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The Wall of Sins

Faron grew up haunted and fascinated by the tale of The Wall of Sins—a story whispered to children as a warning against wickedness. According to legend, God punished humanity’s sins with natural disasters and unleashed the Forsaken, three cursed tribes bent on annihilation. Only the intervention of the Pure One, a sinless man, saved humanity, sealing the Forsaken behind an impenetrable wall. But the wall is real, and so are the Forsaken. When Faron unknowingly commits the last sin, the Wall of Sins crumbles, unleashing the vengeful tribes upon the world. Though no one knows he is the one responsible, Faron feels the weight of guilt pressing down on him. Desperate to protect his family and lover from the wrath of the Forsaken, he joins the Flag Bearers, humanity’s last line of defense. Among their ranks is the legendary Black Flag, a fierce and unyielding fighting force tasked with defending what remains of humanity. As Faron battles the Forsaken, he uncovers dark truths buried beneath centuries of myth. The world is not as it seems, and neither are the humans he is fighting to save. Secrets about the Pure One, the Forsaken, and the nature of humanity itself force Faron to question everything he has ever believed. In a tale of survival, sacrifice, and shifting loyalties, Faron must confront the sins of the past, his own culpability, and the future of a species on the brink of extinction. Will he cling to his faith in humanity, or will the truth he uncovers lead him to a devastating choice?
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Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
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