Amy Fleming Dizzy

Tout ce que Ewan Giacometti veut de sa femme, c'est un fils. Mais après trois ans de malheur et de désillusion, Athena Moore est prête à quitter son mari glaciale. Lorsqu'elle demande enfin le divorce, le 'meilleur ami' rusé d'Ewan la piège, la forçant à s'exiler de la ville. Maintenant, Ewan est confronté à ses vrais sentiments envers sa femme, qu'il avait épousée dans des circonstances mystérieuses, surtout lorsqu'elle revient de son exil en femme changée.

"M... Marissa ! Sont-ils mes enfants ?" Les yeux de Rafael ne se détachaient pas des visages adorables des enfants. "Non, Rafael. Ils ne le sont pas," Marissa dit avec un sourire forcé, "Ils ne sont pas les tiens. Tu te souviens ?" elle battit des cils de manière assez dramatique, "Nous n'avons jamais été mariés !" La sœur aînée de Marissa Aaron, Valérie Aaron, a abandonné son petit ami aveugle le jour de leur mariage et s'est enfuie. Pour sauver les apparences, la famille de Merissa l'a suppliée d'épouser Raphael Sinclair. L'ironie ? Elle n'avait pas le droit de dire à son mari aveugle qu'elle n'était pas Valérie mais Marissa Aaron. Le jour de la chirurgie oculaire réussie de Raphael, Marissa a appris que Valérie était de retour pour reprendre sa place légitime en tant que belle-fille des Sinclair. Marissa a tenté d'expliquer à son mari qu'elle était celle qui avait épousé, mais il ne l'a pas crue. Au lieu de le convaincre davantage, le cœur brisé, Merissa a décidé de quitter la ville sans lui révéler son secret. Raphael Sinclair était l'incarnation même de l'homme incroyablement séduisant et était le seul héritier du groupe d'industries Sinclair. Que ferait-il lorsqu'il apprendrait que tout ce temps la femme qui lui offrait son amour et son corps n'était pas Valérie mais sa sœur cadette Marissa Aaron ? Comment réagirait-il en apprenant qu'il était le père des bébés que Marissa portait en elle ? Chercherait-il à retrouver Marissa et à la reconquérir ? Et la question à un million de dollars ! Marissa serait-elle un jour capable de lui pardonner et de l'aimer à nouveau ?

``` [Aviso: Conteúdo Adulto, R18+] [Completo] [Junte-se ao meu servidor do Discord para ver mais fotos de Amy e Henry. https://discord.gg/2uRyaUNAYg] Ela está falida e perdeu tudo, não restou nada além de dívidas e obrigações. Ele é rico e tem tudo, herdeiro de uma companhia multibilionária. Duas pessoas diferentes, unidas por suas necessidades ou seria o destino? **** Amelia Bell tinha apenas 22 anos quando seus pais, irmão e cunhada morreram em um acidente de carro. As crianças feridas do seu irmão agora são sua responsabilidade. Ela vendeu tudo o que tinha, está endividada e tudo que consegue fazer agora é chorar até não poder mais. E então lhe veio à mente... a resposta à sua pergunta... de onde ela tiraria dinheiro para a operação? Certo... ela ainda não tinha feito tudo, ainda não tinha tentado se vender. Foi uma medida desesperada, mas ela não tinha outras soluções. Ela foi imediatamente retirada dos seus pensamentos quando o homem gritou. "Isso é insano, as qualificações dele são simplesmente impossíveis... Agora ele me pede para encontrar uma pura e inocente desta vez... Mesmo que elas assinem um contrato de 6 meses para serem dele, essas mulheres ainda se apaixonam por ele mesmo sabendo que depois de 6 meses elas seriam expulsas da vida dele... ... Eu nunca serei capaz de encontrar a mulher pura e inocente que ele procura mesmo que eu ofereça a elas 5 milhões adiantados." Sem hesitação, Amy correu atrás do homem, subindo as escadas o mais rápido que pôde. "Com licença, senhor." "Do que você precisa, senhorita? Estou com pressa." "Eu quero o emprego... O contrato de 6 meses, eu posso fazer isso." "Então eu acho que você também ouviu que eu preciso de uma mulher pura e inocente, mesmo que eu não saiba o que isso significa." "Uma virgem conta? Eu-Eu sou virgem, talvez seja isso que seu chefe quer, certo?" Amy declarou ousadamente. Então finalmente o chefe, Sr. Welsh, se virou para ela... Ela não esperava que ele fosse tão jovem, talvez quase da sua idade. Ela estava imaginando um homem velho ou alguém não tão bonito quanto ele. "Você não deveria parar de respirar, meu anjo, isso é perigoso, você pode desmaiar. Quem sabe o que eu farei com você uma vez que você fique inconsciente." Amy engasgou, 'O que diabos acabou de acontecer comigo', ela praguejou internamente enquanto ainda olhava para o homem à sua frente. Ele então se inclinou mais perto dela. “Eu ouvi dizer que você tem algo para mim. Mal posso esperar para receber seu presente, meu anjo. Eu sou Henry.” ******** A capa do livro é gerada por IA e editada pelo autor, por favor, não a use sem permissão. ```

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a high school student. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …

Lin Yi a été licencié par son entreprise et sa petite amie l'a trompé. Après tout ce qui s'était passé, il s'est soudainement réveillé avec le système d'expérience professionnelle. Il pouvait continuer à recevoir des récompenses tant qu'il continuait à essayer et à expérimenter de nouvelles professions ? Il n'y a pas de métier que Lin Yi ne connaisse pas ! S'il y en a, cela signifie que la récompense n'est pas assez attrayante !

