vigorous with plenty of strength! The boss wants to take advantage of her? Acquisition! Someone is bullying her? Blacklist! A car hit her? Smash it! "Honey, you're too violent." "I can't help it, I can't stand seeing others bully you." She was touched, thinking that happiness had arrived and that she could become Mrs. Ryan for real. Until one day, he packed her luggage for her. "Leave, she's back now." She hid her pregnancy diagnosis and left in style… Five years later, she returned home with her twins. All of a sudden one day, "Mommy, some scammer dared to impersonate our dad, we beat him up! We should be rewarded, right?" "Beat someone up? And still want a reward?" Who did these two little devils learn this violence from? Wait a minute? Their dad?... Sofia rushed to check, and who was locked in the restroom if not Mr. Ryan Gregory! Ryan Gregory roared, "How do you educate the kids!" Sofia raised an eyebrow, "I can’t help it, it's hereditary!"

When her fiancé of five years dumps her for another woman, Angella is left betrayed and heartbroken. Not knowing how to cope with the situation, she leaves the country in a desperate attempt to find peace Four years later when she is back for good, she isn’t alone. She is accompanied by two three year old's. The comeback of the heiress along with two mysterious kids stirs a lot of gossip and speculation. Some claimed that the kids were the result of Angella’s multiple affairs when she was abroad while others thought they were adopted. But all the speculation doesn’t stop Damien Anderson, who is very keen to win Angella’s heart and charm her with his handsome looks and exceptional flirting skills, from pursuing her. But things aren’t as easy and simple as Damien thinks. With the past resurfacing again and truth unfolding itself, will he continue to stand by her side to love and protect her? With Angella’s past relationship still haunting her, will her heart learn to love again? And will Damien manage to heal a heart he did not break? …… Excerpt “You do realize that I am a mother of two, right?” “I am very well aware of that.” Damien checked her out again and smirked, “You are one hot momma, aren’t you?” “Weirdo.” Angella couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Go home, I am sure a famous person like you must have very important things to do.” Before she could leave, he grabbed her hand. “I am doing something very important.” “Damien—” “Listen, I don’t care if you have two kids or more,” he stated. “I will happily accept and raise hundreds of kids like my own as long as you come with them.” He pulled her closer. “So Angella Becker, will you please go on a date with me this Saturday?” …… Instagram: author_sofia05 Discord: https://discord.gg/TdyrNhc

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.

Amory Vescari believes every masterpiece begins with a muse. But when he meets Caelum D’Rosier, beauty itself becomes untouchable. Cold, distant, and impossible to reach—Caelum is everything Amory wants to capture but can’t. The closer he gets, the more he realizes that Caelum isn’t just avoiding art. He’s running from something deeper. And Amory is determined to uncover why—no matter what it costs.

They say Love is blind, but no one is ever truly blind in love. We see everything; we just choose to ignore them because we're scared to move on or start afresh. Twenty-eight years old, Emma Winters has her dreams clearly defined. To have a loving family, a beautiful home, and a stable, fulfilling life. Not only do those dreams come crumbling down when her husband hands her divorce papers just when she tells him she's pregnant, but her pride and dignity are questioned when Jake announces that Emma was unfaithful to him. Emma loses hope in everything she believes in. However, hope comes to her when the enigmatic billionaire Alexander Sterling offers her a way out: A contract marriage to him. Will Emma accept this way out of her predicament even when this savior is none other than her ex-husband's uncle? What happens when she accepts the contract and is only chased back by her ex? Will she return to her once lover, or will she accept her growing feelings for her contract husband? Find out as we unravel Emma's story together! *****Excerpt******** “Why would you help when I was put in this mess by my own husband?” Emma cut in, now crying. “Because your husband is my nephew, and not only do I want to salvage the situation my nephew put you in, I want to escape his plot,” Alex said, and Emma’s heart stopped for a moment, a cold chill running down her spine as she replayed the words in her head. Nephew? His nephew? Jake was this man's... Alex's nephew? She mused, and then the realization of what that meant dawned on her like a crashing wave, knocking the breath from her lungs. Her eyes widened as she stared at him, the shock evident on her face. “Your nephew? You’re Alex Sterling, Jake's uncle?” she asked, unable to believe it herself. Alex nodded, his expression unchanged. “Yes. I'm his uncle,” Alex confirmed, and Emma shook her head.

