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"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

"You lie to yourself when you believe that we beat this"soft sobbing escape my throat. I tightened my eyes to fight back tears. I locked my grip on the bathroom sink then i took a deep breath and stare at my face reflected in the mirror."You have to be strong for her " I let out a soul and body shaking sigh. I take this moment.To look at myself my face my chocolate skin is so dull and faded from stress. The dark circles around my eyes tilting the skin under and around dusty purple a stark contrast from the pieceing blue eyes.My hair looks dry and slightly unkempt my dreads .-sigh- I reached and turn the knob after small delay

The kingdom of Aethel shimmers under the midday sun, its opulent castle a testament to the legacy of its rulers. At the heart of this gilded fortress resides Princess Anya, a young woman sculpted into the epitome of royal perfection. From a young age, Anya's smile has been practiced to radiant precision, her every action a display of unwavering obedience. Yet, beneath the flawless facade, a flickering flame of curiosity and longing tugs at her heart, a yearning for a life beyond the carefully choreographed existence she's been forced to accept. Anya's world is upended when her father, the King, announces her arranged marriage to Prince Darius of a neighboring kingdom. Anya accepts the news with her characteristic poise, but a thrill of anticipation and unease settles over her. A new kingdom, a new life – perhaps it holds the chance for something more than just duty. However, as Anya and Darius embark on their journey to his domain, the prince's charming facade begins to crack, revealing a colder, more calculating man beneath. The veneer of a loving marriage crumbles faster than a sandcastle in a storm. Darius's indifference morphs into a calculated cruelty that thrives on Anya's silence. He revels in subtle jabs and public humiliations, chipping away at Anya's spirit with each barb. Yet, through it all, Anya remains the picture of stoicism, her smile a weapon against the emotional warfare that has become her waking life. Tragedy strikes when Anya discovers she is pregnant, a glimmer of hope in the darkness of her marriage. But this hope is shattered when she suffers a devastating miscarriage, one that is revealed to be the result of a calculated act of poison. Anya's grief is compounded by the betrayal, as she learns that Darius, with his mistress Esme, orchestrated the loss of her child. The death of Anya's unborn child marks the end of the obedient princess and the birth of a woman hardened by betrayal and determined to seek justice. Anya begins to shed her role as a passive observer, educating herself in the ways of court politics and forging alliances with disgruntled nobles. Her transformation is aided by the arrival of Princess Genevieve, Darius's younger sister, who proves to be an unexpected ally in Anya's quest for vengeance. As Anya and Genevieve's bond deepens, they hatch a daring plan to expose Darius's cruelty and corruption. During a grand celebratory feast, Anya and Genevieve orchestrate a series of revelations that shatter Darius's carefully constructed image. #Yuri #Princess #betrayl #love #heartbreak #romance #cute #lovelife #lovestory #relationship #commitment

I died by being strangled by a barbed wire, later I worked as a grim reaper for 100 k years, and now finally my contract is over, Andromeda galaxy is such a nice place, But Im gonna f*ck It up! You like star destroyers? Check! You like space marines? Check! An MC who doesn't go the entire book without f*cking a single chick? Hell no! As long as there are t*ts and a hole, ITS GAME ON!

"Let's Live together. I want your body and I want to kill you, You also loved the sex and you want me dead too, so let's live together" >>> What is EVIL? I could give you a million definitions to explain what Evil means, but I'll do it in one word... ME. My daily live was like any other normal human being. Breath, Eat, Work, Sleep and Mutilate. Along with my Artificial Intelligence Barb, everything was beyond perfect. We had nice, fun activities like 'slice up the Old man', or 'dissect the beautiful lady'. But we mostly played 'smash the lady with a sledge hammer' and 'chase the lady around the house with an axe'. This was until I had my heart broken. Two major things happened to me after my heart got broken... One, I met a girl. And two... I accidentally met the devil. And now he doesn't want to let me go. He wants to make me a doorway between Hell and earth. A key that would drag in more souls to hell. He wants souls, but can not interfere with the affairs of humans directly, and I just think cutting people open is fun. All I had to do was continue what I was already doing. It was all going according to plan, until I realized I had more power than any living creature on earth. Being the devil's proxy wasn't enough anymore. Now I want more. Now... Now I want to make my own hell on earth. >>> "Now that you've given me so much power, what do you get in return?" "Nothing, just the souls of the unfortunate." the devil shrugs. "That's a lie, there's always something extra. So tell me what you want from me." "Okay fine. There is one thing." "What is it?" "Let it rain Hell on Earth" "with pleasure" >>> P.S Although it might seem like a horror movie, it's a romance story. A romance between two blood-crazed psychopaths. Okay, I'll be honest, it's a mixture of gore and romance. My story is a Gore-mance. >> >> The world in this story is a little bit different from earth as we know it, and it's a fantasy novel so some names of places have either been changed or just remodeled. Follow on Instagram : @queenanovels08

