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NOIVA da MEIA-NOITE A TENTAÇÃO do CEO

``` VOLUME 1: CONCLUÍDO Link oficial do trailer do romance abaixo: 1. Link do Instagram: https://bit.ly/3fvoXQS 2. Link do Youtube: https://bit.ly/3v81ATG AVISO: Uma jornada de amor e ódio como uma montanha-russa e uma história comovente repleta de mistérios. Dylan Sterling, o mais jovem e impiedoso CEO do Grupo Sterling, possuía poderes especiais que superavam o Grupo. Dinheiro, fama e inteligência eram claras evidências de seu status na sociedade a que pertencia. Seu talento excepcional tinha um propósito oculto, e o MUNDO SOMBRIO que ele comandava era cruel. Ele não mostrava misericórdia a todos que bloqueavam seu caminho e devorava aqueles que tentavam se opor a ele. Savannah Schultz - 21 anos, órfã que se tornou modelo, estava noiva para se casar com Devin apenas para ganhar apoio para o negócio da família que seu pai construiu por muitos anos. Depois ela decaiu após a morte de seu pai. E seu tio Dalton Schultz a adotou para pegar tudo que ela tinha, incluindo a ajuda de Devin. Devin a vendeu como uma escrava para seu tio Dylan - para tramar contra o homem notório por capital adicional para injetar em sua empresa. Dylan a consumiu como uma caixa de chocolates e a tratou como um chip de barganha. Ela se sentiu desequilibrada e caindo em um abismo profundo. Raiva, tristeza, constrangimento – incharam dentro dela e ameaçaram arruinar sua vida. Para se salvar da humilhação, ele planejou perfeitamente tomar ela como sua esposa nominal e prometeu ajudá-la a terminar o noivado e apoiar o negócio da família. Desamparada e humilhada, ela aceitou sua barganha. Ela começou a se fortalecer diante daqueles intimidadores, mas ainda era fraca quando se tratava dele. Eles moravam juntos, mas tratavam um ao outro como estranhos. Ele não tinha planos de se apaixonar por ela, pois alguém já ocupava seu coração há alguns anos. Então, a situação mudou quando ele descobriu quem ela realmente era! Mas o mundo sombrio que ele comandava ameaçava destruí-los. Mistério, engano e vingança os impulsionaram a se erguerem juntos. Capa criada por Weilan Quer saber mais sobre a história, siga-me no Instagram: annashannellin ```
AnnaShannel_Lin · 138.9K Views

The Dark Angel Will Never Let Her Go

*Changed Title* He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri is a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W
devonany · 76.6K Views

Price of Freedom

Novel PSA: Moved to Royal Road, and relaunching under Free Yet Chained on August 1st 2025 Freedom is a word undefinable by mankind. Chased indefinitely while the tunnel of freedom's infinite journey is constantly filled with rubble you need to destroy. According to the most extreme definition, one would have to be unbound by every law and concept making up the world. In Lukas’ case, he created his own definition — as any “elected” king would. Everything possible Lukas could’ve wanted was in his grasp by the time he passed into the afterlife, especially a honey-sweetened chocolate milkshake that he could barely attempt to consume. Family, health, island oasis, world peace, and the never-ending pursuit of novel stimuli. Nothing went according to plan, yet everything seemed to work out in the end. Yet the very second he passed, Lukas realized the one thing he knew would undeniably occur, failed to be given to him. Death… After two years of meandering the currents of life, he was finally able to get a grasp on reality, and rejected it. New world, new body, randomly “gifted” the power of flight after months of meditation — a perfect interpretation of freedom, and a restart he desperately did not want. What could possibly go wrong in a kingdom surrounded by walls? What was so dangerous that required walls reaching the heights of 600 feet to blanket any sense of horizon one could see? And what in the God’s is up with that reverse whirlpool this kingdom revolves around? —————————————— What to Expect: - Reincarnation MC(with consequences) - OP MC (choose to hide powers for good reason) - Slice of life engagements to give life to the world - Meaningful relationships - Dungeon Diving - Epic uses of magic!! - Blood, guts, and bones - Deep mysteries - Academy Arc(Volume 2) - No harem cuz we not about that life
