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Isabella Martini, all she ever wanted was to find her mate and live a peaceful life with him. But all of that comes spirally down when she is accused of killing her sister. Despite being the daughter of the Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, no one believed her, not even her Alpha, Alpha Gael Romano. To make amends for the crime she did not commit, she agrees to marry Alpha Romano. But that does not go as planned, and when she realizes that he plans to kill her, that is her final straw. Now a broken soul, she wanders into the rogue territory, trying to build her life again. Arlo Bianchi, Alpha of the Black Knight Pack. He has been whispered as Death for the numerous deaths that stain his hands. Everyone is afraid of the monster he has become, but what would happen when Isabella stumbles upon his land? Will he kill her on sight, or will she be the key to his cold heart? Find out more in this book.

Separated from the beloved Moon Goddess Chang'er, Tuzi the former-bunny turned divine lady, is violently thrown from the Realm of Gods into the Mortal Realm. Can Moon stay focused long enough to solve the mystery of who stole her beloved Tuzi, with the too-handsome-for-his-own-good, God of Sky distracting her at every clue's reveal? Why did the Sky God’s best soldier Atlas dive into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi? Will Tuzi be able to guard her heart against this dashing soldier? Why are so many alpha gods suddenly so interested in her business? And why are mosquitos the absolute worst…? Solve the mystery of the Moon Goddess’s stolen lady, in this romantic, funny and action-packed spin on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny. Bet you can't figure out who did it! [Novel images are AI generated] ******************** [Excerpt from Novel] The Goddess remembered that day clearly. As she floated in the sky near the cold doors of death, she shivered. She had lost too much blood. The pain was overtaking her senses. She knew she was dying. She hugged the rabbit in her arms even tighter, not wanting to drop her loyal friend. How the Goddess had wished she could see her loved one, just one last time, she thought sadly. The cold began to invade every part of her body, spreading itself like sharp frost through her bones. She had not thought that she would die feeling so lonely and scared. She choked back a sob. She wasn't sure if her eyes were becoming hazy and blurry from her tears or from her consciousness slipping away... "You're safe now... I will never let anything bad happen to you..." "Thank you..." she whispered gratefully. When the Goddess finally awakened, she was home within her palace in the Realm of Gods. She sat up slowly in her bed assessing her surroundings. Sunlight shone through the grand windows onto freshly cut flowers on the bedside table. She could hear the song birds serenading the world outside. The air smelled like a mix of vanilla and honey. Nothing was out of place here. She was wearing a light nightgown. She lifted the hem of it so she could take a look at her body. Her light skin was smooth and glowing. There were no injuries at all. For a moment, she wondered if her time on Earth as Queen Chang’er was nothing but a dream. She took a deep breath when she felt something moving under the blanket. Curious, she lifted back the covers and gazed into the face of the little rabbit who had been her companion through it all. The Goddess’s eyes became wet with tears as she lifted the rabbit up onto her lap. She couldn’t believe that the little bunny survived the journey to the Realm of Gods. “Was it you who saved me…?” The rabbit rubbed its furry face against her hands, wiggling her little cotton tail, happy that her master had finally awakened from her long slumber. “You silly one…” The Goddess touched her finger against the rabbit’s nose, which caused it to twitch slightly. “For your kindness,” she said gently, “I will repay you, my little Tuzi.” The Goddess worked her magic and changed Tuzi’s form into a human. Forever her companion and friend. The legend of Chang’er goes, that she became the Moon Goddess in the heavens, accompanied by her loyal white rabbit. Sometimes, if one stares long enough at the Moon, they can see the rabbit shift into a human.

