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*Roman historique fantastique à déroulement lent* Elise s'apprêtait à enfiler la robe qui était posée sur le coin de son lit lorsqu'elle entendit frapper à sa porte. Curieuse, elle tourna la poignée et se retrouva face à un grand homme qui la dominait. « Maître Ian ! » s'exclama-t-elle. Ian sourit avec le sourire espiègle habituel qu'il affichait toujours. Ses yeux cramoisis balayèrent brièvement sa chambre et s'arrêtèrent sur la robe noire posée sur son lit, puis se déplacèrent sur la femme qui se tenait devant lui. Il fit un pas en avant et demanda. « Où as-tu trouvé cette robe ? » « Monsieur Harland me l'a offerte », répondit Elise en tendant le cou pour voir les sourcils de Ian se froncer avec élégance. « Sais-tu pourquoi un homme aime offrir une robe à une femme ? » Il lui posa l'énigme à laquelle elle devait toujours réfléchir à deux fois avant de répondre. Mais cette fois, elle ne trouva pas de réponse et se contenta de secouer la tête. « Je ne sais pas. » Son sourire devint ensorcelant, comme si quelque chose s'était remué au plus profond des yeux écarlates qu'il avait. Il glissa lentement sa main sur le col de sa robe, envoyant un frisson glacial qui la surprit un instant à cause de sa température glacée. Après avoir défait les deux premiers boutons de son col, il inclina la tête vers le bas, murmurant à son oreille. « Parce qu'ils veulent être celui qui déshabille l'étoffe. » Il marqua une pause et embrassa son cou, faisant rougir la peau pâle avant de se rétracter pour fixer son regard sur elle et répondit avec nonchalance. « Malheureusement, tu ne peux pas porter la robe là-bas avec ça. » Il rit et tendit une boîte dans sa main. « Et la bonne nouvelle, c'est que je t'ai préparé une robe. » Elise était une petite fille maudite qui pouvait voir les fantômes. Sa famille la détestait et la rejetait d'une famille adoptive à l'autre. Cependant, le malheur n'agissait pas seul. Lorsqu'elle fut élevée par sa tante, elle fut vendue comme esclave. Lorsqu'elle crut qu'elle ne deviendrait rien d'autre qu'un sacrifice pour le sorcier, elle fut sauvée par un homme dont l'identité était bien différente de celle d'un être mythique normal. *** Ce livre est ORIGINAL et il ne s'agit pas d'une traduction Rejoignez le discord de l'auteur : https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

Jim was an undeniably ordinary boy. He was neither athletic nor particularly skilled at anything, and while he wasn't ugly, he certainly wasn't stunning either. In every conceivable way, he was unremarkable. Yet, he embraced this reality without hesitation; he was entirely comfortable in his skin. Indifference defined his attitude toward the world around him, including his existence. The popularity and social status dynamics held no sway over him; he didn’t care. His primary desire was to unwind and enjoy life. However, fate dealt him a powerful blow—he acquired an ability that would significantly impact the one thing he cherished most. True curses always come disguised as gifts, and Jim was about to discover that the hard way.

Elara Lysander is an ordinary woman navigating the monotony of adulthood. Her way to unwind from all the stress of bills and work? Reading. And her favorite novel as of late has been The Day of Eternal Light, which has been all the rage lately. When the novel ends in a way she doesn't expect--with her favorite character and the novel's villain, Caspian Isyndor's death at the hands of the king and the female lead--Elara is saddened, to put it lightly. She finds herself haunted by a dream of Caspian, and when she goes to reread the book, she doesn't expect the words to glow. She definitely doesn't expect to open her eyes and find Caspian standing over her. She learns he has summoned her after he became aware he was living in a loop and heard her sympathetic voice among the masses of voices. He believes that with Elara's knowledge of the ending he cannot remember, he can gain what he has always wanted--his brother's head on a pike and the kingdom of Isyndor in his hands where he believes it belongs. Only after she has helped him achieve this will he send her home. As Elara is thrust into this world of magic and intrigue, she discovers Caspian is not the heartless man he presents himself to be. As they tread the uncertain path filled with dark creatures, political intrigue, and the ever-present threat of his brother's wrath, Elara must face the music: will she be able to turn the tide and give him the happy ending he deserves, or is fate a collar that cannot be removed?