In the vibrant cities of Los Angeles, California. Ivana Smith, a confident and adventurous entrepreneur, finds herself entangled in a web of forbidden love and second chances. Ivana's life takes a dramatic turn when she crosses paths with Keal Vanderbilt, the enigmatic CEO of Vanderbilt Industries. Their attraction is undeniable, but their past traumas threaten to tear them apart. As Ivana navigates her feelings for Keal, she must confront her own demons and the possessive obsession of her ex-boyfriend, Leo. Meanwhile, Keal's mysterious past and complicated relationships, including his obsessive girlfriend Sofia, only add to the complexity. Amidst the turmoil, Ivana finds solace in her supportive network of friends and family, including her best friend Beatrice, who discovers her own romance with Elias, Keal's introverted friend. As tensions rise and secrets unfold, Ivana and Keal must confront the embers of their passion and decide if their love is worth fighting for. Will they find a way to overcome their differences and past hurts, or will their love remain a forbidden flame?

Sofia, the elegant and graceful mafia princess, finds herself trapped in a world of duty and obligation. Her heart longs for freedom, but her family's honor weighs heavily upon her. Antonio Cattaneo, the notorious and feared mafioso, stands before her as the embodiment of her fate. As they stand together in the opulent ballroom, Sofia's eyes meet Antonio's piercing gaze, filled with a mixture of power and danger. The room seems to hold its breath, as if aware of the weight of their impending union. Sofia's mind races with uncertainty, questioning if there could ever be love in such a union. Will she find a way to break free from the chains of tradition and follow her heart, or will duty prevail and bind her to a life she never desired?

-WARNING - ADULT AND MATURED SCENES WERE DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK In the game of love, these two players don't intend to win. *Dual POV:* *Richard Wellington's Story* Born with a weak heart, billionaire Richard Wellington has always shielded himself from love, fearing the risk of heartbreak. But when his parents insist he chooses a wife from a selection of 15 high-society candidates, Richard must confront his deepest fears. *Sofia Blake (Reed)'s Story* Fashion enthusiast Sofia Blake has been burned by love and believes it's a fool's game. Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother and evil stepsisters, Sofia accepts a job as Richard's personal assistant and judge for his wife search. But as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, Sofia finds herself drawn to the one man she's supposed to resist. As Richard and Sofia work together, their initial disdain for each other slowly gives way to a forbidden attraction. But with their past heartaches and fears threatening to tear them apart, can they find a way to heal and open their hearts to each other? Will the Wellington Empire's legacy be secured, or will Richard and Sofia's love be the downfall of everything they hold dear?" What happens when these two individuals who hate each other and are unreceptive to love, starts growing feelings for each other?

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

"The unplanned path" tells the story of 16-year-old Sofia Williams, who finds herself pregnant after a night of reckless abandon at a party. As Sofia navigates the challenges of teenage pregnancy, she must confront her own fears, uncertainty, and responsibility. With the support of her best friend Emily and a trusted adult, Sofia learns valuable lessons about safe sex practices, birth control options, and the importance of communication. Through her journey, Sofia comes to understand the significance of education, prevention, and support in preventing teenage pregnancy. # Themes: - Teenage pregnancy and its consequences - Safe sex practices and birth control options - Importance of communication and support - Education and prevention - Personal responsibility and growth # Target Audience: - Young adults (13-25 years old) - Parents and educators seeking to understand and address teenage pregnancy - Healthcare providers and social workers supporting teenagers with unintended pregnancies

The strive for power,the need to stand to stand on top of the world. There wasn't something new for Andrew to which he didn't care that much about. He laid back as he saw Gods, protagonists and villains to fall on this trope. Why wasn't it important to him, because it all classified as Hedonism and Fear to him. The need to strive for power for benefits."Hedonism." and the strive to abstain from death or servitude."Fear." How was any of this important to him now, because that was one of his exploits. It also didn't help that he had unrealistically overpowered "skills" against his opponents. "Every being that has the displeasure of existing falls under the principle of hedonism and fear. Once experiencing it,there is no stopping so regardless of what they do,only one fate awaits them." He mused in his void. "Andrew,come give me a hand." A voice rang making him emerge from his palace and Infront of him was a lady with blood covered all over her along with a dying body next to her feet. The lady gave him a gun to which he coldly looked at the person crawling on the ground. "Shoot him,my doll." *Bang* "Things never change." Andrew muttered beneath his breathe. Also if you aren't a fan of op mc. Do not touch thank you!!!

