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SEVEN RULES: TO LOVE AGAIN

Lucia Scott’s life takes an unexpected turn when she’s forced to honor her late parents’ wish: to marry Malcolm Sterling, the heir to one of the wealthiest families in England. Their fates were intertwined long before the tragic accident that claimed both Malcolm’s father and Lucia’s parents. But neither of them wants this marriage. Malcolm, still recovering from heartbreak after being betrayed by his first love, Stephanie Young, hides his vulnerability behind a ruthless demeanor. His bitterness deepens when Lucia boldly declares she would rather kiss a monkey than ever fall in love with him. Resentful, Malcolm lays down seven rules for their marriage, and his constant comparisons to Stephanie only fuel Lucia’s growing hatred for him. Despite their mutual animosity, Malcolm’s mother, Dorothy, and his younger sisters, Meredith and Alice, take an immediate liking to Lucia. They shower her with love and support, firmly standing by her side and preferring her over Stephanie, who they believe is unworthy of their family. Their unwavering loyalty gives Lucia a sense of belonging, even as she endures Malcolm’s cold treatment. Just when Malcolm and Lucia begin to let their walls down and consider giving their fragile relationship a chance, Stephanie returns with a vengeance. Through cunning manipulation, she frames Lucia, shattering the tenuous trust between her and Malcolm. With Stephanie still holding the deepest part of Malcolm’s heart, their marriage crumbles. Now, Malcolm must face a harsh truth: he was wrong. But when he realizes his mistake and seeks to make amends, he’s met with a cold reality—Lucia wants nothing more to do with him. With Dorothy, Meredith, and Alice firmly on her side, will Lucia find the strength to move on, or will Malcolm fight against the odds to win back the woman he pushed away?
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Apocalypse Days: I Rule with Foresight and a Powerful Son

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.
QuillMistress · 65.9K Views

The Starving Dogs

After a mysterious gas was released into the planet's atmosphere, the population suddenly found themselves with mystical powers. Ranging from superhero abilities known only in comics, to incredibly specific and hardly practical. When your worth is now decided by birth, how does one live? When talent merely becomes a word to explain a fortunate ability, how do you stand out? Heroes, Villains, Vigilantes. Stories and myths of such beings became commonplace. Governments requiring powerful abilities to keep order. The Hero Association attempting to keep its influence through monetization. Villain groups abusing their powers. Vigilantes attempting to fight against such tyranny and unfairness. Corruption rampant as always. Like stated, these stories are commonplace. Mass produced even. So what about a narrower focus? A lawless city ruled by an order of Street Gangs. This isn't the story of a selfless uprising Hero, or a Villain who wreaks destruction, or even a Vigilante who wants a better world. Rather it's a story of the struggle of the strong. People who gather others underneath them, and fight against rivals. All to rise to the top and rule this city. Would you care to join? This isn't a grand story, it might not be to your taste. Can you stand beside those who struggle, without a guarantee for a satisfying end? As they fight to stand at the top, or be consumed? If so, allow me to tell you this story. (WARNING: THIS VOLUME CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
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