Herschel Duffle

"Going somewhere Kavyaa?" Kavyaa came to an abrupt stop when his black car blocked her path. He got out of his car wearing a new shirt and coat. Did he just say my real name? "Www..what?" She asked puzzled by what he just said. A short smirk plastered his once scared face. "I said are you going somewhere Mia?" This time he used her fake name to keep her at ease. Lie! Her mind screamed. She clutched her duffle bag tightly. This man just killed someone! Someone that I used to know. She was lucky to have escaped before he caught sight of her. Moreover, this man in front of her was not ordinary. She couldn't believe he was something out of the horror books, and unfortunately, she'd had a run-in with him before. In his true form, he now hid away behind his sharp gaze. "I'm...I'm just going hh..home." She stuttered. They both knew she had gone the wrong way. It was clearly out of town. Still, her guardian understood her intentions. Escape from him. He would never allow her to do that, especially since she intrigued him too much. For he sensed she wasn't quite human herself. He opened up the car door for her, like the perfect gentleman. "Come on get in. After all, you don't want to be heading home alone at this hour of the night?" -- Kavyaa, a nineteen-year-old girl is in trouble. She's being hunted down by a person who killed her foster family. She ran for her life, and luckily she ran into an unlikely creature that saved her life. A cop soon rescued her from the road and got her into a witness protection program. She was sent to live in a small town, with secrets of it's own. When she finds out about the town's deadly secret, Kavyaa makes it her mission to escape. After all, wouldn't you when your guardian kills a stalker that is after you. However, her so-called guardian too has found out about her. Kavyaa is not strictly speaking human herself. He was told to not reveal his canine truth to her, unfortunately, she'd been seen by the monster himself. ... Hi everyone. This book is now published under the title THE NIGHT OF A BAD MOON. Mature read R18 If you like it, please give it a review and save this story in your library.

Almost every squad has that one operative that is a bit reckless, destructive, or just downright crazy. Well, this is a squad that has all three and somehow complete their missions in one piece. Regardless of how much explosives they can pack in a duffle bag.

[A parallel Earth ] When one talk about detective , our mind instantly think of a intelligent and sharp mind with a duffle coat and a attractive , charming personality or a mysterious personality . And by keeping this personality in mind , INTERPOL ( International Police ) searched World's most intelligent person . They find him as well but what they saw was totally different from their imagination as that person was sluggish and lazy , named Dery Clyborne . Not only INTERPOL but Mafias were also finding him . Derry had two choices , what he would choose ? One side , International Police and on the other side Mafias with arms . * [ The cover page is belong to the respective owners .]

[All she ever yearned for was to be seen, not just in passing, but to be truly witnessed and embraced by the warmth of genuine love.] [All he ever yearned for was to reunite with her, to love her once more.] ________ Nikolas and his fiancé, Lyle, met a tragic end at sea, their dreams unfulfilled as cold, dark waters claimed them. In this new realm, one forgot their shared past, while the other tirelessly sought his lost lover, holding onto the hope that fate had brought them both to this enchanted world. __________ The Abandoned Princess, Raelixe Klair Herschel and the Great Young Duke, Nikolas Zorana. Raelixe, a princess forsaken by her own family and kingdom. At 18, she faced accusations of poisoning her half-brother, the Crown Prince, and met her demise at the hands of her own father during her execution. "I am certain that not even the devils will want a useless wretch like you." These words echoed as her father's sword pierced her chest. Just as she believed she'd reached Elysium, she awoke in her thirteen-year-old self! Driven by vengeance and the thirst for power, she'll stop at nothing to assume the role of the ultimate villainess in this life. "No longer will I endure the abuse as the meek princess. This time, I shall seize the throne with force and obliterate any who dare to obstruct my path!" __________ Nikolas, the Young Duke of Zorana, harbors a secret he intends to carry to his grave. By the Emperor of Sol's command, he was dispatched to the Kingdom of Haniel, where an unexpected encounter awaited him: the young Princess Raelixe, who implored him for his hand in marriage. "Marry me, Duke Nikolas Helios Zorana!" "It's rather peculiar to wed someone you've just met, but very well. Henceforth, you shall be the future duchess of Zorana." "I knew you wouldn't agree so readily, so I—wait, what?" "I shall accept your proposal, Princess Raelixe. Yet, there is one condition..." Their sudden engagement was beyond understanding. [Orphic Engagement] ....... [EXCEPT 1] Nikolov couldn't help but be captivated by Raelixe's radiant smile. Her gentle, emerald eyes glistened like precious gems bathed in the sun's embrace. "Her true nature is far removed from the façade she wears." This radiant young woman was no villain. She was a child betrayed by those she held dear, craving her parents' affection and the love of her people. She bore the scars of childhood wounds, much like my beloved Lyle. Yet, deep within, I understood she wasn't Lyle. And for the sake of the love I hold for my life's true companion, I could not allow myself to love her. ..... [EXCEPT 2] I often find myself entranced by his enchanting blood-red eyes, wondering why such beauty perpetually conceals a sense of sorrow. Whenever our hands touch, a genuine smile graces his face momentarily. However, an ominous shadow soon clouds his eyes, and he releases my hand. Occasionally, I catch him gazing at me with intense scrutiny—or perhaps, through me, as though seeking someone else. Always in search of that elusive figure. I ponder the identity of this elusive person, the role they played in his sadness, and whether he truly sees me for who I am when he looks at me. Will there ever come a time when he gazes at me without that lingering sadness? I yearn for the moment when I can hold his hand without him pulling away, without that dark cloud descending over his eyes. He remains an enigma that I can't decipher. ............