Zivali A girl who kissed her without a reasonable thought. Emilia A girl who slapped her in the best manner possible. Two girls met off the wrong side of the bat, the kind wrapped in barbed wire. But it doesn't end there. Due to circumstances, they live under the same roof for a short period of time. If not careful, a lot can be revealed - secrets hidden under a black veil. However, Emila has more than she's letting on, confusing ones at that. Zivali can say the same although victims tell a different story. Strangely, Emilia seems to know of Zivali's nightmares. Who is she and why is Zivali so tempted by her? Every image of Emilia gives her a memory of harsh truths and a body that seduces Zivali until she's broken. Let's hope the nightmare has a sweet ending. This is a lesbian book, if you aren't interested in anything of the sort, then please don't waste your time. Thank You :)

The high class have everything. Power, wealth and beauty. They influence everything in this world of war. The poor fight for them, just for the chance to become them. The schools are based on the Lord's needs and cater to the empire's every whim. Will academies fall with rebellious raids or will a saviour redeem them to a state of glory? Where is the povershed's hero? They may just be in the ranks of the enemy...

Zero a boy deemed worthless by his parents and siblings awakens a power that he cannot fully contain. and shows who he truly is.

Levi, a young child with a large build was adopted from a Russian orphanage by an English couple who lived in the countryside. However, this couple weren't as perfect as they seemed, as the burly farmer abused his wife freely, while their adopted son watched. However, after a tragic farming accident, his adopted father passed away, and Levi and his 'mother' were forced to move to the city due to their lack of income and her lack of qualifications. Now living in a large block of flats, Levi's way of life greatly changed, being abused by his mother due to his large build resembling her abusive dead husband.

After finding out that her boyfriend was cheating on her, Qiao Sisi slept with a handsome stranger she picked up at the bar, only to wake up and realize that he was Zheng Zeyi, the cousin of her deadly rival, Yang Yueyue. She fled the room in a fluster, and put the embarrassing drunken fumble behind her. Unexpectedly, the cold, roguish Zheng Zeyi came to her with a proposal—enter into a contractual engagement with him! It was a tempting offer Sisi could not resist, and it came with other perks. He could help her get a foot in the door of the prestigious Jinyu Company. It was a dream come true for an aspiring jewelry designer like her! Sisi threw herself into the career opportunity of a lifetime, and as she exchanged barbs with Zeyi, she felt the first stirrings of attraction to him. Meanwhile, the resentful Yueyue was determined to thwart both her ambition and her blossoming relationship with her cousin.