One day, a colossal meteorite struck the Earth, triggering a series of cataclysms. While humans were just beginning their process of recovery and planet reconstruction, an unknown energy began to spread across the Earth. Trees grew larger, animals became more powerful, threatening the survival of humankind. Fortunately, humans did not remain passive; they evolved as well, harnessing this energy to increase their own power. Among them, some received a gift from the universe from birth: a plane seed. Over time, as the Earth expanded, the rate of plane seeds among humans continued to rise, to the extent that almost every human possessed one. A new chapter in human history unfolded, with gods as the backbone of society. Some people will call it a new dawn; the dawn of the gods, Anonymous, May 28, 81395. (english is not my birth language, so there might be some faults in the traduction)

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Behind all things, you replace my world completely. A girl who lives in the city feels excited every time she has a vacation in Tagaytay. Feeling unwinding and stress-free makes her feel relaxed at all times. Tagaytay is her hometown, and she chooses to live forever not just because it is cold but because one thing is for sure: nature isn't toxic at all. To differentiate, I would rather stay here comfortably than in another place I don't want. A girl I've always wanted. I will support you no matter what. After that, I will assure you that you will be my girlfriend forever, and no one will evade it. Trust me, and I will stain to it. Lexiana Mexi Siviel And Bryle Ace Lincoln PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2024

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

There's something there, wasn't before. the shadows knock on every door. My fears unlocked, nowhere to hide. Under the sun, the gears unwind. The darkness creeps, the clock had moved. The stars align, the seal removed. The fates of all, strung by a key, The witch controls my destiny. Prologue: In a far off village near the shores of Khyreene, there is a legend about a love of a witch and a chief of a village. The villagers did not believe in their love and thought that their leader was under a spell. So they burned the witch when the moon was at its fullest and the sky was red. The chief woke up because he had heard a cry of pain. Finding out that it was his lovers, he cursed his own village and left. Soon the village caught on fire and burned till there was none left on the land but ashes. They soon left and settled down in the forest, not realizing that there was an extra little girl because many have been lost, And that the blood of the witch still continues… 00000 This is the story of a young boy whose purpose in life may be more than what it seems. A mysterious past, a misunderstood boy, an uncontrolled power, and a journey by which he stands between death and hell... ~//~//~//~ (ps. the twins are 15. And this story was made when I was young. Like really really young. I was in elementary)

In this present reality where enchantment is bound to the bloodline of a solitary family, Elara Thorne needs just to get away from her predetermination. As the hesitant watchman of the Thorned Crown — an old remnant of untold power — Elara dreams of a day to day existence liberated from obligation, regardless of the ages before her who committed themselves to safeguarding the domain. Yet, as the divine Cover's Blossom draws near, dim powers are attracted to the crown, taking steps to unwind both the realm and its mysteries. Tormented by her family's inheritance, directed by a champion auntie with insider facts of her own, and sought after by a strange sovereign with his own plan, Elara should conclude whether she'll embrace her power — or let the realm tumble to demolish. With partners including her wildly faithful shapeshifter companion and an imperial history specialist, Elara's process will uncover stowed away insights, prohibited wizardry, and the tough ties of devotion. In a test of skill and endurance, Elara should uncover the genuine expense of using the Thorned Crown and face the old soul that exists in. However long the crown stays in her grasp, she should stand up to the dull destiny bound to her blood... or then again risk all that she loves to liberate herself from it.

Alex had always been driven, working tirelessly to climb the corporate ladder. Landing a job at Hamilton Corp, the most prestigious company in the city, had been the culmination of all his hard work and sleepless nights. And when he was appointed as the assistant to the company’s president, Drake Hamilton, it felt like a dream come true. Alex couldn’t believe his luck—working alongside a business legend known for his unshakable calm, sharp intellect, and a presence that commanded any room he walked into. But Drake was more than just an intimidating boss. He was an enigma, a man who somehow knew everything happening within the company, often before it even happened. There were whispers among the staff, rumors that seemed too absurd to be true, that Drake didn’t age, that he was rarely seen in the daylight, that his presence felt... different. One late night, after a particularly exhausting day, Alex decided to stop by a quiet bar downtown to unwind. As he took a seat near the back, his eyes caught sight of someone in the shadows—a familiar figure he hadn’t expected to see in a place like this. Drake Hamilton. At first, Alex assumed his boss was just having a late-night drink. But then, he noticed something that sent a chill through him. In the dim light, Drake’s head was tilted, and his mouth was near the neck of the person beside him, a pair of sharp fangs glinting in the shadows. Alex's blood ran cold. He felt his heart thunder in his chest, disbelief settling over him like a fog. He took a shaky breath, whispering to himself as reality sank in. "The president of Hamilton... is a vampire."

