Sarah J Maas Books

In 2027, an island shrouded in blood-red fog emerged from the Pacific—Gehenna, a forbidden land where no one returns. Billionaire ex-soldier Gustav Fernandez, feared as the ruthless leader of a deadly militia, has a single goal: saving his dying daughter. Believing Gehenna holds the cure, Gustav assembles his family of elite soldiers to brave the horrors of the unknown. Armed with superhuman abilities from a demonic fish caught near the island, he leads his team into a realm of ancient secrets, mythical beasts, and deadly schemes. But in Gehenna, survival is a battle—and salvation comes at a cost.

water, earth, fire, air I got the story wrong here we tell the story of a young girl who, in another universe, conquered Hollywood to take revenge on a simple Disney producer

Kim Mugen encounters a dark man in the alleyway, before he can say anything, the dark man begins telling Kim a story. “How a man once picked up an empty, blank book, once the man opened up the book he disappeared… entirely”. After the strange man told Kim the story, Kim ran away but when he looked back to see the strange man, he couldn’t see him… almost as if he had disappeared…. almost as he never existed…. Running to school, Kim found an empty cover book, he stood in disbelief and decided to open the book, in the book, Kim sees that the first page was moving, where he can feel the breeze that’s was coming out of the moving page, the book fell…. not a person in sight… the book haven’t even move an inch and Kim… he was gone… almost as if he had disappeared into a new world… A world where anything can happen, a world where a book can become both reality and fictional… What will Kim face in this new world?

Just a book of silly(mostly depressing) scribbles. It'll be gore and dark, read at your own risk:33

List of Books I will be reading on Qidian.

The Book of Poetry is a collection of poems written by me about my lost love Nyla. For more information, Nyla is just an imagination of mine who is not alive nor dead. But I'm still waiting for her even though i know she won't come.

Kindness.

Alex grapples with a profound existential crisis. Secluded in their dimly lit room, Alex reflects on a disquieting shift in their inner world. Once brimming with contemplation, their thoughts have now dissipated, leaving them feeling unnervingly empty and disconnected. As they wrestle with the unsettling absence of their mental depth, Alex confronts a paradoxical sense of peace and emptiness, revealing the fragile boundary between overthinking and a numb, disembodied existence. Through poignant introspection and a hauntingly quiet setting, the novel explores themes of identity, consciousness, and the essence of self. (These events were real)

Under the cascading moonlight, a tearful boy made his wish at the spring.

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An adventure of a bookworm whose fate is in his decision making, adding more companions while looking for the next chapters by the man whom is yet to be uncovered

Once the sole grandmaster of his era, renowned as the legendary monster of his time, old man Eldred Arnold went to investigate the mysterious deaths of several of his old master friends. Venturing deeper into the jungle than anyone had ever dared, Eldred stumbled upon a mysterious crack between two ancient trees that not even he could fathom. Suspecting that it had something to do with his friend's death, the old man found himself in an entirely different world—where people wielded magic and powerful artifacts in their struggle for authority and dominance. Follow old man Eldred Arnold as he uses the Book of Immortality. As he ventures into an unfamiliar universe, he sets out to collect the Seven Godly Books, each holding immense power. With each book he acquires, Eldred grows stronger, stepping closer to achieving his ultimate goal: immortality. “This is the fate of the strong. And fate had chosen me to be strong.” "So what if I have to kill all opposing forces? If it's for a never-dying soul and body, then so be it," Eldred Arnold sneered as he looked at a hundred tier 3 late-stage mages, his eyes flashing with a sinister gaze. NO ROMANCE AND HAREM! ------------------------------------------------- --------------------Rewards-------------------- 50 Power Stones= 1 Bonus Chapter 10 Golden Tickets = 1 Bonus Chapter

سوف تفهم عندما تقرء العمل يعتمد على إبراز فلسفه بعض الشخصيات لا تكن عنصري يا اخي فه الرواية كتبت من وحي الخيال لذى استمتع فقط

« Qui es-tu ? » Je me suis réveillée d'un sursaut, désorientée et endolorie de partout. Un corps masculin lourd était allongé à côté de moi --- nous étions tous les deux nus, à l'exception d'un drap couvrant nos corps. Je recherchais dans ma mémoire les événements de la nuit précédente, essayant de comprendre comment j'avais atterri ici tout en tentant d'enrouler le drap autour de mon corps. Je me suis arrêtée en me rendant compte que je laisserais mon compagnon de lit totalement dénudé. Je me suis souvenue m'être répétée sans cesse : « Je suis ta compagne ! » Je me suis dégagée doucement du lit à la recherche de vêtements. J'ai essayé d'être aussi silencieuse que possible pour ne pas réveiller l'étranger. Son parfum était partout sur moi, sur tout en fait. Riche et masculin, chaque fois que je respirais, j'avais l'impression d'être enveloppée par la forêt avec des notes de bois et une épice chaude que je ne pouvais nommer. Je voulais ramper à nouveau dans le lit à côté de lui et ne jamais partir. Ma louve, Rayne, grognait dans ma tête : « Nous ne devrions pas partir ! C'est notre compagnon ! »