Polyhex · 139.3K Views

The Ashen Wrath

"Ashen Wrath: Rise of Raizen" GENRES: Shonen, Seinen, Supernatural, Action, Dark Fantasy, Tragedy --- SETTING: A modern dystopian world, split into nine continents, each ruled by a Wrath God—members of the tyrannical World 9. Their rule is brutal, enforcing control through fear, hatred, and destruction. These “gods” are the strongest Wrath Essence users alive and rule with an iron fist, eradicating any threat to their power. Beneath the surface, whispers echo of a prophesied being who will one day rise with enough Wrath Essence to bring ruin to the World 9—the Ashen Wrath. --- PROTAGONIST: Raizen Age: 24 Appearance: Feminine and androgynous femboy with long silver hair, glowing wrath tattoos, and a monk’s tattered robes. Personality: Formerly calm, patient, and loving; now tormented, cold, and focused, yet still hides flickers of the father he once was. Backstory: A once-loving adoptive father and monk betrayed by Kyros, his childhood friend and the leader of the World 9. Branded as the prophesied Ashen Wrath, his family was slaughtered for harboring him. Left to die, Raizen awakened his Wrath Essence, a raw power born of betrayal, love, and loss. Goal: To burn down the World 9, become the Ashen Wrath, and exact judgment on the gods who ruined the world. Abilities: Ashen Howl: Emits a devastating roar fueled by pure Wrath Essence. Infernal Lotus: A high-speed, brutal martial art powered by wrath and chakra-like focus. Memory Split: A meditative combat style that lets him momentarily foresee an enemy’s movements. Wrath Incarnate: Berserk form that risks erasing his remaining humanity. --- DEUTERAGONIST: Sora Personality: Flirtatious, calm, hilarious, and goofy, but a deadly fighter when needed. Fighting Style: Pure leg-based martial arts imbued with Hate Essence; his kicks bend air pressure and space. Abilities: Hollow Spiral Kick: Creates a black vortex that erases matter. Zero Field Flip: Mid-air teleportation using rage-powered leg force. Role: Raizen’s opposite and best friend—he reminds Raizen of humanity, laughter, and love. --- MASTER: Kuro Aizashi Role: The mentor of the team, exiled after trying to rebel against the World 9. Power: Essence Cancellation—can nullify any transformation, technique, or essence-based move by looking directly at the target. Weapon: A multi-seal scarf laced with wrath-nullifying ink. Personality: Dry, observant, but deeply protective. --- VILLAIN: Lord Kyros Role: Leader of the World 9, Raizen’s former best friend. Appearance: Elegant, armored, with a single cracked mask over his left eye. Personality: Manipulative, philosophical, and cruelly elegant. Believes the world needs to be ruled through absolute hatred to survive. Power: Godflame Wrath: A black fire technique that devours even other wrath essences. Mirror Dominion: Can rewrite memories and twist reality within a set radius. Eye of Genesis: Can predict fate and “burn” the future he doesn't like. --- LOVE INTERESTS: Seraphina Role: Raizen’s love interest, stoic warrior and last surviving Valkyrie. Abilities: Uses divine blades forged from hatred and protection. Personality: Cold, intelligent, with moments of fierce tenderness. Secretly loves Raizen back. Raizen’s Feelings: Deep love hidden behind indifference. Dr. Reina Role: Sora’s love interest and the team’s doctor. Abilities: Can weaponize hate as blood manipulation. Uses chakra threads and pressure bursts. Personality: Blunt, sharp-tongued, and has a soft spot for Sora’s ridiculous flirting. --- ALLY: Silverdeath Role: Evolved Deathbringer demon who joins the party for a constant supply of chocolate. Personality: Sadistic, funny, refined, and unpredictable. powers: Oblivion Grin: Turns anything he smiles at into ash. Masochistic Surge: Grows stronger the more pain he feels. Motivation: Claims he’s just "bored," but hints he knows the truth of the prophecy