[VT] She sits there, bare feet crossed, a cigarette loosely held between her slender fingers. Wisps of silver smoke curl lazily around her, dancing to an unseen rhythm. Amber eyes glimmer with amusement as she smirks, gaze piercing through the very pages you are reading. "Do you think this is just a story? You're wrong. This is a game. And me? I'm just a spectator, watching how interesting it becomes." Another voice cuts through her musings. Author: "Aren’t you going to give them a warning?" The Fox tilts her head, lips curling into an amused smile. "The only warning I have for them? They'll lose money. Because this story is just that good." Blurb: A lost soul awakens within a misty void, reborn in a world where gods are not just myths—they are the very laws that shape reality. Here, dreams, memories, and fate itself are bound by forces beyond comprehension. Bestowed with an extraordinary ability, he is given the chance to step beyond the fragile boundary between life and death. But each return comes at a cost—fragments of his memory, pieces of his emotions, or perhaps... parts of himself. Shattered glimpses of reality intertwine, where death is not the end but a door leading to secrets long buried. In this world, everything follows a law—except for one thing. Death never truly ends. So when the river falls silent… what will remain? This is the English version of When the River Fall Silent, read the Vietnamese version here: https://www.webnovel.com/book/32215080608337705

Alexander, a 20-year-old just returned to his hometown after years of captivity. His kin welcomes him dearly and the world sees him as a poor victim. He joins the Imperial Academy and in everyone's eyes, he's just an untalented country boy. That is until someone more observant catches on... his quick disappearances from sight, the spirits offering him gifts on occasion, and the shivers of those around him when he's in a foul mood.

Emily Bright is a reserved medical laboratory scientist with a peculiar fascination for the microscopic world of body fluids. Her life is a monochrome routine of lab work and lonely evenings spent admiring art she believes she'll never create. Emily is the embodiment of precision, control, and logic, qualities that render her a perpetual wallflower. Dominic Pierreson, known as "The God of Art," is a once-revered artist teetering on the brink of retirement. Praised as the 21st century’s greatest creative genius, Dominic’s glory days seem behind him, with no spark left to fuel his next masterpiece. Disillusioned and desperate, he meets Emily by chance at an art gallery, and in her quiet brilliance, he finds an unexpected muse. Dominic's world bursts into vibrant color as he obsessively captures Emily’s essence in every medium imaginable: photographs, sculptures, paintings, and even a bestselling play. His works featuring Emily become priceless treasures, solidifying his place in history. But as his obsession grows, so does his love for her, a love Emily struggles to comprehend or reciprocate. Caught between the worlds of art and science, Emily begins to question everything she thought she knew about herself. As Dominic’s fame skyrockets and their relationship deepens, the lines blur between inspiration, obsession, and love. In a whirlwind of passion, fame, and self-discovery, Emily must decide: Can she embrace the chaos of Dominic’s world, or will she retreat to the safety of her own? The Art and Science of Mad Attraction is a sweeping tale of ambition, obsession, and the unpredictable nature of love, where logic meets creativity and two contrasting souls find themselves inexplicably drawn together.

Adrian has spent his life under a spotlight he never asked for-the privileged heir to one of the wealthiest families in the entertainment industry. But beneath the perfect image, he longs for something real. By day, he's Elio-the name everyone knows. By night, he's just Adrian, a volunteer at a small charity, free from expectations. Then he meets Maxen. Bold. Confident. Unapologetically himself. The moment their worlds collide, Adrian's carefully built facade begins to crack. As desire and duty pull him in opposite directions, he must find a way to balance the life he is given and the one he truly wants. But in a world where love comes at a cost, will following his heart mean risking everything?

Have you ever wondered exactly how the start of Greek Mythology started? Well this will take you back to the beginning Primordial and how she started it all. For without her starting history there would be no Titans, no Muses, No Fates, and no Hercules. According to Greek Mythology there wouldn't even be an Earth so then none of the wonderful history that has happened nor any of the things we have. Come join me on the journey through history and what nobody knows!

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

"A Journey Through Poetry” is a heartfelt exploration of how poetry becomes the voice of our deepest emotions and unspoken thoughts. In a world where words often fall short, this collection reminds us that poetry has the power to express what cannot always be said aloud. Whether it’s the joy of love, the pain of loss, or the quiet musings of the soul, each poem is a journey into the heart of what it means to be human. This book invites readers to embark on a personal voyage of self-expression and reflection, offering a safe space for the untold stories that we carry within. Through lyrical verse, the author captures the delicate dance between silence and speech, showing how poetry serves as both a shield and a mirror—protecting our vulnerabilities while reflecting our truest selves. In “A Journey Through Poetry,” the act of writing becomes more than just an art; it becomes a means of healing, of sharing, and of finding connection when words alone cannot bridge the gap. For those moments when the heart is too full to speak, poetry whispers what we cannot say.