[COMPLETE] Reth avançait vers elle, le menton bas afin que l'ombre projetée par sa mâchoire sévère tranche à travers le col fourré épais de son gilet. Ses cheveux étaient tombés sur ses yeux dans la bagarre, ainsi il la guettait à travers comme un lion dans l'herbe. À chaque pas, sa démarche gracieuse et ondulante lui rappelait celle d'un prédateur traquant sa proie. Malgré le sol de la forêt jonché de brindilles et de feuilles, il ne faisait aucun bruit. « Qui-qui êtes-vous ? » bégayait Elia, reculant, les mains levées. Il suivait chacun de ses pas jusqu'à ce qu'elle bute brusquement contre l'arbre derrière elle—et il ne s'arrêta pas avant de se dresser au-dessus d'elle, si large que ses épaules et sa poitrine formaient un mur devant elle. Elle pouvait sentir la chaleur émanant de sa peau dans l'air frais de la nuit. « Je suis le Roi Léonin. » Sa voix était un gravier sombre et rauque. Derrière lui, un chœur de hoquets, de hurlements et de gazouillements d'assentiment s'élevait du peuple qui regardait. « Et vous êtes ? » « Elia, » souffla-t-elle. « Elia, » grogna-t-il, se penchant encore plus près, apportant avec lui le parfum du pin et de la pluie et le musc de quelque chose d'indiscutablement masculin. « Je suis Reth. » Il prononçait le nom avec un roulement guttural étrange dans la gorge. « Je suis le Roi des Bêtes. Je suis Chef de Clan, et je suis l’Alpha de WildWood. » Plusieurs grondements s'élevèrent alors de la foule derrière lui, mais il les ignorait. Elia déglutit tandis qu'il se penchait jusqu'à ce que la barbe hirsute sur sa mâchoire râpât sa joue. « Je suis le Roi, » dit-il, « Et vous serez ma compagne. » La forêt derrière lui explosa. ****** Elia est une étudiante universitaire pauvre jusqu'à la nuit où elle est emmenée dans le monde de l'Anima—régi par des humains dont les cœurs anciens battent avec le sang des animaux. Là, elle est forcée de participer à un combat à mort. Mais quand Elia survit, et refuse de tuer son dernier adversaire, le Roi doit soit la tuer lui-même, soit la prendre pour compagne. Reth, le brutal Roi des Bêtes au sang de lions, choque tout le monde quand il choisit la faible humaine Elia pour devenir sa Reine. Il lui promet tout le confort de sa richesse et de sa position—mais il est clair : Elle ne réchauffera pas sa couche. Il l'a choisie pour contrer ceux qui tentaient de le coincer en mêlant sa lignée Léonine avec celle des Loups. Elia a besoin de l'aide de l'Anima pour devenir plus forte et les gouverner bien. Mais les Loups vengeurs voient seulement une humaine faible qui leur a fait honte. Alors qu'Elia et Reth se rapprochent, les loups sont déterminés à la détruire. Reth et Elia admettront-ils leurs sentiments l'un pour l'autre à temps pour lutter pour le Royaume—et leurs vies—contre la tribu de loups malveillante ? Ou les loups tueront-ils Elia et s'empareront-ils du trône ? [Contenu mature - pas de violence sexuelle] Couverture utilisée avec l'autorisation de copyright payée. Illustrée par Aenaluck—voir plus de magnifique art et les soutenir sur www.patreon.com/aenaluck

[COMPLET - GAGNANT SILVER 8 000 $USD : Compétition Loup-garou 2022] Zev avançait vers elle, toute la beauté brutale et éclatante, menton baissé et ces yeux perçants incroyables fixés sur elle. Il ne s'arrêta qu'à un souffle d'elle et bloqua sa vue de tous les autres mâles du cercle. Ses yeux se baissèrent sur sa bouche tandis qu'il se penchait, son murmure jouant sur sa peau. « Tu. Es. À. Moi. » Sa voix profonde vibrait dans son ventre alors que les hurlements de la meute de loups s'élevaient derrière lui pour se répercuter à travers les montagnes de Thana, tandis que les autres Chimères contestaient sa revendication. Luttant contre l'envie de caresser son large torse nu avec ses mains tremblantes, Sasha se força à incliner la tête et à lever un sourcil. « Si audacieux pour un jeune loup qui vient de trouver ses crocs. » Les autres mâles rugirent de rire. Ignorant leurs railleries, les yeux de Zev pétillèrent et il se pencha encore plus près, la barbe naissante sur sa mâchoire la chatouillant alors qu'il souriait. « Si audacieuse pour une humaine qui connaît déjà le plaisir de souffler mon nom. » Elle frissonna lorsque ses dents effleurèrent son oreille. ***** Juste quelques jours après que Sasha se soit donnée à son amour d'enfance, il disparut. Cinq ans plus tard, dans une sombre rue de la ville, Zev revint - avec le danger à ses trousses. Zev est une Chimère : Moitié humain, moitié loup. Fabriqué dans un laboratoire de recherche sécurisé, son existence est un secret. Mais quand les hommes puissants qui l'ont créé tentent de tuer la seule femme qui ait jamais fait chanter son cœur, Zev rompt leur laisse et l'emmène dans le monde brutal et caché des clans Chimères. Déchirée entre l'attraction magnétique de son premier amour et la douloureuse trahison de sa disparition, Sasha essaie de garder Zev à distance. Mais lorsqu'ils atteignent cet univers mystérieux, Zev découvre qu'en son absence, les humains ont pris le contrôle et ont volé presque toutes les femelles. Les Chimères meurent - et Zev n'est plus l'Alpha. Maintenant, Zev doit combattre son propre peuple pour gagner le droit de s'accoupler avec son unique amour. Peut-il lui prouver que sa promesse de longue date de protéger son cœur, ainsi que son corps, était vraie ? Ou bien les humains traverseront-ils les mondes pour chasser le loup et séparer les amants pour toujours ? [Contenu mature, pas d'agression sexuelle] Image de couverture par Aenaluck et utilisée avec permission et droits d'auteur rémunérés. Découvrez plus d'art magnifique et soutenez l'artiste sur www.patreon.com/aenaluck

