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Alice Time

The fate of two Hybrids: Demian and Alice

In a world where realms collide and supernatural beings vie for dominance, Alice, a bold and stubborn teenager, discovers she is far more than she ever imagined. The daughter of Kael, the dark ruler of the Land of the Immortals, and a powerful mermaid queen, Alice’s existence is intertwined with ancient prophecies, dangerous secrets, and an impending war that could reshape all realms. Alice’s journey begins in a prestigious school for the supernatural, where she forms unlikely alliances with Micheal, a dragon-vampire hybrid; Aliyah, her mermaid cousin and protector; and Demian, a brooding werewolf prince with a hidden connection to her. As Alice uncovers the truth about her origins and the enemies plotting against her, she becomes a beacon of hope for the oppressed and a target for those seeking to control her destiny. When Kael unexpectedly emerges from the Gate of Bael, Alice must reconcile with her enigmatic father, who harbors regrets and truths that shake the foundations of her beliefs. Together, they uncover shocking secrets, including the manipulation of Lucifer, the betrayal of trusted allies, and the mystery surrounding Alice’s frozen mother, who holds the key to an ancient power. As Alice learns to wield her extraordinary abilities—guided by Saraphina, the last mermaid elder—she is thrust into a web of conspiracies led by Lyanna, a power-hungry manipulator determined to eliminate her. Meanwhile, Alice’s bond with Demian deepens as they face shared dangers, igniting tension between their families and realms. In a world where trust is fragile and power is a dangerous weapon, Alice must navigate betrayal, love, and self-discovery. With Kael, Micheal, Aliyah, and Demian by her side, she embarks on a perilous quest to unite the realms, confront her enemies, and fulfill her destiny as the one destined to bring balance—or destruction—to all. But as the threads of fate tighten, Alice faces the ultimate question: will she rise as the savior of the realms or succumb to the darkness within?
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Splinters of Time

In the coastal town of **Sarween**, where the waves of the sea collide with the curse of suspended time, a legend unfolds about a man imprisoned in an endless loop of guilt and oblivion. Adham, the writer who turned his heart into a ledger of lies and ghosts, battles the demons of his memory through **stone towers** that rise from the belly of the sea like divine punishment. Here, where events are born from the womb of pain, **Yara** transforms from a lost daughter into a cosmic enigma: a child who vanishes on a crimson night, only to return as mathematical ciphers that pierce the fabric of reality. Her letters are not cries for help, but calls from parallel worlds mocking humanity’s attempts to grasp time. The **twenty towers**, numbered with the blood of victims, are not mere stone—they are open books bleeding with the wounds of a past rewriting itself. Each tower is a mirror reflecting Adham’s fractured selves: a terrified child, a guilty youth, a weary old man. The **scar above the heart** is but a fiery seal reminding him that the truth is a beast fiercer than any fiction. In this world, time is a poisoned loop: the sea spits out corpses bearing identical DNA, the **white shark** devours the dreams of the past, and shattered mirrors forge parallel universes where Yara does not die… but morphs into an idea haunting her creator. This tale is not a narrative, but a morbid dance between creator and creation. Adham, who believed writing would redeem him, discovers he authored his own prison with his hands: every sentence carved a scar, every chapter lit a candle in the darkness of his conscience. This novel is not about lost time, but about a being who builds his cage from falsified memories and battles mirrors reflecting his image as a crownless executioner. Here, in Sarween, the truth is not a victim… but a killer cloaked in martyrdom. Thus unfolds the legend of **Shards of Time**: like Narcissus gazing at his reflection in the river of memory, drinking from it until death. But here, the river is a sea that regurgitates the names of victims every night, and the mirrors do not reflect faces… they devour them.
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