Kitso_Jonas_1st · 11.2K Views

Solo Blood Dragon Evolver: My Blood Dragon System

Sarthak was abandoned as a baby—left with no name, no family, and no future. Now sixteen, he lives in poverty, bullied at school, and haunted every night by the same terrifying dream: a blood-stained cave, a dark ritual, and a glowing system screen asking one question—[Yes] or [No]? Determined to escape these nightmares and earn money, Sarthak becomes a dungeon porter. But his life takes a deadly turn when an unknown group deceives him into entering a dungeon—only to betray him and leave him for dead. Just as he's about to be killed, monstrous beasts attack, ripping the group apart. Sarthak survives—not by fighting, but by enduring. For ten agonizing minutes, he clings to life… and unknowingly completes an ancient Blood Dragon Ritual. A blue screen appears again. This time, he says YES. When he wakes, he's back in his apartment, but nothing is the same. The Blood Dragon System has awakened inside him—an ancient, forbidden power once lost to time. His body begins to change, and with it, his destiny. In this post-apocalyptic world, a thousand years after beast portals opened across the Earth, humanity has split into two paths: Awakeners — individuals born with supernatural systems, able to evolve through battles and dungeons. Ordinary Humans — who rely on ancient Shakti Granths (Power Books), training hard to gain beast-based abilities. Elite Awakener Academies now shape the future of this new world, where strength defines worth—and the weak are easily forgotten. But Sarthak’s power is unlike anything ever seen before. It's brutal, cursed… and evolving. As the Blood Dragon System grows stronger, so do its whispers. Can Sarthak stay human, or will he become the very monster the world fears? A new legend begins—the legend of the Solo Blood Dragon Evolver.
chocolate_boy88 · 9.2K Views

Stolen By My Billionaire Brother-In-Law

“I’m no angel, baby girl. I’ll make you cry, curse, and scream every night once you’re mine. So think twice before you sign this goddamn contract.” +++ Rivana Faye thought nothing could get worse than catching her husband and step-sister making out on their wedding anniversary, only to be shot dead the same day. Instead of the afterlife, Rivana woke up back in the past, on her wedding day, staring right into the eyes of the same bastard who had ruined her life. Fueled by vengeance, she planned to marry him and tear his world apart, just as he had done to her in her previous life. That is, until Azrael Dynar, her supposed husband’s older brother, stepped in with a shocking claim: that they were already married?! "Wifey, are you cheating on me with this tiny loser? Tch, you have poor taste," Azrael drawled, flashing their marriage certificate to everyone's horror. Azrael was everything Rivana had heard in hushed whispers: cold, cunning, and irresistibly seductive. But to her, he was oddly caring and fiercely protective. He even vowed to destroy everyone who had hurt her as long as she continued to be his side, as his darling wife! And the deeper Rivana sank into Azrael’s world, the more her defenses crumbled, leaving her with nothing but growing desires for him. Little did she know, the man she was falling for was no guardian angel but a devil—one responsible for her death, and the very one who could destroy her all over again. --- Excerpt: "You seem to have experience in seducing women, Mr. Dynar," Rivana joked, licking her ice cream. Azrael smirked at her laugh, and the next moment, he pulled her chair closer, causing Rivana's heart to skip a beat. Before she could catch her breath, he suddenly captured her lips, tasting the sweet chocolate on her lips. Pulling back slightly, Azrael smiled, enjoying her reaction. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he declared, "You are the first woman I have ever tried to seduce, Rain. And you will also be the last."