Juno, Helga, and Gudrun—three indivisible sisters, bound not as it were by their friendly ties but by a dim bequest covered up in their bloodline. As beneficiaries to the eldest werewolf pack in presence, they are unconscious of the peril that lies ahead in both adore and predetermination. Each sister has her heart captured by a strange wolf, a rebel who goes by diverse names and personas. Small do they know, they are all falling for the same man—Titus, a puzzling and effective solitary wolf with insider facts darker than the shadows that encompass him. As Juno, the red-hot defender, meets him beneath the blood moon, he calls himself Titus. For Helga, the clever strategist, he’s a charming warrior named Kael, whereas for Gudrun, the kind-hearted healer, he’s Lukas, a soft-spoken wanderer. But Titus’ genuine personality isn’t the as it were deception—he harbours a covered-up plan, one that may lead to the unravelling of the sisters' bond and the fate of their pack. When the sisters begin piecing together the lies, their world is tossed into chaos. Loyalties are tried, hearts are smashed, and the old revile tied to their ancestry is stirred. With adversaries closing in, the sisters must stand up to their darkest fears, unwind their destinies, and choose whether to battle for cherish or for survival. Can they reveal the truth some time recently their pack's annihilation is fixed? Or will Titus’ be selling out tear them apart?

Sevi, a computer science student dedicated to fitness, is known among his friends as a "No Girlfriend Since Birth" (NGSB) kind of person. After a workout session, he heads home to unwind with a new game, Vengeance in Progress. Intrigued by its premise of a neglected prince seeking revenge, Sevi begins playing. Just as the game's tension peaks, his laptop glitches and freezes. "Ughh, not again!" Sevi groans, frustrated with his malfunctioning laptop. Suddenly, the screen emits a bright flash, revealing an otherworldly interface that prompts him to select a player. "Wha-- Before Sevi can react, another flash envelops the room. He finds himself in a luxurious medieval setting, dressed as a young duke with a plump figure, silver hair, and purple eyes. Staring at his new reflection in disbelief, he mutters, "No freaking way, I'm actually that fatso in the game." A screen flashes before him: [Once again, welcome to Vengeance in Progress v2, Young master Sevi.] [Capture the hearts of heroines and make meaningful experiences!] "Capture the what?" mass releases randomly ~Short Hiatus [busy with school and sports]~

She absolutely despises their very existence She cannot stand these species called “MEN” Because for her they only want one thing “ I strongly dislike men to my very core, they are all the same, they are predators and they only ever want one thing”.……………………. But deep deep down does Aurora really think that or is it just a naive innocence Or maybe just a facade?……….. Get ready to lose yourself in this heart wrenching story of Jason and Aurora because once he finds her, he’s never going to let go, he will unwind every single layer until she is bare under his gaze “Or so he thought”………… —————————————————- Excerpt: “where is the…………” Auroras voice trailed off seeing Jason stand there looking at her as if he was going to attack her any minute. it was as if she was the prey and he the predator. “you know there is something you have not said yet.” “what do you mean?” Auroras stern voice resonated in the room. “say it” Jason stood infront of the door, whilst he stared at her with an unwavering gaze. The door shut and locked behind him. “say what?, what do you want me to say?” “You know very well Rora, don’t make me come there otherwise you will not like what happens next.” oh she knew what he was talking about, she knew very well. “I don’t know what you are talking about, stop talking to me.” He took some steps closer to her. she quickly made her way towards the door. but try as she might the door was jammed. “Looks like I have a little wild animal loose in the castle who loves to run and play hide and seek.” She turned towards him. “Actually your right because when the predator is that hideous is it not obvious that the innocent animal would want to hide.” she smirked an evil one at him.