--- In the Roan Kingdom, within the grand mansion of the Alestra family, Aron and Alena gazed lovingly at the child in their arms. "His name will be Ryan," they declared with smiles. "Ryan Alestra." The boy smiled back, as if content with his new name. Meanwhile, the ancient ruins of a forgotten palace were uncovered deep within the Dark Forest. Standing before them was Malice, one of the most powerful witches on the continent of Syria. As she took in the sight, a wicked laugh escaped her — the promise of knowledge and power was intoxicating. This is a tale of relationships. A tale of mysteries. A tale of magic. A tale of destiny. A tale of darkness and light. ---

In a remote corner of the world, surrounded by a purple fog that only allows life within its limits, lives Aka, a girl born with a fragile body and condemned to a short life. In the small, quiet town in the valley, his days are filled with quiet explorations, observing the world from the shadows while dreaming of doing the same as everyone else. But one day, the silence is broken by an explosion at the entrance to the valley, one that brings with it not only destruction but a dark change that will affect his entire life. With her people in danger and the protective figures she loved now absent, Aka is forced to fight for her survival and uncover the ancient secrets that shroud the valley. Facing hidden threats and challenges that will test her will, Aka will embark on a journey towards the truth and, perhaps, towards the strength she never thought she possessed.

Isabella Winters never asked to be the heir to the Blackthorn Pack, but fate has other plans. Raised by an adoptive family after her parents were murdered in an ambush, she returns to the pack she never knew, only to find herself isolated, ridiculed, and caught in a dangerous power struggle. Her grandfather, Alpha Evan, is dying, and with him goes the future of the pack. To secure its future, he demands Isabella marry Lucas Blackwood, the pack’s golden boy and most likely successor to the throne. But Lucas has his own secrets. As the most adored member of the pack, he fears Isabella’s return might take away everything he’s worked for—the throne, the pack, and his future. Though he plays the part of the perfect gentleman in public, behind closed doors, he resents the very woman he’s supposed to marry. That is, until he begins to see the strength, wisdom, and leadership hidden beneath her quiet exterior. When the Blackthorn Pack is thrown into chaos by betrayal from within and a shocking assassination attempt on Alpha Evan, Isabella must confront her destiny. As dangerous enemies close in, Isabella discovers a hidden power that could make her the true leader the pack needs—but only if she can overcome the lies, betrayal, and her own doubts.

A delightful Christmas rom-com novel, ranging from 75,000 to 100,000 words. The story incorporate popular tropes such as 'enemies to lovers' and 'forced close proximity.'

Every scratch a little less remains. how many does it take before there is nothing left? the human body kind of binds itself together to continue on until it doesn't have the energy to. but what of a species that gave up that ability for wings? how high can they fly before the nicks and cuts become too much? This is the story of how several of these people tried to fly higher and how pride comes before the fall As someone coming into this with little experience, there will be a lot of things for me to work on, and I would like to get people's criticism.

A mysterious author. A boss. Who will definitely fall inlove at their first meet.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

"To the man I thought I could have, but I couldn't." ********** Karim was the man I met in Wisteria City, in a foreign Wisterian country. I thought he was just a normal person, but he turned out to be an army officer from an enemy country. Who would have known that this man was destined to be the future Prime Minister of his nation? Our worlds collided in a twist of fate, filled with passion, conflict, and the ultimate test of loyalty and love. We stood on the balcony, the city lights twinkling below us. I turned to Karim, my voice trembling. "So we're over?" He sighed, his eyes filled with pain. "No, you and I will never be over." "How can I trust you now?" I whispered, feeling the weight of the future. Karim stepped closer, his hand reaching out to touch mine. "Because my feelings for you are real. Despite the borders and politics, what we have is genuine." I pulled away, tears streaming down my face. "It's not that simple, Karim. You're an officer from an enemy country. We both know this can't work." He looked at me with a mixture of grief and determination. "I'll fight for us, Kristen. As much as I care about the politics, I care about you more." A sad smile tugged at my lips. "You say that now, but what about when you're Prime Minister? Can you promise me we'll still matter then?" Karim took my hand, his grip firm yet gentle. "I promise, I'll do everything in my power to make it work. You're worth it." Despite the turmoil, a part of me wanted to believe him. "You're a smooth talker, you know that?" He chuckled softly, a glimmer of his old charm returning. "Only for you, Princess." We stood there, locked in a moment that was as beautiful as it was heartbreaking, knowing that the path ahead was fraught with uncertainty but unable to let go of the connection we had found. ********** Will Karim be able to balance his love for Kristen with his political ambitions? Can Kristen overcome the boundaries set by their countries and find a way to be with Karim? What will happen when their secret relationship is exposed to the public? How will they navigate the challenges posed by their conflicting loyalties? Will their love survive the ultimate test of duty and destiny?

Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?

Imperially Yours...A blend of romance, royalty and fantasy. History is written by the victors that is why you hear the Elves tell their descendants how they conquered this land and still glorify such an exercise. This land used to belong to us. But then they came: an annexation that brought us all-all three races- together and still pulled us farther apart. And they established a social order. Elves first, Fae, and the humans at the lowest rung of that order. I cannot be disappointed with my parents enough for being who they were-humans-and then birthing me. That was a huge disservice to me. In this world, you were only Elven or nothing. I was nothing by extension. But I never embraced that status. I was destined for more-rebellion, subversion, sedition- but nothing prepared me for catching the attention of the Emperor of the Elven colonies...and I was going to pay for it. I still baffle at how I was increasingly attracted to the tyrant Emperor who was not just known to be condescending and ruthless but cold and unfeeling; unkind and cruel. In this midst of this I was going to change and experience things like I have never before and I will struggle with myself to overcome the darkness that seeks to take me with it. There are three types of Magic: Benign, Grey and Malign. Two kinds were outlawed: Grey and Malign. I possessed Malign magic within me and soon I would find out why it was outlawed...

In a universe where humanity is surrounded on all sides by xenos, rift creatures, abominations, and even other humans do they truly stand a chance? is there truly a hope that wont be snuffed out by an eldritch abomination?

A Londoner girl, Amy Allen, who was on a trip to her grandmother’s house in Cambridge, returns to London to her father’s house. There she resumes her normal life with her father and her three siblings, her 18-year-old twin brothers, and her 10-years-old sister. As the Second World War arrives, Amy and her sister Hannah try to discover the mysteries of the War.

A slacking ale maker is tasked by the noble squire with tutoring a brand new member of a visiting string orchestra to prepare for the upcoming kingdom concerto. But competition in the beverage industry proves a threat to his well being, and to make matters worse, a mysterious string of gruesome murders arise and people of importance go missing within the kingdom walls and it seems that fingers may point in his direction...

(# horreur) plonger dans les méandres des entrailles terrestre à la rencontre de trois hideuses petites créatures , sous la conduite de la fine plume du jeune Philippe B.kein.

Women are being taken every full moon and it's up to Minerva to bring an end to this catastrophe until she ends up being taken herself by another village that transforms into werewolves and steals women away from villages. Why are they only stealing women? It's up to Minerva to fight her way out of this predicament and save her village from extinction.

The two protagonists, Bruise and Goliath, Venture out into the word to become knights but as fate would have it, they would wake a monster that would destroying everything.

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.

“AHHHHHH!” Pain. “STOP ITTTT!” Agony. “Leave him alone…” regrets. Everything we felt that night, stayed and haunted us. AleXavier is the name but pain was never really the game. Follow my life as I had put it into a book to show and tell you how and what happened and how you can either learn from it with me or be deluded by everyone else. Follow me to the unknown of my life…if ya dare.

A girl and Boy falls in love during theirs Teens . Different geners of both becomes an challenge for both to continue their relation .The girl with Halo and Boy with Horns are going to continue their relation.Whats on their Way ? let's see . Meet Tara & Ronn with a different story . Hope I don't dismay you .

When Persephone Athena James first met Bodhi Patrick O'Neill, a bond formed between them. As time passed and they grew, a love formed between them. When the future became the present, their secrets divided them. What secrets are they hiding and can the truth lead them back together?

