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Eren At The Sea

At the Mercy of DeLuca

When professional thief Isla Moretti steals a seemingly ordinary ledger, she unknowingly sets off a chain reaction of bloodshed and betrayal. The ledger contains the darkest secrets of the DeLuca crime family, making her the prime target of Luca DeLuca, the ruthless mafia heir determined to recover it at all costs. Expecting to be killed, Isla is instead given a blood oath—an unbreakable contract binding her to Luca until the ledger is found. Forced to work together, they uncover a disturbing truth: someone inside the DeLuca family orchestrated the theft, and a hidden enemy is playing them both. As Isla and Luca navigate the dangerous underworld, they face assassination attempts, double-crosses, and their own growing attraction. Isla, determined to escape, discovers that the ledger holds more than financial secrets—it contains the key to a secret fortune that could destroy every mafia family in the city. Just as Isla begins to trust Luca, she learns a devastating truth—her mysterious employer, the one who hired her for the heist, was using her as a pawn all along. Meanwhile, Luca’s suspicions are confirmed when a close ally betrays him, selling them both out to a powerful rival mafia. When Isla is captured by the enemy, Luca is forced to confront his feelings—he doesn’t just need her for the ledger; he wants her alive. Waging war to get her back, he discovers that their true enemy isn’t just after the ledger—they want to wipe out the entire DeLuca family and take over the underworld. With enemies closing in, Isla and Luca are left with one choice: join forces or die apart. Their uneasy alliance turns into something deeper as they realize that trusting each other is their only way out. In a final gambit, Isla risks her life to destroy the ledger forever, ensuring that no one—not Luca, not their enemies—can use it for power. But the price is high—Luca’s family turns against him for choosing Isla over their empire. With everything stacked against them, Isla and Luca make their final stand together, tearing down their enemies one by one. In the end, Luca claims his rightful place as the king of the underworld, but with one crucial difference—Isla is standing beside him, not as his captive, but as his equal. Because in the mafia, love isn’t a fairytale—it’s a blood oath.
Eddy_James_3131 · 522 Views

Across the Huron Sea: Lust For Life

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- History repeats itself. In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers to take her to safety in exchange for helping him to a bunker and treating his wound from the gunshot. Left with no choice, Mira joins forces with the man and learns that he is Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey uncovers old memories and reveals the conspiracy behind the election of the First World Premier, their relationship evolves from suspicion to mutual dependence and affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal stories, they reveal emotional vulnerabilities to each other that they hide from the rest of the world. Drawing on her own experiences in the Commonwealth, Mira sees the truth as she falls into the dark: that darkness exists exactly because the light is shining and enjoyed on the other side. I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.
Ali_Gin · 10.1K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 695.4K Views

STRANGER AT THE ALTER

What if your lifeline arrived signed in print, encased in a contract, and bound by policies daring you to participate—or lose all? Isla Harper is a very autonomous graphic designer just above her comfort level. She is stunned when the mysterious millionaire Noah Archer presents her with a proposal: a loveless, deliberate marriage that promises financial stability and freedom from her sinking reality. She is struggling to make ends meet. The only catch is she has to persuade his family and the globe that theirs is a love story deserving of attention. Noah developed his empire on accuracy and control. Though it wasn't part of the plan, a turn in his family's trust compels marriage. He wants a mate who won't disturb his precisely regulated existence or entwine his feelings. With her keen intelligence and relentless determination, Isla looks to be the perfect fit. But it gets more difficult to keep the lines from blurring as one approaches the altar. Isla discovers her husband is more than just his frigid attitude and unrelenting ambition as she enters Noah's glittering world of high stakes and hidden ambitions. Their carefully put on front could be destroyed by family secrets, buried scandals, and unanticipated chemistry. Every meal, every glance, every fib moves them toward a truth they are not ready for. But Isla and Noah have to choose: Are they stronger together or is the price of pretending too high too great to pay when past betrayals and unanticipated difficulties strain their brittle alliance? Trust is delicate, emotions run strong, and the stakes cannot be higher in Strangers at the Altar, a compelling story of two opposites compelled into an unusual alliance. Ideal for those yearning for strong language, scorching romance, and surprising turns that will have them gasping until the very last.
AnnVale · 2.7K Views

Sea of knowledge

What is the meaning of Life? A question which has different answers. Many find life pointless, many find life as a journey, many find life as a way to get eternal freedom. But what is the correct answer? The cycle of Life and Death are like two sides of the same coin. Whatever may be the case, Death is always the ultimate salvation. But that doesn't sit right with Kai Mizuhara, a normal teenager who seeks to become someone respected and find the true essence of life. Born in a very reputable family of a blacksmith, Kai has seen many Royal Families as his father directly serves for the military. He has seen how the poor live, how the rich live, how the nobles live and most importantly how ignorant God's of their world is towards people all around. He always wonders, everyone worships God's as they're the supreme being, the one who is always right and will be right but he always questions himself...Are the God's of their world truly how they potray themselves as? A world which is constantly getting in wars. That's the world he lives in, Kingdoms from all over the world trying to over power each other and prove themselves as the strongest, wanting God's recognition to ascend further rather than staying a lowly mortal. Yes, it is possible for a human to ascend to godhood. People in his world would do anything for power and God. That's something he has accepted long ago, commoners like him will get forgotten and ultimately be crushed by the higher ranks. Though the temporary peace which has taken over the world has changed many things, it's not a matter of how it will end but when will it end? Kai wants to do many things, but he simply doesn't have much time. That's a harsh reality a mortal like him has to face, he can die at any given time if that's what his fate is. The God's of their world have really created a system, the one who's weak will soon perish and the strongest will strive forward and ascend the ranks, finding eternal peace. It may sound confusing but a system like this allows some mortals with great strength and wisdom to ascend further and beyond. When the light forsakes this world, will knowledge lead to salvation—or to its end? A fantasy world which takes place in a very middle aged world. That's what this novel is about. They say every work of fiction is a journey, whether it's good or not is something upto the readers...let us see what this new journey has to offer.
HeWhoLovesBalls1 · 2.8K Views
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