【Un roman de favoritisme, de double pouvoir, de Cartes de Tarot, et de traiter les ordures comme elles le méritent !】 Dix ans de mariage, dix ans de dévouement. Elle a versé tout son talent et ses émotions, seulement pour être remboursée par un incendie prémédité à la fin. Torturée par son mari et trahie par sa meilleure amie. Il s'avère que tout le monde autour d'elle jouait la comédie. Avant sa renaissance, elle était une dame de talent renommée à Ville Capitale. Après sa renaissance, elle est devenue célèbre à Ville Capitale en tant que... une simple d'esprit ! Qui plus est, elle s'est transformée en une riche demoiselle démunie, à la merci des autres. Timide, faible, inutile, incompétente, ce sont les étiquettes qui lui étaient collées. Alors qu'elle ouvrait les yeux une fois de plus, la jeunesse refleurissait, elle était de retour en tant qu'elle-même ! Cette vie, elle revient avec un atout inestimable ! Avec un jeu de Tarot, elle manœuvre à travers tout le cercle des riches ! ** Jeune maître sans égal, il est le chef renommé mais énigmatique de la famille Mo à Ville Capitale. Il est aussi un démon portant une malédiction. Contrôlant la vie et la mort, dominant le destin, il est le leader puissant du Monde Superpuissant. Une telle autorité écrasante et des traits stupéfiants font que d'innombrables jeunes filles se pressent vers lui. L'une est une idiote riche humble et peureuse, l'autre est un 'démon' largement connu portant une malédiction à Ville Capitale. La collision de l'eau et du feu, un entrelacs de froid et de chaud. Personne ne sait qui succombe finalement à qui à la fin. ** Plus tard, le distant chef de la famille Mo, qui ne s'est jamais intéressé aux femmes, annonce soudainement son mariage très médiatisé. Tout le pays est en émoi, de nombreuses jeunes filles déchirées. Après le mariage, il se transforme en mari parfait, aimant tendrement sa femme et obéissant à tous ses désirs. 【Micro Drame】 Une certaine femme (avec un visage froid) : « M. Mo est tellement riche et puissant, moi, une humble fille, n'ose pas ajouter à aucun fardeau. » Le coin de la bouche d'un certain homme se courba en une courbe significative. La femme était si effrayée qu'elle recula immédiatement d'un pas : « Quoi, quoi, que vas-tu faire ? » ...... 【Citations de M. Mo】 *Tu devrais savoir, dans ce monde, à part moi, personne d'autre ne mérite de se tenir à tes côtés. *Si cette ère florissante se terminait, je pourrais encore en établir une nouvelle ! Mais elle, il n'y en a qu'une dans le monde, je, ne peux pas me permettre de jouer ! *Ce n'est que de l'argent. J'ai même donné ma vie pour elle, alors gaspillons simplement.

Née dans l'une des familles les plus riches du pays, l'identité réelle de Layla Rosenzweig est prise au moment de sa naissance par la maîtresse de son père. Elle est forcée de vivre comme la fille illégitime de la famille Rosenzweig. Tout le monde la traite comme une étrangère dans sa propre maison. "Ceci est à moi. Cela est à moi. En fait, tout est à moi," dit la demi-sœur de Layla. Tout ce qui appartenait à Layla est donné à sa demi-sœur, y compris son petit ami. Puis, elle est forcée d'épouser l'oncle impitoyable de son ex-petit ami, Lucius De Salvo, l'homme le plus terrifiant du pays. Lucius De Salvo est connu pour ses méthodes impitoyables pour obtenir ce qu'il veut. Son nom suffit à terrifier les gens. On dit qu'il est un homme dépourvu d'émotions. Il trouve du plaisir dans la douleur et la misère des gens. Il aime tourmenter ceux qui se retrouvent sur son radar. Mais pourquoi est-il si charmant envers Layla ? Ou n'est-ce qu'une prétension ? "Es-tu prête pour la nuit de noces, ma chérie ?" demanda Lucius. “Je t'ai désirée pendant longtemps.” “Quoi ?” Layla était choquée. “Pourquoi voudrais-tu ?” “Parce que tu es Layla Rosenzweig. La femme que j'aime.” Avec cela, il captura sa bouche pour un baiser passionné.