In a world reborn after the cataclysmic end of the last era, the stage is set for a new age of gods, demons, and heroes. The gods stir from their ancient slumber, demons emerge from the abyss, and chosen mortals rise to claim their place as the era's shining protagonists. But unknown to them, a greater force lurks in the shadows. Reincarnated into this chaotic realm, a mysterious soul awakens with the power to change the world. To him, the gods, demons, and mortals are nothing more than dolls in a grand performance. With a chilling smile, he whispers to the heavens and the abyss alike, "Welcome to my show." As destinies intertwine and power struggles ensue, the puppeteer begins his game, where the lines between master and pawn blur, and no one—not even the gods—can escape his unseen hand. Will the era’s champions rise to break free from the strings, or will they dance to the tune of the Puppeteer's Game?

Taken place in Queens, New York, the one and only Peter Parker, or known as Spiderman, struggles to handle his severe and lethal conflict alone. *Will be updated every week or so*

First the water, then the screams, next lashes of the barbed whips against the back of those who haven't woken up yet, they cry and the Captors laugh.

Getting into Barbs high school was every teens dream in the big city. Eighteen years old Belle just got a scholarship to study there; and she was willing to become one of their very best. The school was one of the most recommended rich schools in the big city of Lurwell; which contained top notch kids who were pampered and rude. Barbs high school had two stars that makes fellow students go gaga for. They were Lucas and John. The same age mate with Belle. They might have the whole school attention directed at them but they had different characteristics. Lucas was a gentle bookworm and gets unfiltered attention from half of the girls. Although he was poor and also on scholarship, being smart and handsome pulled him to the top. John was the nonchalant type, gets the girls attention but never brainy and a big time bully with Lucas as his sworn enemy. His well influence father made him reach the top. Now fate had it way and the two guys liked the same girl. Who would belle choose? Lucas or John? Find out in this sizzling story.

"We live in a world torn apart by a never-ending war, between all and none. The trenches and barbed wires are decorating the landscapes. The muddy grounds are dyed crimson by the blood of our comrades and enemies. The nations, never standing victorious and yet, never defeated. That is the harsh reality of the Everlasting War, the war which never ends. What more can we do, but hope?" - Hermil Steironh, Theocrate Soldier & Wise Scholar.

In the tumultuous realm of " ," follow the gripping tale of Jessica, a spirited farmer's daughter, and Prince Raye, the enigmatic heir to the throne of Avaloria. Set against the backdrop of a picturesque village and a majestic castle, their lives intertwine in a story of bitter rivalry, forbidden desire, and the transformative power of love. From their first encounter at the annual Harvest Festival, Jessica and Prince Raye are locked in a battle of wills fueled by generations of animosity between their families. Their interactions are laced with barbs and insults, their hearts hardened by the bitter feud that has torn their kingdom apart for centuries. But beneath the surface of their mutual disdain lies a forbidden attraction that neither can ignore. As they clash like titans in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, their hearts are pulled inexorably towards each other, their animosity giving way to a fiery passion that threatens to consume them both. Yet, their love is forbidden by the rigid constraints of society and the expectations of their warring families. Caught between duty and desire, Jessica and Prince Raye must navigate treacherous waters as they struggle to reconcile their feelings with the bitter rivalry that divides them. As they grapple with their own inner demons and the machinations of those who seek to tear them apart, Jessica and Prince Raye are forced to confront the true nature of their feelings and the sacrifices they are willing to make for love. In a world where loyalties are tested and alliances are shattered, "Bitter Rivalry, Forbidden Desire" is a riveting tale of enemies-to-lovers romance, where passion and betrayal collide in a battle for the heart's true desires. Join Jessica and Prince Raye on a journey of redemption, forgiveness, and the enduring power of love as they discover that sometimes, the greatest love stories are born from the ashes of conflict.