caution: R-18 substance) *NO MAJOR Misconception* *Solid FEMALE LEAD "Consider it, you do not have anything to lose after you marry me. I'm appealing, awesome in bed. I can cook, handle errands and in specific I'm committed." Yan Mei brought down her head and her eyes were some way or another void. "You're a not too bad person, you justify a not too bad life partner, not Satan restore." Yan Mei said as she smiled. Lei Zhao mumbled and raised her jawline so she can investigate his eyes. "Okay, I'm not joking. I have to be marry you with the objective that I can ruin you. I got to see you smile like that day at the club, I realize you do not review me however since I saw you that day, I ensure myself to fulfill this woman. I got to protect you and defend you from the storm. Moreover, I would or maybe not see that irritation in your eyes. Permit me to fulfill you Alright?" Yan Mei's heart suddenly avoided a pound, no one at any point said that he will over-indulge her and defend her not to specify protect her from the deluge. She has been hurt and all she needs is to develop her control with the objective that she can major ranges of quality for be revenge be that as it may directly some person said he will defend her. In spite of the reality that she realized it was imposter, she had a inspiration to assent to this suggestion. She chuckled at herself when she caught on she was considering almost his suggestion. Men will allure you with words and by the day's conclusion, drop you into the pit of wretchedness. Yan Mei realized this the foremost troublesome way conceivable, no she won't confront this challenge once more. ** Lei Zhao took a gander at the youthful woman who was crying and his heart harmed. His principal reason for being in this relationship is to fulfill her in any case by and by he has failed. He felt like some person has dropped a major stone on his heart, he was incapable to unwind. He steadily walked towards Yan Mei and maneuvered her into his arms. "Meimei, If you don't mind acknowledge my statements of regret," he communicated gently as in spite of the fact that he was on edge almost the plausibility that that the basic sound of his voice will alert her. Seeing that the woman in his arms was hyperventilating from crying Lei Zhao got startled. He raised her head and caught her lips. he continuously kissed her as in spite of the fact that he required to etch her want for his soul. Yan Mei expanded her eyes when she caught on that Lei Zhao was kissing her. She lifted her hand and endeavored to drive him absent in any case Lei Zhao held her hand and created the kiss. Yan Mei who was contradicting out of no place turned out to be sensitive and stopped fighting. Lei Zhao was misplaced in excitement, basically a single bit of this woman causes him to let totally go. he taken after the kiss to her neck as he sucked to some degree. Yan Mei moaned inenchant, "mmhmm...." Lei Zhao groaned when he listened her. He scooped her into his arms and walked towards the room. ***** Yan Mei has reliably acknowledged that reverence may be a trap within the wake of getting harmed by the individual she cherished the foremost. From that point forward her heart has changed into ice. She trusts that as long as she doesn't drop head over heels she will not get harmed within the future. Lei Zhao is the Chief of Interstellar corps the most arrive organization in the nation. He misplaced his kin in a disaster and his way better half cleared out him that exceptionally day. From that point forward he became apathetic with respect to everything around him.

"No emotion, no movement. Her deep brown eyes just staring in the vast disconsolate and gloomy void..." Shini Tore Later Realises that she no longer is in the year 2020 but in the year 2320 and in a different body, the body of Dai Itsumi. Her Husband, from her Forced Arranged Marriage, is No other than The CEO of the future's largest cooperation, Hikari Jeng. Their Story About Hatred changed to Love would get you goosebumps. Unwind yourself and get ready to jump into the train of reading adventures.

Meet Kim Hana , an assasin working under a mafia group which wants something which the whole world is after. Seok Joon , CEO of a famous luxury brand - Clair , is using this position as facade for his actual profession. Acting as his assistant, Kim Hana tries to find out about the secret for which she is sent here. But in the middle of this spying , she feels herself falling for him . Will she betray him , and tell the secret to the group ? or Will she let the ship of love sail ? What is his actual profession ? Come ahead and take a look at the story to know the truths it unwinds ! ◇Cover is edited by me , but the original credit goes to its creator . ◇Instagram account - blacck_rose23 ◇discord server - https://discord.gg/fSp9fM4xAH

