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The Witch in the Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge.
Devilbesideyou666 · 70.8K Views

Dans les Années Silencieuses de Mon Mariage

Sept ans après être devenue l'épouse sourde-muette de Pearson, un accident de voiture m'a rendu l'ouïe. J'ai enduré la douleur de l'acier perçant ma peau et j'ai passé un appel vidéo à Pearson. Avant que je puisse parler, j'ai entendu la voix de ma meilleure amie : "Pearson, peux-tu m'accompagner moi et mon enfant ce soir ?" Pearson m'a dit avec indifférence qu'il ne pouvait pas rentrer à la maison à cause du travail, mais en même temps, il s'est tourné et lui a répondu : "Bien sûr !" J'ai ressenti une douleur aiguë dans le bas-ventre et du sang rouge vif a coulé entre mes cuisses. Je lui ai fait des signes paniqués et j'ai dit de façon incohérente : "Sauve l'enfant !" Mais Pearson a ignoré ma panique et a raccroché. Quand j'ai essayé de rappeler, j'ai découvert qu'il m'avait bloquée. Je ne pouvais que regarder le fœtus de huit mois mourir dans mon ventre. À ce moment-là, ma meilleure amie a envoyé une vidéo d'elle et Pearson célébrant l'anniversaire de son enfant de trois ans. Dans la vidéo, l'enfant appelait tendrement Pearson "Papa". J'étais engourdie de partout, j'ai enduré la douleur déchirante, j'ai sorti une jambe de la voiture et j'ai rampé dehors. À cet instant, la voiture a explosé. J'ai regardé les flammes déchaînées, j'ai enlevé ma bague et l'ai jetée dans le feu. Ensuite, j'ai envoyé un message à mes parents que je n'avais pas contactés depuis longtemps : "Maman et Papa, j'accepte d'aller à l'étranger pour ma rééducation et de prendre en charge le Groupe Sterling."
ManyWriters · 960 Views

New Luna! New Rules!

“What? Are you flustered? You just had sex with an older woman?” Evelyn said, pouting. “Your perky breasts would disagree, my little flame”, Drake responded, staring intently into her soul with a smile on his face. Evelyn lost all sense of duty as she stared into the eyes of the stray wolf, Drake, the unmistakable resemblance to her past lover, the late Lycan king, the only man who gave her everything she was. Her world further crashed when he called her “little flame”, only Damian dared to call her that. Damian Blackhood before his demise had made her the sole heiress of his castle and trained her fervently, he was aware of the brutal ancient prophecy that his successor wasn't going to be from his bloodline but a flame in his life, Evelyn was that flame, he ignited it, a once discarded Omega trained to become Ravenclaw‘s Luna. But he kept a crucial secret from her; he was dying. Their love thrived until one night when Damian fell ill and Evelyn had to watch her once vibrant lover fade away gradually, he handed over everything he had to her and died, against mixed acceptance from the pack, she became the Luna of the pack navigating the roughness of the powerful position, forming alliances, breaking some, fighting battles. The greatest battle she had to fight was developing a forbidden affection for a young stray wolf boy who was the reincarnation of her lover, twenty years after he had left her stranded. Would she embrace her second chance at love even if it defies time itself? Would she deny herself happiness and hold on forever to the ghost of the past?
muonekeeazzy · 7.3K Views
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