I slowly, very, very quietly walked through the dark, unfamiliar forest I have decided to cross. This was a shortcut to the pack house from my house and I know my mother and stepfather would never think of looking for me hear. This was Dark Midnight pack's land. From a bird's eye view, my pack, the Dark Moon Pack land was shaped like a bean but the little curve of the bean was part of the Dark Midnight pack which now, I have to cross to get to my pack house. Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!... I feel my heart beating painfully fast. I was so scared of being caught by the alpha's guards if they ever caught a whiff of my scent. I wanted to reach out to my weak little wolf to have company while I crossed this particular portion of the Dark Midnight Pack's land but decided against it for fear the pack warriors might scent my wolf out. Not so far away, I can see the bright lights where I knew the house of the alpha was located. It was Damon's birthday party. The soon-to-be alpha of the pack and the biggest bully of the school I attended. "Almost halfway now." I said to myself as I caught a whiff of my pack's scent even though my pack's land was much too far away yet. Fixing my backpack which started to fall from my shoulders, I continued walking straight to where I knew my packs' land border was located but then my foot unintentionally stopped moving, seeming to have been rooted to the soft ground as panic and excitement start to swirl in my heart, as I smell the most amazing smell of pine and ocean breeze combined. "Mate." I realize my mate is presently at the alpha house where the soon-to-be alpha is celebrating his birthday. Thankful that I was gifted the sense of smell ten times stronger than any wolf that I could smell a certain scent even from miles away, I resolutely walk faster, determined to reach the border before my scents me out. My weak little wolf traitorously decides to accompany me on my little run from my house, across my nemesis' land, to my pack's pack house which lightly irritates me, as I know this could send my weak scent to my mate with a little wind movement. I was almost at least a few steps to the border when I realize that the beautiful scent of pine and ocean breeze is getting stronger. My mate must have scented me out and has moved from the house, looking for me. Goddess knows what would happen to me if I ever get caught by this pack's territory by any pack member, warrior, or by my nightmare, the soon-to-be-alpha himself. I feel my wolf whining, pleading for me to stay and wait for our mate to find us but with determination, I climb over the barbed wires separating the two pack lands, being careful not to have my clothes or bag entangled to the wires. As I reach the top, I smell that delicious smell getting even stronger and I cross first my right foot then my left over the top of the fence, feeling my heart beating so fast. I drop down from the top and ran to the direction of my pack's pack house just as I hear twigs getting stepped on from the direction I came from. Thank Goddess they will not be able to see me, hopefully, they would not try to climb the barbed wires as I did just to find me. Then I soothe my wolf, reminding her of all the bullying we have had to injure from the alpha and all other students from that pack. I take deep breathes to calm my heart before knocking at the door of the pack house.

Honkai Impact 3rd. Known by the mainstream internet as Genshin Impact's less popular cousin, but anyone who has more than a passing familiarity with the game will tell you that it is far more than that. The alien threat of the Honkai. The MOTHs. The Kaslana, Schariac, and Apocalypse houses. Shickiscal, Anti-Entropy, and Grey Serpent. Ego, Reason, Void, Thunder, Wind, Ice, Death, Flame, Sentience, Earth, Dominance, Binding, Corruption, and the End. Stigmata, Divine Keys, ELFs, so many concepts and key players in the story of this game. The characters within have gone through great suffering in their journeys, maturing and growing as people. Strung between the strings of fate, they took it by the throat and tore a path to their happy ending, for the whole world, but especially those they care for. Seeing this tightly woven tale of tragedy and willpower could move anyone to emotion, even if only for the first time. One cannot help but wonder if even a fraction of the suffering everyone has gone through was avoidable. Regrettably, however, attempting to alter the events would be akin to walking through a minefield covered in barbed wire. Any deviation from the known path would either have ruinous consequences for you and those you care for, or just be a waste of time. At least, so i thought in the beginning... - *. Murata