/Intro/ I fell in love with her smile because it was odd- her words were sweet, but she looked strange. Her smile would unwind once she was alone, her eyes narrowed in tiredness, her legs looked weak, her arms almost dropping her books, and her stomach growling out of hunger, but- around others, she played the part of a hero with a smile. She saved many, helped others, defended herself, and took care of everyone, no matter what. She acted one way but was another- everyone saw her as a perfect doll, but I only saw a broken girl giving a smile for everyone because it brightened their days- her smile made them happy, and it made her happy too. He wasn't like regular people; he didn't push me aside- he kept me close. He wanted to hear me, see the real me, and that scared me. He was able to tell the truth, see what others didn't, fight for what he wanted or knew what was right, no matter what I did- he always saw the happiness... why was he ok with being rejected? Why was he ok with pushing me over the finish line? Why was he ok with losing? Why was he ok with anything I said? Why was he ok with me yelling at him? Why was he ok with me? Why did he want me? *First Glance* {|Warning: This story contains tough topics of suicide, abuse, mental illnesses, self-harm, s*xual talk, misleading ideas of romance, lgbtq, alcohol, drugs/overdosing, rape, trauma, etc. If you have a tough time with these topics- please stray away from this book. Rated PG +13.|} Extra Information: I did not create the graphic used for this story- my best friend made it, @dani_tales4u designed it. (Check her out on Wattpad because she is a really good writer!:) *Sorry I can't link her profile- It won't let me.*

When Series # 1 Kaireen already knew the truth but the thing she want to know is who. Who was there beside her that night? Dalawang lalaki na ang nagsabi na wala silang alam kung sino ang tinutukoy niya. She even went out of the country to unwind her mind and self and after years... Hahanapin pa bah rin niya ang lalaking gusto niyang makilala? O baka wala lang talaga siyang alam na ang lalaking matagal na niyang gustong makita ulit ay nasa harapan na niya. 'When everything changed, my love for you won't fade and that's my promise my love'

" Waiter, please give me another one". Handling my glass to the bartender giving him a seductive smile. Gracious glory what am I doing anyway? While massaging my head and let go a sigh, I just tried to make fun of myself being away to all those unbearable problems and unwinding myself is such an honor to do so. I was about to extend my hand so that l can get the glass of tequila I ordered earlier when a man wearing blue jeans and gray t-shit with his perfect broad masculine shoulder then carrying a manly scent stood infront of me then grab my hands and pulled me out in the bar without hesitation. This is ridiculous, is he real? Why am I not even letting go of his hands I don't know him. But, why am I feeling that I know him for a long time. I asked myself. " God Louise your drank that's why your imagining weird things" drone on myself in a small voice. Maybe because of the six shots that's why I'm hallucinating, then the punk monkey I know is part of my hallucination. Uttered to my mind. "Would you please let go of my hands", trying to get off from him but his so strong. And I'm shouting so loud for him to hear me. Everyone in the bar is staring at us, I got to rolled my eyes. Seriously? Can somebody tried to help me but of course I'm just talking to myself again tho. I think sooner or later I'll become a crazy bratty here . Still, back to the issue what's with them? Hello, I'm being abducted by someone tried to help. I uttered it to myself again. "Hey man, don't force her if she doesn't like you then let go". A man with a leather jacket says while tapping the shoulder of this nobody. When the man looked at me I suddenly give him a tender look, so that he knows that I'm the victim that being abducted by this hotty punk awts . "Do you know him miss"? I wag my head as fast as I could. But I guess that was a wrong moved, he slowly face me with his dark aura and from my toe upward to my veins got shivers and I guessed I'm already sobber. "A-albert". Small utter. "What do you think your doing Amara Louise Smith", ? Through that words I felt numb, I wasn't seeing anyone but only him. Only Albert Patterson, the man of my dreams and now I'm caught. Caught in his arms again.

Astrid doesn't have a scene to shoot today so she decided to go to the mall to shop and unwind While walking, suddenly an arm enveloped her waist and gently pulled her closing the distance between them, due to the shock she unconsciously faced the person who did that to her and she immediately realized how close their face was "Robin! What are you doing there might be some paparazzi here" She said but the man just smirked on her not breaking their contact. After a while the man spoke "Well if they caught us like this would it be favorable for me since I can now announce that you're mine"

In a world full of magic and where imagination reigns, can a scholar of Science survive and maintain her sanity? Meet Aurora Isla Mondragon, a successful Doctor of Medicine, a brilliant scholar, and a strong-willed woman. After getting an opportunity to finally relax and unwind, her vacation goes awry and she's thrust into another world. Follow how Aurora copes in what seems a magical adventure when all her life she's relied on facts and truths based on science. Maybe this is just what the Doctor needs? Come with me and let's find out together. ************** Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any name of persons, places, or events found in this book is not meant to relate to names found in the real world. P.S. Please do not copy anything from this book. Writing anything is no joke fellas, so please respect the author and don't plagiarize. Thank you. Best of luck, Iris

A sweet love story with a flash of past and present. Anxi was the express of cloud high school with her four devils she ruled over it. as the story unwinds each charter and their interesting past will be reviled. with a sweet tooth love story and depressing past. what happens if they were given another chance to start over again. sit back and enjoy the love story

I asked "you'd be okay with other people seeing me naked?" And he replied, "no, I will let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came, and then I'll fucking kill them."

