Cartoon Sunset

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

After a lifetime of undefeated warfare, General Günther—Earth’s most formidable military mind—retires to a solitary life as a fisherman following the death of his beloved wife, Elizabeth. At 68, he expects only quiet sunsets and the lull of the sea… until a colossal creature attacks his boat, dragging him into a whirlpool that spits him out into a world where magic reigns and the rules of war are rewritten. Stranded in a land of floating citadels, warring sorcerers, and ancient beasts, the old soldier faces his greatest challenge: survival. With no army, no technology, and a body weathered by age, Günther must rely solely on his tactical brilliance and unbreakable will. Yet this world dismisses him—youthful heroes mock his frailty, nobles see him as a relic, and dark forces assume he’s easy prey. They are wrong. Günther may be old. He may be outmatched. But he is still the general who never lost a war. And this world will learn to fear him.

"You... who are you?" Zeldris gasped, his body shuddering beneath the weight pinning him down. His back arched as his throbbing desire was engulfed in the scorching heat of a hungry, untamed mouth. A feverish moan escaped Zeldris, the fight drained from his limbs, leaving only raw, unrelenting pleasure. "T... tell me a name, at least..." His voice trembled through the haze of ecstasy, but no answer came, only ragged, animalistic breaths. Madness. That’s what this was. And yet, Zeldris surrendered to it completely... ~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha Kazim feared many things. But nothing, not war, not death, terrified him as much as the night of the Blood Moon. The night when the beast within gave in entirely to its primal urges and he truly became the monster that he was... the monster they had made him. That night was a blur, a fevered haze of hunger and unchained desire. But one truth burned in his mind. He had done the unthinkable. He had mated a Nyx. Who exactly was this Nyx he had been intimate with? Kazim couldn't remember. And yet, one thing was certain, this was a secret he would take to his grave. _________________ Nyx King Zeldris could hardly remember many nights in his long lifetime... But that night? That night, he would never forget. He had been claimed. Overpowered by a golden-eyed beast, ravaged from sunset to sunrise. The craze in those eyes, the dominance he exuded, the warmth of his breath and his feral loving... Zeldris could not forget a second of it all. Now, against all reason, against his very nature, Zeldris desired the unthinkable... He craved a canine... *Book 1 in the Canine Series* Next book in the Series (Canine Bite)

Luna, a young werewolf, is rejected by her pack for being a defective werewolf. She embarks on journey to find a new pack, but instead, she finds a hot werewolf who is hiding secrets of his own. As Luna navigate her feelings for each of them, she must also confront the dangers of the paranormal world and the rival pack that's threatening to destroy everything

After losing her job, Wan Qian unexpectedly inherits the estate of an distant great-uncle—a remote countryside farm. She originally thought she could enjoy a leisurely rural life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. However, she soon discovers that the farm is unbelievably strange—animals on the farm produce crops, whispers rustle from the wardrobe at midnight, and what flows from the faucet is not clear water but thick red liquid… Even more absurd, interns who come to work always mysteriously "resign," leaving only a calm and composed butler who hands her a new labor contract with a smile every day. Faced with all this, Wan Qian optimistically rolls up her sleeves: "Alright then, running a farm isn't easy. I have to find a way to turn a profit." So, using outrageous workplace logic and farm management experience, she tames an eldritch god into a guard dog, hires a midnight butcher as a chef, and even enlists a faceless girl as an accountant… While others tremble in fear, she leisurely patrols the farmland: "No slacking off! If performance targets aren't met, your wages will be docked." Thus, a farm where "humans and ghosts and monsters" beings coexist is officially open for business! —Horror? Not at all. With the right job assignments, every ghost and monster can be a model corporate worker!