"La seule famille restante de Yu Tian, sa jeune sœur, a été diagnostiquée avec une leucémie, et ils avaient besoin de 2 millions pour la greffe de moelle osseuse. Il n'y avait aucun moyen pour les pauvres frères et sœurs de se le permettre. Alors que Yu Tian était complètement dévasté, une Lamborghini rouge s'est arrêtée devant lui. La dame portant des lunettes de soleil qui est sortie de la voiture coûteuse a dit à Yu Tian qu'elle était sa sœur aînée perdue depuis longtemps. Elle lui a ensuite transféré 3 millions pour résoudre son problème actuel. "Allez, reviens avec moi. Toutes tes sœurs aînées meurent d'envie de te rencontrer." "Euh... Combien de sœurs aînées ai-je ?" "Pourquoi tu ne devines pas ?" "Deux ? Peut-être trois ? Il n'y a aucun moyen que j'aie sept ou huit sœurs aînées, n'est-ce pas ?" La dame secoua son doigt et sourit. "En me comptant, tu as 108 sœurs aînées." Les yeux de Yu Tian s'écarquillèrent."

Time often can slip through ones hands if not careful, within the tower time means nearly nothing for those at the top and for those born of high grade species. When he is summoned inside the tower he doesn't panic like most but his future is in for a upheaval as he changes the very foundation of everything once believed through his refusal to be anything less then the best even as who he himself is slips from his mind.

Senior hockey captain Reya's spot on the ice is at risk when failing calculus threatens her eligibility. Sophomore transfer Zora, her rival for the right-wing position, steps in as her tutor, fueling tensions between them. When their clashes spill onto the ice, they're ordered to coach a Little League team together. As they navigate rivalry, teamwork, and unexpected chemistry, Reya realizes she's fighting for more than just her grades. She's falling for her competition too.

After another long night, Suki wakes up in the body of a beautiful young lady. This is her journey as she discovers more about the host of her body, and herself along the way.

A nameless man finds himself in the void, surrounded by other souls lining up behind him. He doesn’t know where he is or how he got there. All he knows is that he’s dead. There, he meets Edix, the god of punishment, who judges souls based on the sins they committed in life. It doesn’t take long for Edix to condemn him. Souls bound to a life of suffering, he claims, must have earned their fate. But what if they hadn’t? Like him—sentenced to an eternity as a slave in the mines of another world. Unlike the others, who quietly accept their punishment out of fear of the gods, he refuses to bow. He isn’t afraid to defy the gods, to fight against their cruelty, and to change this broken world. He doesn’t just want freedom—he wants power. In short, he wants to become a god.

"Right now, you're the best version of yourself. 'Why?' Because... You're alive." ________________________ Humanity is on the brink of a new era. Freedom is a luxury, one that is becoming scarce, and when faced with it all, does the world need a liberator? Or a person who finds that freedom themself? Karlos Lippe is a young man who's forced by fate to dance to that question. Having his monotonous yet fulfilling life stripped from him, he travels with a silver haired companion to seek out belonging in a tumultous world entering Industrial Revolution. Dotting the lands like stars in the night sky, Luminaries are those who have harnessed the power of constellations, Psyche. Their use of strange powers, Talismans, Catalysts, Alchemy, Ideals, and other magical nonsense creates a web of conflict that entangles the pair and their journey. When that happens, try to follow them. Because at the core of it all, this story is about perspective. So it's up to you to decide how to perceive it.

--- **AFTER BOOK** *Karya Luciel Veronica* "Kata-kata adalah arwah, dan buku ini adalah pusara bagi yang tak bisa melarikan diri." Di balik jendela kaca yang retak, matahari senja terjerat debu, merayapi rak-rak buku yang berdiri seperti makam bisu. Perpustakaan itu, sunyi dan terlupakan, menyerupai rongga dada tua yang hanya berisi bisikan-bisikan waktu. Di lorong terkelamnya, tersembunyi sebuah buku—tak bernama, tak bernyawa, namun tetap berbisik. Alea tak pernah mencari buku itu. Ia bahkan tak seharusnya ada di sana—di tengah udara dingin yang menggigit kulit seperti gigi hantu, di bawah cahaya lampu yang berkedip seakan ketakutan. Tapi ketika tangannya menyentuh sampulnya yang dingin, seolah-olah buku itu bernafas di genggamannya, halaman-halamannya mulai bergerak. Namanya terukir di tinta hitam yang berdenyut seperti nadi: “Alea S., nafasnya berhenti di bawah cahaya yang pecah.” Teks itu menulis kematiannya—pelan, penuh kenikmatan, seolah mencari makan untuk kepuasan