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Hijo De Hades

Olhos de Gato

Belinda sempre sonhou em brilhar nos palcos de Los Angeles, mas, após se formar em artes cênicas, descobre que uma cidade das estrelas pode ser implacável. Entre auditorias fracassadas e empregos temporários, ela começa a questionar se tem o que é preciso para alca Em meio a um dia especialmente sombrio, um encontro inesperado muda tudo: ao ver uma jovem em perigo, Belinda não hesita em agir, lançando-se em uma situação que colocará não apenas sua coragem à prova, mas também a fluxo a um universo que ela nunca imaginou Enquanto tenta os desafios de sua carreira com as consequências de seu ato heróico, Belinda descobrirá que, o maior papel de sua vida ainda está por vir, mas não da maneira que ela imaginara. Após salvar a garota, Belinda descobre que a jovem, carrega segredos perigosos. Fugindo de um passado obscuro, e que ela precisa de proteção, e Belinda, sem saber exatamente o que está enfrentando, sente que deve continuar ajudando-a. Enquanto sua vida vira de cabeça para baixo, Belinda é arrastada para um mundo de intrigas, perseguições e conexões inesperadas . No processo, ela encontrará aliados improváveis, e enigmáticos. Em meio aos perigos crescentes, Belinda começa a enxergar paralelos entre os papéis que interpretou no teatro e os desafios reais que agora enfrenta. A linha entre atuar e ser autêntica nunca foi tão tênue, e cada escolha pode redefinir não só o seu destino mas de muitas pessoas. No coração dessa jornada, Belinda aprenderá que heroínas não surgem apenas nos roteiros e que, às vezes, os holofotes mais iluminam nossos roteiros.
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Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
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