"The thin line between love and hate slowly disappeared when he felt her touch." Being the first born child and next in line to take over after his father, Desmond Fedorov was bound to his duties. After losing an important person in her life, Elsa dreaded the thought of losing another family member. In order to ensure the safety of the two powerful Mafia families, Elsa Marino and Desmond Federov were forced into an arranged marriage. Getting involved with a Marino was not even the last thing Desmond wanted but he had no other choice. He swore to never cross a line with his arranged wife. He wanted to be married to her only on the vows they had taken. Elsa also had no expectations from the marriage. Love was not something she expected of her new husband. She knew she would be his wife only in name. But with the growing tension and chemistry between them, how long will they manage to keep their hands off each other? With new secrets unfolding itself and the looming danger threatening to tear them apart, will the couple ever find love and peace? …… Excerpt: Desmond wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. "Let me go—" Elsa tried to push him away. He tightened his grip around her waist. "Didn't you say I could touch you anywhere I want? I am your husband after all." He gently grabbed her chin. She jerked her face to the other side and scoffed. "You wish. You are my husband only in name, remember? You want nothing from this marriage and neither do I." Keeping quiet for a while, Desmond shook his head. "I changed my mind." She frowned. "I want many things from this marriage.” He brushed the corner of her lips with his thumb. “And that includes you." …… (This is the first book of the Mafia hate and love series.) Instagram: author_sofia05 Discord: https://discord.gg/rxjSSJrzRF …..

aqui seguiremos la historia del dia a dia de nuestros protagonistas ramon,fernando,dafne y sofia para mas adelante unirse al grupo candy mientras ellos 5 intentaran seguir adelante mientras los daños que han sufrido comienzan a pasar factura consumiendolos por dentro poco a poco pero hay una esperanza ellos mismos siendo su apoyo y amistad los que los mantendra fuertes y unidos

This is a work of fiction, any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious! (Even the country in the story is just the author's fantasy as the author never visited those countries in the story) Armipotent is an archaic adjective meaning "strong in battle." Basically, it refers to someone who is physically tough in war. Originally, it was used to refer to the Roman god of war, Mars. ===================== Tang Shaoyang, an orphan who dropped out of the middle school to fight on the street as he found out school was useless for a penniless orphan like him. Tang Shaoyang dropped out of his school, fighting on the street, and made a name for himself. Berserker Tang from Youyouliucun. Afterward, Dragon Wing triad recruited him and everything was good for him. Even though the public deemed him as a tumor of society, Tang Shaoyang was having a decent life. Until one day, everything changed as an absurd and strange game started. "... Game starts! Stage one: Survival for The Fittest!" After the game started, zombies appeared out of nowhere. ... Ding! "You have killed 1000 zombies less than 24 hours since the game started! You gained 3 Talents!" Dong! "You may choose 3 Talents! please choose carefully!" Tang Shaoyang held his chin and mused what Talent he had to choose. "With Zombies appear everywhere, I need an infinite strength... this is one, I still need to choose 2 Talents more..." Then a lewd smile formed on his lips. "I want an infinite strength, charm and charisma to conquer women, and the last one, I want to upgrade my **** so I can please my women!" After saying this, Tang Shaoyang laughed aloud. "Hahaha, there's no way such talent exists... ehhhhh?!!!" Ding! Dong! "3 Talents are consumed! You have been granted Divine Body! Good Luck, Gamer Tang Shaoyang!" Tang Shaoyang immediately checked the detail of Divine Body. After a brief silence, he muttered unbelievably. "Such Talents really exist..." Note: I don't own the cover. If the creator wants me to take down the cover or put credit, please notify me by replying to my review at the Review section.

Karena kepengin tiket konser Muse, Nadya sampai merengek-rengek di pohon eucalyptus belakang sekolah. Nadya hampir nangis, cewek itu sampai menelungkupkan kepalanya. Akan tetapi, ketika Nadya mengangkat kepalanya lagi, Nadya melihat sosok cowok ganteng di depannya. Bukan, cowok itu bukan orang asing. Cowok itu adalah Aldo Nugraha, Ketua OSIS sekaligus teman sekelas Nadya yang pinter, ganteng, dan macho. Cuma satu hal yang ditanya Aldo. "Kamu mau tiket konser Muse?" "Iya," ujar Nadya, masih dengan wajah manyunnya. "Aku punya satu tiketnya," ujar Aldo. "tapi kamu yakin?" "Yakin kenapa?" tanya Nadya bingung. "Ada perjanjiannya." "Hah?" Nadya mengernyitkan dahi. Perjanjian apa? Ah, bodo amat dah! Yang penting Nadya bisa dapat tiketnya! "Oke oke, gapapa! Apa aja perjanjiannya asal aku dapet tiketnya," ujar Nadya sembari mengangguk yakin. Habisnya, dia nge-fans banget sama Muse! "Oke. Perjanjiannya itu..." ujar Aldo, matanya menatap Nadya dengan menerawang. Aldo pun tersenyum manis, lalu cowok itu melanjutkan, "Kamu jadi pacar aku."