An adopted child, Heidi was a smart and obedient girl because she had to be. Used as a scapegoat by her family, she was sent to become the political bridge between two empires. Taken in by the House of the infamous White King, Lord Nicholas Rune, she would be cared for and supervised until her wedding with his cousin, Warren Lawson. A man whose gentle appearance and benevolent manner earned him the title White King of the Empire, Lord Nicholas was a man kindest to the souls around him. Very few knew about the truth that lay beneath his beautiful visage. Who could predict a little human girl would bring out the best and the worst of a noble pureblood? ----- “Now, tell me, Heidi, why do I have a bad taste in women?” As Lord Nicholas took a step forward, she took a step back. Heidi had said too much, and she regretted it. Would he let her go free? Gulping, she warned him, "What you're doing could be considered harassment, milord." "I wouldn’t. I’d call it persuasion.” He took another step towards her, his frame towering over her. "I believe the dictionary in your library would disagree with you, milord." She retreated another step back, shrinking away, hoping he would give up. “I keep the good one in my room. You can come to see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Her back struck the wall behind her. "You haven’t answered my question, Heidi." The Lord was too persistent, Heidi cursed to herself. He was unwilling to let her go.

Disowned for being a human, Vivian was taken in as a maid at the age of seven by the Carmichael household. Serving one of the most respected and elite pureblood families in Bonelake, there were rules. Rules that must be followed by all servants and maids. Like everyone else, Vivian was repeatedly reminded not to disobey the rules. But before she could learn to blend into the background like the other servants, the Duke's young son calls to her, “Bambi.” And all hell breaks loose. ----- "What? Never seen a bruise before?" Leonard scoffed at the girl. "Does it hurt?" Vivian asked, gently kneeling beside him and examining the several bruises covering his face. "Not that much." Remembering what her mother used to do when she got a bruise, Vivian brought her sleeve to her mouth and blew warm air on it before placing it on the boy's cheek, taking him by surprise. Leonard swatted her hand away, a hint of pink appearing on his cheeks embarrassed, "W-what are you doing?" "Mama told me this will make the pain go away," the girl held her hand close to her chest as she shared her past memory. "I’m not a child!” Leonard huffed at her. “I don’t think you’re a child,” she stared at him with a crystal-clear gaze. Taken aback, Leonard locked eyes with her for two seconds before shaking his head. “Don’t worry about it. They’ll heal in a day or two anyways," he reassured her before getting up and taking a seat at the table where his books were placed. "Odd girl," he muttered to himself as he pulled the top book from the stack and lost himself in it.

Khazhaky Yakuza adalah laki laki yang dari dulu menganggap dirinya pembawa sial karna orang tuanya sendiri pun menganggap demikian karna siapapun yang membuatnya tidak senang atau bahkan didekatnya yang membicarakan sembarangan tentangnya pasti akan terjadi hal yang begitu sial bahkan mengerikan, dan hal itu pun sudah ada korban bahkan korbannya sendiripun kekasihnya sendiri ka yasmin yang dikabarkan meninggal dunia dalam kecelakaan maut, tapi tak lama kemudian muncullah seorang gadis misterius Lala Miuzaki dimana membuat seolah kesialan itu tidak pernah ada bahkan menganggap khazhaky adalah pahlawan dan berusaha mendapatkan hati khazhaky yang sekeras batu, namun apakah hubungan yang dilakukan lala dan zhaky akan menjadi awal hubungan yang berakhir bahagia? atau menjadi akhir yang tragis?

She's sick. He's twisted. And that's how they met and experience a rollercoaster hell of a ride to the world of tortures, unexpected feelings, and oh-did I already say more tortures?

The Lands and Whites is about a contractual pre destined marriage arrangement made by two prominent families with totally two different ways of living made on behalf of their not yet birthed children so as to seal a business deal.The irony of the story is that though the business deal is sealed , are we certain about the deal being a continuous success following the twists and turns coming from the successors of the business deal made that is Diana Lands as the heiress and Alfred White as the heir to the empire.Let us watch and explore these two people's lives together for a positive outcome. This book has dramatic dialogue and so just Incase you are not interested in it's format of writing you can kindly skip it.