A man discovers his distaste for society and challenges an authoritative elite underground organization. Vicious is the man who goes by Eric York. Eric York, considered to be the last true western gunslinger, finds himself in terrible situations and his arrogance leads him to make even worse decisions. Murder, theft, arson, are the quintessential Biblical rules to Eric. Nothing is outside of his reach, and everything he does is for his own personal gain.

Seal, a twenty year old man with a troubled past is still searching for answers from that day. Longing to catch a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel.

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

traduction française du light novel japonais Fate/strange fake depuis la traduction anglaise

Les failles dimensionnelles relient la terre au continent Xingwu. C'est l'aube de l'ère des arts martiaux ! Serai-je inutile si je ne pratique pas les arts martiaux ? Ne vous inquiétez pas, j'ai un système qui me permet de récupérer des attributs. Lorsque d'autres personnes font tomber des attributs pendant leur entraînement, je peux les récupérer en secret. Hein? Vous venez de dire que frapper les gens leur fera aussi perdre des attributs ? Dans ce cas… Vous avez vaincu un génie du sabre. Il a laissé tomber Compréhension × 2, Talent d'épéiste × 1… Vous les avez ramassés. Vos connaissances se sont améliorées et vous avez acquis un talent d'épéiste de niveau débutant ! Vous avez vaincu un talent de compétence de lame. Il a laissé tomber Technique de combat à la lame × 1, Intention de lame malveillante × 1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une technique de combat à la lame rare ! Vous avez également compris l'intention de la lame malveillante et êtes devenu extrêmement féroce ! Vous avez vaincu un talent physique. Il a laissé tomber Technique physique ×1, Physique de sang sacré ×1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une nouvelle physique de haut niveau ! Vous êtes exceptionnellement chanceux d'avoir reçu le Physique de sang sacré. Cela peut complètement changer votre physique et vous avez gagné un titre de niveau divin "Point de vie infini". Quelqu'un a tué une puissante bête étoilée et a laissé tomber Vision Spirituelle × 1 et Attributs Vides × 60… Vous les avez récupérés secrètement et recevez un talent d'œil spirituel ainsi que 60 points à ajouter à l'un de vos attributs actuels! Vous battez de nombreux adversaires dans votre vie. Vous tuez accidentellement un démon innocent et divisez l'univers en deux lorsque vous pratiquez vos techniques de lame à la maison. Vous explosez le soleil avec votre poing et le monde est englouti dans les ténèbres… C'est là que tu réalises... que tu es invincible !

``` Elle était connue sous de nombreux noms : Démonesse, une sorcière maléfique, une héritière née pour régner sur l'enfer, la plus méchante et la fleur la plus venimeuse dans le monde du souterrain. Peu savaient que l'héritière de l'organisation d'assassinats la plus mystérieuse avait un simple rêve. Un rêve que de nombreuses filles avaient : avoir une vie paisible avec un mari et un enfant. C'est pourquoi, lorsque cette leader infâme de l'organisation d'assassins se réveilla dans le corps de Heaven Liu, elle pensait que son rêve de toute une vie s'était enfin réalisé. Mais la réalité était bien loin de ce à quoi elle s'attendait. Heaven Liu était une actrice sur le déclin ; elle avait disparu des feux de la rampe au sommet de la célébrité. La raison ? Une grossesse non désirée. Contrainte d'épouser un homme qu'elle n'aimait pas, le mariage s'effondra facilement — presque au bord de l'irréparable. Avec cette réalité à affronter, serait-elle capable de réparer les cœurs brisés de son mari et de son fils ? Ou bien la distance entre eux continuerait-elle de s'élargir ? Avec ce mariage sans amour dès le départ, y aurait-il une chance pour qu'ils puissent vivre heureux en famille ? Ou était-il trop tard ? Plus important encore, pourrait-elle vraiment échapper aux chaînes qu'elle pensait avoir brisées ? Ou son propre enfer la rattraperait-il pour la traîner retour aux fosses de l'enfer où elle appartient ? ***** LE LIVRE ÉLECTRONIQUE EST MAINTENANT DISPONIBLE SUR AMAZON. LIEN : https://a.co/d/bTeyr0B La traduction espagnole est également disponible sur Webnovel. Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/transmigr%C3%A9-y-consegu%C3%AD-un-esposo-y-un-hijo!_29071013600828005 La traduction portugaise est également disponible sur Webnovel ! Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/eu-transmigrei-e-ganhei-um-marido-e-um-filho!_29287259500602105### Avertissement : La couverture n'est pas ma propriété. Tous les crédits reviennent à l'artiste. Ceci fait partie de la série Wild de l'autrice. La Miss Héritière Sauvage : Je me suis réincarnée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils ! REJOIGNEZ MON SERVEUR DISCORD : https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY ```

"Reste avec moi et je te donnerai tout ce que ton cœur désire. Pour toi, ma chérie, je séparerais les montagnes, fendrais la mer, et provoquerais le chaos sur Terre juste pour t'avoir." - - - - - Dans chaque histoire d'amour, il y a toujours une fiancée vengeresse et venimeuse qui était engagée avec le riche et beau PDG qui est tombé pour la pauvre, mais douce et innocente actrice principale. Dans sa soif de son amour, il a brisé sa pauvre fiancée dont l'amour l'a conduite au bord de la folie. Personne ne se souciait jamais de ce que la fiancée ressentait. Zhao Lifei a été préparée toute sa vie pour épouser un homme, mais soudainement, son cœur a été capturé par une autre femme. Elle a été giflée, détruite, et repoussée pour avoir aimé Zheng Tianyi. Elle était prête à sacrifier sa jeunesse, son temps, et son cœur pour cet homme, mais tout ce qu'elle a reçu en retour était de la douleur et du désespoir. Il a fallu deux années dures, mais éveillantes pour que Zhao Lifei comprenne enfin les erreurs qu'elle a commises dans le passé. Après sa rédemption, c'était maintenant à Zhao Lifei de vivre un amour plus grand que celui de l'actrice principale. Plus intelligente, plus battante, et plus spirituelle, Zhao Lifei savait comment survivre dans la cruelle, traîtresse, et dure haute société. "Un fiancé infidèle qui a brisé mon cœur ? Qu'il aille au diable, je trouverai quelqu'un de plus riche !" "Tous mes amis m'ont abandonnée ? Peu importe, je trouverai de meilleurs amis !" "Mes parents me renient ? C'est très bien, mon grand-père est plus riche et plus puissant qu'eux deux réunis !" A l'opposé de la sarcastique Zhao Lifei, se trouvait le très riche et puissant, mais impitoyablement froid, Yang Feng. Yang Feng, le Roi de l'Empire des Affaires, était un homme à craindre. Un cœur de glace, des yeux de pierre, impitoyable mais séduisant, il n'y avait pas une seule personne en ce monde qui osait l'offenser. Beaucoup ont essayé, mais aucun n'a réussi à attirer son attention. Du moins, jusqu'à ce que son chemin croise inopinément celui de Zhao Lifei. Des défis se présenteront, le chaos commencera, et le drame s'ensuivra. Mais après tout, qu'est-ce qu'une histoire d'amour sans perturbation ? Ils disent que l'amour sans conflit n'est qu'un simple béguin et l'histoire de Zhao Lifei et Yang Feng était bien plus que cela. - - - - - Statut du roman : Terminé. Note : Ceci est une histoire originale de moi (xincerely) et non une traduction :) Ce livre se trouve exclusivement sur webnovel.com. Veuillez NE PAS le reposter ailleurs. Discord de l'histoire : https://discord.gg/N5zzn6t Instagram de l'auteur : xincerely_author Editeurs et Correcteurs : Yserieh, ketaki, deelah, SniperGirl, dumdum007, YunRei, Blissful, ninaviews, Ocelot, Hoodwinhemmford, PantojaC0311, _pia29, dumdum007, filledelisle, myco, rosie, and littlebakergirl