This great book tells the story of a young girl, Barbara Marvel Jesus otherwise Babe, Barb, Barbie, Barbara or simply Marvel as she enjoys being called. Babe is a sixteen years old girl who had to move from a big city like Allentown to a remote Duncan Town. The previous year, she lost her father who was a rich, successful pilot before his death and left her a fortune. As if moving to Duncan Town wasn't enough, she had a pedophilic stepfather and a disturbed older stepbrother to deal with. Duncan high school was the only schooling option she had. Popular kids, bullies, the power-thirsty, attention seekers and a psychotic principal are all elements of Duncan high. The pressure for the only spot in an all-expenses-paid scholarship by a generous donor is the high and Babe has to do the unthinkable to get through. Will she stick to her morals or will she give in to desperation? Will Babe ever get her head up? Will she survive or will she perish? Will she fall and never rise again? Will everything she touches ever turn to gold? What happens when her stepfather gets a new habit? A new addiction? And her mum suffers from a life-threatening illness? What then she finds out the truth? ______________________________________ Know the truth and the truth shall set you free......or haunt you forever? Will she name and shame? Will her family ever survive the storm? Is she ready for a whole new responsibility? Will she rise above her problems? Will she have the last laugh? _________________________________ If there is one thing life has taught me, it's that not every story has a happy ending? - Bojuwoye Ayoola Babe's Diary is the book you should read this season. It's is realistic fiction, it talks about real-life issues and is directed to the general audiences. It's a book you can discover yourself in. The author brings you closer to the character and creates a connection such that you can substitute yourself in the book. There were times I found myself disagreeing with my own characters. It's like I am living the story and I think you should do the same, of course, it doesn't matter what I think....lol. I enjoyed writing this book so much and I hope you enjoy reading it. This book is # Child abuse # Romance # Teen # Tragedy. This book may be quite different from other books you have read but am positive in the end you will be glad reading it. I could rightly tag it the book of all times but I won't be so forward.... lmao. I'll leave you to decide, share this book if you agree. © This book is written by me @Bojuwoye Ayoola and is not a property of anyone but me. The cover image does not belong to me but to Inkstone™. ________________________ Muchas gracias Dios por la inspiración para escribir este libro. I give thanks to the supreme being. My appreciation goes to my parents and siblings too and to all of my fans out there for the encouragement and support. Thank you so much. A big shout-out to Webnovel for the opportunity and I hope this book gets a front-page recommendation someday. Contact Author: Discord: @Bojuwoye Ayoola Email; eenahwrites@gmail.com Discord server https://discord.gg/VvDzXrp Follow on Instagram: eenahwrites Twitter: Bojuwoye Ayoola Like, comment, share, vote and review. Send power stones too......Duncan High could really use a renovation...lmao. Gift this author if she ever made you laugh.

Cordelia Nightshade is a 23-year-old human girl who discovers the truth about her family and clan - they are not human. To love eternally, she has to die, to die she has to live and to live... she has to learn the difference between Myth and Truth - if there is any. As life would have it, the voices she's heard in her head since birth has a purpose far more sinister than just being annoying. When Cordelia meets the big, dark-haired Allan Maine, she turns the entire immortal world upside down - breaking all the rules and changing history as they know it. This is not what you expect from a love story - it is Certainly what you expect from a love story until you reach the darker side - where the reality clash with mythology. Where do you draw the line and how much is possible to endure? Excerpt: I gaze up and notice the colors lashing out of an angry paintbrush over the horizon. The knot in my stomach is a vivid notification, reminding me of being as irritated as the enflamed and ginger tints marking the sky. From where I’m sitting, the towering volcano in the distance looks lonely yet proud. I marvel at the magnitude of nature rendering the likes of me insignificant. I’m just a small biological mass cowering at the foot of a fire goddess; nothing special. The prickly patches of grass and barbed brushes under my naked legs recommend moving. I inspect the scrapes and welts around my hands and knees with renewed vigor. By the time I distinguish the human shape from the other obscure and creeping shadows, it was too late. A sense of annoyed inconvenience forces my head to look up at the person blocking my view. What I thought I’d see was a family member. What I see is two deep, gilded eyes set in the moon-pale skin topped with dark hair rivaling black lava. I feel every last nerve recoil into tiny prickly hairs, standing straight up. The view of the man in front of me is a complete opposite rendition to fire goddess I just venerated. He is an enormous portrait hauntingly hanging in mid-air. My mouth dries rapidly but the trio who live in my mind become rather loud and verbal: “Run!” and “Hit it!” and “Stay calm dearie, for your safety.” As so many times before in my life, I ignore them altogether. I do not own the image nor the story. I found the story really interesting, so that is why I want to share it with everyone. So that they can enjoy reading something fascinating.