Nothing mattered more than anything than how precious little time twelve-year-old Kirk Hopscotch was to him. All of his life, he couldn’t believe how much time has kept him prisoner against his own free will. Kirk barely made it through middle school with his best friend, Albert Alexander, who knew how important keeping track of lost time was not meant to keep them alive after surviving middle school. After coming home from a Halloween costume party with his best friend, Albert Alexander from school, the two boys don’t realize just how bad they suck at telling time. It seemed everything was normal. Except, somebody or something had cursed the time to froze every person’s clocks at midnight on Halloween, that night coming home from the party. Nobody in Supernaturalville can tell the morning daylight times from the late night sunsets. Kirk and Albert don’t care. They’re just happy they don’t have to go to school anymore in the darkness of the night. And it seems the total eclipse of the sun on the children’s Halloween party, caused the grown-ups to forget about their everyday lives at their jobs. And stay home to take order of control of their lives with their loved ones. Before Kirk and his best friend Albert can break the curse of their darkened town, to unfreeze the Midnight Time Keeper from ending the existence of time after Halloween, forever!

High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

While visiting the Serengeti to fulfill her late grandfather’s dream of witnessing the Great Migration, Donna suffers a painful injury and is rushed away from the site. Heartbroken and in agony, she fears she’ll miss the event entirely—until a gruff yet kind driver encourages her not to give up. Racing against time, the two return just in time to witness the breathtaking migration. As Donna holds a photo of her grandfather, the driver reveals he too is honoring a lost loved one—his daughter, whose name was Love. Together, they find healing and peace under the golden Serengeti sunset.

During the 80th birthday banquet of the Ye family patriarch, Nan Zhifeng arrived holding her one-year-old child, searching for the child's father. The eyes of the crowd swept over the patriarch's three grandsons: the eldest had just married into the Meng family less than a month ago; the second had become paraplegic due to a car accident in his youth and lived a reclusive life; the third was a reckless playboy, racking up numerous romantic debts... Everyone suspected the child was the youngest’s. The butler readied to make arrangements for a paternity test. At that moment, a voice rang out, "No need for a test, the child is mine." Everyone looked up in shock. The speaker was none other than Ye Zhantian, the late-born son of the Ye family patriarch. The young uncles of the three lords. The current power-holder of the Ye Group.

A man(Night) and a woman(Day) are transported to a new world where at night, men become Werewolves, and at Day Women become Fairy's. Only the hour of the sunset is allowed for men and women to mate, where both Night and Day intersect. After the two fall in love. They set out on a quest to return to their human bodies forever.

Getting sent to another world is not something on Theli to-do list but I guess whoever summoned her had other plans in mind. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- M_vortex_of_storms I don't remember the password for that account so you can read the way of the sun here

Sunsets Last Date: Bitersweet Nostalgia A romantic atory about a suicidal boy and a simple yet anxious girl who've been through their personal traumas in the past before meeting each other. The more they got to know each other, the more they realized that they could relate more with each other more than they ever could with others, despite their personal conflicts to understand each other.

Felix has been carrying a torch for Gray, his childhood love, for as long as he can remember. After they graduated, Gray mysteriously cut off all communication, leaving Felix confused and heart wrenched. His friend, trying to help him move on, introduces Felix to her cousin Matthew, a silent, but charming Englishman who found his way onto Philippine soil. Matthew is everything Felix didn’t expect. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Felix begins to wonder if he can finally move past Gray. But just when things seem to be falling into place, Felix discovers that Gray is also attending Northerners University. Suddenly, Felix’s once-uncomplicated feelings become a tangled mess, as he finds himself torn between the nostalgia of his unspoken love for Gray and the fresh excitement of his budding romance with Matthew. With both men now a part of his campus life...things are bound to swirl around unexpected changes.

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kosalan is a fan of anime and cartoons,want to be in one such world and God gives him that wish but here he don't transmigrate.world changes to his wish

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.