Zelra · 603.1K Views

O Preço para O Amanhã

#Drama Psicológico #Ficção Contemporânea #Romance #Autodescoberta Jefferson, 22 anos, vive preso em um ciclo interminável de solidão e desesperança. Ainda morando com a mãe, seu lar não é mais um lugar de acolhimento, mas um reflexo de seu vazio interno. Seus dias são marcados pela monotonia e pela sensação de estar paralisado no tempo. Seu quarto, escuro e desordenado, carrega o cheiro de cigarros que ele nunca fumou, um símbolo de sua luta invisível contra a depressão que ele tenta esconder de todos, até de si mesmo. Ele está perdido em um espelho que já não reflete a pessoa que um dia foi – alto, magro, abatido, e distante de quem ele sonhou ser. A vida de Jefferson muda quando uma garota surge em seu caminho, com sua energia contagiante e seu jeito de viver intensamente. Ela vê nele algo que ele próprio já desistiu de ver. Sua presença, simples e vibrante, começa a quebrar as barreiras que ele construiu, trazendo pequenas faíscas de cor para um mundo que ele acreditava ter se apagado. Apesar de sua resistência, a garota não desiste e, com o tempo, ensina-lhe a importância de se permitir sentir, de abraçar as mudanças e de buscar algo além da dor. Mas Jefferson carrega segredos profundos e cicatrizes do passado que ele nunca teve coragem de encarar. Agora, ele se vê diante de uma escolha difícil: continuar se afundando em um abismo sem fim ou enfrentar suas sombras e dar um passo em direção a uma nova vida. Será que ele terá coragem de pagar o preço para um amanhã que parecia impossível? Uma história que percorre os altos e baixos da tristeza, da alegria e do recomeço, baseada em fatos reais, onde o verdadeiro preço da mudança pode ser mais alto do que ele imagina, mas a recompensa é a chance de se reencontrar.
Jefferson_Oliveira_0999 · 487 Views

HIRE THE MOST EXPERIENCE CRYPTO SCAM RECOVERY DIGITAL TECH GUARD

The air in my chocolate lab still smells like cocoa and regret. I’d spent years perfecting single-origin truffles, roasting beans until they gleamed like obsidian, and stashing Bitcoin profits in a wallet I’d named “Cocoa Reserve.” That wallet held $265,000, a golden ticket to expand my empire with a flagship store in Brussels. And then, with one click on a spoofed bill labeled "Belgian Chocolate Molds – Urgent Payment," my crypto was gone faster than a caramel drip on a hotplate. The swindle was a masterclass of nastiness. Contact WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The email mimicked my actual supplier's fonts, logos, even their typo-ridden English ("Kindly proceed the transfer immediately"). I'd been fooled by digital drag-and-drop. My heart sank as I watched the transaction confirmation flash tauntingly on-screen a spinning wheel of death where my life's work once dwelled. My accountant hyperventilated into a bag of cocoa nibs. My CFO threatened to "quit and become a beekeeper." And me? I stared into the blockchain explorer, tracing my Bitcoin's path through a hydra of mixers and offshore wallets, each one a nail in my entrepreneurial coffin. A midnight Slack rant in a food founders' group summoned a lifeline: Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Their name materialized between messages about shelf-stable ganache and FDA audits. Skeptical but spiraling, I slid into their DMs like a kid begging for a Halloween candy refill. Within hours, their team examined the theft with the finesse of a chocolatier tempering couverture. They tracked the scammer's twisting layers of fake KYC docs, Malta shell companies, and a Cypriot payment processor fishier than a truffle oil factory. Digital's forensic team became my avengers in hoodies. They collaborated with regulators from four countries, subpoenaing exchanges and freezing accounts mid-launder. The scammers, it turned out, had gotten greedy, siphoning funds into a stable coin wallet that had been flagged for "excessive hot sauce purchases" (no, really). Thirteen days later, I received a PDF titled "Recovery Complete" and a screenshot of my recovered wallet. No fanfare, no blare of trumpet, just the subdued hum of justice served cold, like a dark chocolate gelato. Digital Tech Guard Recovery not only saved my nest egg; they unraveled a fraud ring that is now in Interpol's sights. My Brussels boutique opens next spring, its safes guarded by triple-authentication and a paranoia so thick you could cut it into bonbons. I've even added a company motto: "Trust no one especially if they claim to sell Belgian molds." If your crypto dissolves into the digital ether, skip the panic attack. Call the Digital. They're the magic between catastrophe and resiliency. Just maybe screen your vendors twice, and keep the cocoa nibs handy for emergencies.
Ross_Jennifer · 957 Views
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