The Guardian Angels were legends— a people of light and power—until the night they fell. Hunted to near extinction, their wings were torn from the skies, their voices drowned in blood and ash. Only one remains. A princess, ripped from the wreckage of her people, captured and bound in servitude to the Hunters, the very race that destroyed her kind. Her master is Prince Donte, heir to the kingdom that thrives on power and oppression. He holds her chains, but there is something in his eyes—something that doesn’t quite match the weight of a conqueror. It is Sunset, Donte’s wife, who first shakes the illusion. A passing remark, a simple sentence laced with unspoken truth—one that seeps into the princess’s mind and refuses to leave. The truth was never told to her. It was something she was never meant to see. But once she does, everything changes. Beyond the castle walls, a greater darkness looms. King Reign is more than a ruler—he is a predator, one whose power binds even the strong in unseen shackles. Once he catches the scent of your blood, there is no escaping him. When the moment of reckoning comes, Donte entrusts his only son, Dream, with the unthinkable. As the others flee, Dream must stay behind to face the king alone. In his hands, he holds the future. In his heart, a choice—will he seek revenge and risk becoming the very thing he hates? Or will he break the cycle and forge a new path?

Akira Shinjuku isn't your average teenager living in 1987 Japan. The world's greatest paranormal investigator working for the Bureau of Paranormal Extermination, he wields a divine superpower called a Rock Move, with his Rock Move, Footloose, being the strongest of them all. Aided by his doom and gloom girlfriend Amanda Valentine, his edgy as blades rival Rei Higashikata, his video game and cartoon obsessed alien best friend Josefumi Jirou, and a gambling addicted stoner German witch named Maria Elric, Akira is looking to avenge his father's death at the hands of Bruno, a mysterious hitman wearing a cartoonish dog mask. Fullfilling his destiny won't be easy, as devils, freaks, scary monsters and super creeps hinder his way. But with his trusty escrima sticks and his team, he can do anything. Manners. Maketh. Man. This is Silent November.

A Name No One Remembers On the last day of summer break, third-year student Sano Rika stood alone on the school rooftop, watching the sunset. That same night, she jumped. When classes resumed, no one spoke about her. The teachers ignored the empty seat by the window. The students moved on as if she had never existed. But I remember her. I remember the way she looked at me that evening, the way her cold fingers brushed against my arm. And now, I can still hear her voice. I wake up with the taste of blood in my mouth. Shadows stretch and whisper in my room at night. And in my dreams, Rika stands on the rooftop, calling my name. No one else remembers her. But something tells me that’s exactly what she wanted. Or maybe—what she needed.

In the quiet seaside town of Tsukishima, there is a legend—one that no one dares to prove. "On the night of the longest dusk, when the sun refuses to set, cross the old wooden bridge at Kageri Lake. A wish will be granted, but something must be left behind." Sixteen-year-old Renji Asakura is desperate to turn back time. After an accident leaves his younger sister in a coma, he becomes obsessed with the town's legend. When he finally finds the bridge at sunset, it is exactly as the rumors say—suspended in a never-ending twilight. However, he is not alone. Mikoto Shiranagi, a quiet but sharp-witted transfer student, is also there, carrying her own secrets. The two form a reluctant partnership, discovering that each time they cross the bridge, they can rewrite the past—but only by sacrificing a part of their own future. As Renji and Mikoto continue using the bridge, their memories start fading, their bodies weaken, and time moves forward without them. Renji must face the ultimate question: How much of yourself are you willing to lose for the people you love? But the bridge has rules, and breaking them could mean losing everything—forever.

This is the life story of two clueless girls. A nameless maid knight and an indulgent princess. Pursuing their God-given destiny just like the other. Be brave yet so foolish. Be decisive yet so naive. It's their own thorny alley of fate into the brightest sunset of the end. Together they walk into the unknown path of life, either on their past, present or even future. May God be with them in every step and action. Protect them and their friends through the ups and downs of life.

"The heavenly dog ​​rises from the earth and falls into the sunset. The sky is as red as blood, and the lucky star retreats into nothingness. In the vastness, a man stumbles forward, paving the way with difficulty, and blood is spilled with every step. Only a stalk of chrysanthemum withers behind him." This is a prophecy that no one can interpret, but some people say that this is my fate. Others say that the ritual officials are involved in yin and yang, are good at tombs, and cover up the secrets of heaven. The nobles of ancient times were all buried in their hands to protect future generations. In the end, they did not die well, and I could not escape it. But I don't accept it...

In the vast and vibrant world of Charm of Summoning, the skies are painted with the graceful flight of Cloud Birds, while the desolate wilderness is ruled by the fierce and untamed Blood Terror Wolves. Beneath the moonlit canopy of the forest, the elusive Night Dream Beasts glide like shadows, and atop the jagged cliffs, the Wind-Devouring Ghost Monarchs reign supreme. Deep within the boundless oceans, the colossal Sea Spirit Beasts move with silent majesty, and high above the misty peaks, the Thousand-Eyed Tree Demon stands in solitary grandeur. From the Sword Beetle to the Sunset Roc, the Ancient Wood Demon, the Chaos Thunder Crown Spirit, and the Frost Curse Sealing Fox—this is a world teeming with plants, beasts, elements, and undead, a dazzling and fantastical realm of Soul Pets! Our protagonist, a young Soul Pet Master, begins his journey with a small, mutated Soul Pet—a Moonlight Fox. Our hero embarks on a path to true greatness, capturing and bonding with other rare and coveted Soul Pets along the way. With unwavering determination, he strives to reach the pinnacle of power, forging his destiny in a world where the extraordinary is commonplace.

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

Why am I still alive? Why can’t I die? There’s no one left, no purpose to keep going. --- In a quiet town, there is a man who tries to end his life every sunset and sunrise. Everyone knows him—some whisper that he has already died, yet he reappears the next day as if nothing happened. Strangely, he spends his days working at a small, nearly forgotten glasses shop tucked away in the farthest corner of town. Whenever people ask about his supposed attempts, he simply smiles, denying it with unsettling delight. "That wasn’t me," he says. But was it? No one knows for sure. They call him Kormos.

What would you do if you existed in a world where you have a maximum of 13 hours each day to live freely, where night crawling beast takes over after sunset, devouring any human on sight? This story follows a young boy Yami Yoshita who set out on a journey with a select few to a place known as world paradise , where the sun never sets in search of freedom, where one can walk freely after sunset without fear of getting devoured. Although without doubts, swarm of obstacles awaits on his journey as it is said that those who set out for world paradise never made it, would he make it? why don’t you find out?

Link to the Novel: https://www.webnovel.com/book/lost-souls'-rendezvous_24939745906621205 Marco escaped from his father’s household and went on an unplanned road trip. He saw a girl in a forest and followed her to ask for directions but when he finally caught up; he was dumbstruck to see the girl at the edge of the cliff with her arms wide open. The lost young man misunderstood the situation. At that fateful dusk, they both didn’t know that it would be the trigger for their lives to change its view. It became the turning point for them. Marco is a lost young man who’s searching for the meaning of life and living with his newly accumulated freedom. Ayesha, a young lady that has been lost within her fears that has been bounding her and has been running away from death. Being lost in an unfamiliar place, Marco did not expect that he would have found the home that he has always wanted to have. Throughout his escapade, he discovered a lot of things, gained companions, began understanding what he has been looking for. He also found the girl that made his heart flutter. In that particular breathtaking sunset, at that certain cliff that became the witness of it all, he found her. *** ||Realistic Fiction|| ||Romance|| This novel is a work of fiction. Every name, character, place, and incident are all products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental unless stated. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior knowledge and permission of the author. All rights reserved. Plagiarism is a crime! [07-14-21] Discord: Luminous_Arcadian#5813

In a distant day, in the heart of an ancient kingdom, a child was born on a cloudy day, as winds howled through the trees, as if nature itself sensed his arrival. There was a remote village on the outskirts of the kingdom where this child, named Malik, was born. It was a rare moment, the hour of sunset, shrouded in a light gray mist, a birth that carried with it both hope and fear. His mother, Fatimah, lay on her wooden bed in a small, old cottage, breathing heavily from the pain. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with worry, but she did not cease praying. “Oh my God, protect him, and grant him a great future.” But in those moments, as the world seemed still, there was something unusual surrounding this birth. There were secrets hidden in the folds of darkness, and although Malik’s family had been forgotten by memory, his birth was the beginning of a new chapter, a chapter entwined with both light and shadow, leading to a destiny unknown to all. As the orange sky first lit up, Malik took his first breath, but this was not the final chapter of his story; it was merely the beginning.

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.