[Warnung: Reifer Inhalt, R18+] [Abgeschlossen] [Tritt meinem Discord-Server bei, um mehr Bilder von Amy und Henry zu sehen. https://discord.gg/2uRyaUNAYg] Sie ist pleite und hat alles verloren, hat nur noch Schulden und Verbindlichkeiten. Er ist reich und hat alles, Erbe eines Multi-Milliarden-Unternehmens. Zwei unterschiedliche Menschen, die durch ihre Bedürfnisse zueinander finden - oder ist es Schicksal? **** Amelia Bell war erst 22 Jahre alt, als ihre Eltern, ihr Bruder und ihre Schwägerin bei einem Autounfall ums Leben kamen. Für die verletzten Kinder ihres Bruders ist sie nun verantwortlich. Sie hat alles, was sie besitzt, verkauft, ist hoch verschuldet und kann sich nur noch die Augen ausweinen. Und dann fiel ihr die Antwort auf ihre Frage ein: Woher soll sie das Geld für die Operation nehmen? Richtig... sie hat noch nicht alles getan, sie hat noch nicht versucht, sich zu verkaufen. Es war ein verzweifelter Schritt, aber sie hatte keine anderen Möglichkeiten mehr. Sie wurde sofort aus ihren Gedanken gerissen, als der Mann rief. "Das ist Wahnsinn, seine Qualifikationen sind einfach unmöglich... Jetzt verlangt er von mir, dass ich ihm dieses Mal eine reine und unschuldige finde... Selbst wenn sie einen 6-monatigen Vertrag unterschrieben haben, um ihm zu gehören, haben sich diese Frauen immer noch in ihn verliebt, obwohl sie wussten, dass sie nach 6 Monaten aus seinem Leben verschwinden würden... ... Ich werde nie die reine und unschuldige Frau finden, die er sucht, selbst wenn ich ihnen 5 Millionen im Voraus biete." Ohne zu zögern rannte Amy dem Mann hinterher und kletterte so schnell sie konnte die Treppe hinauf. "Entschuldigen Sie, Mister." "Was brauchen Sie, Miss? Ich bin in Eile." "Ich will den Job... den 6-Monats-Vertrag, ich kann ihn machen." "Ich nehme an, Sie haben auch gehört, dass ich eine reine und unschuldige Frau brauche, auch wenn ich nicht weiß, was das bedeutet." "Zählt eine Jungfrau? I-ich bin eine Jungfrau, vielleicht d-das ist, was Ihr Chef will, nicht wahr?" erklärte Amy kühn. Dann endlich stand der Chef, Mr. Welsh, vor ihr... Sie hatte nicht erwartet, dass er so jung ist, vielleicht fast so alt wie sie. Sie hatte sich einen alten Mann vorgestellt oder jemanden, der nicht so gut aussieht wie er. "Du solltest nicht aufhören zu atmen, Engel, das ist gefährlich, du könntest ohnmächtig werden. Wer weiß, was ich mit dir machen werde, wenn du erst einmal bewusstlos bist." Amy keuchte: "Was zum Teufel ist gerade mit mir passiert?", fluchte sie innerlich, während sie immer noch den Mann vor sich anstarrte. Dann lehnte er sich näher an sie heran. "Ich habe gehört, dass du etwas für mich hast. Ich kann es kaum erwarten, dein Geschenk zu erhalten, mein Engel. Ich bin Henry." ******** Das Buchcover ist KI-generiert und von der Autorin bearbeitet, bitte verwenden Sie es nicht ohne Erlaubnis.

She makes me feel hate, anger, desire, lust and something even more dangerous – love. ***** Amelia (Amy) Shawls, the legitimate and perfect princess of real estate mogul, and serving senator, Gregory Shawls, had it all –wealth, beauty, brain and a fiance who doted on her. But amidst her plenty admirers and few haters, were her vile stepmother and her envious stepsister, who sought to destroy her and take away her inheritance. Amelia's seemingly perfect life took a dark and scary turn on the eve before her celebrity marriage, when she gets a text message from her fiance, Jerry, asking her to meet him up at their favourite restaurant. On her way, Amelia is kidnapped and taken to an unknown location where she narrowly escapes her abductors only to end up crashing into a river. When Amelia finally regained consciousness a week later, she discovered that her life and everything she ever loved and worked for had been stolen from her by those who claimed to love her. Vengeful, she strikes a deal with the handsome but vicious devil, who rescued her from the jaws of death. ----- Meet Blaze Anderson, the charming but ruthless CEO of the Andex group. His heart is as cold as ice and his mere name caves terror in the heart of people. Blaze harboured a deep resentment against Amelia's entire family and would stop at nothing to see all of them, including Amelia destroyed. What would happen when the line between deep hatred and passion slowly thins out? Would Amelia ever consent to love after learning the bitter truth behind Blaze's assistance?

[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." After breaking up with Halcyon, Elle thought she had left him—and their twisted love—behind. To escape the pain, she poured herself into writing a novel, shaping a world where she could control every twist of fate. Five years later, just as she struggles to name her finished story, she wakes up inside it. But the world isn’t as she wrote it. The characters have taken on lives of their own. And worst of all—she’s not the heroine she designed for herself, but a doomed nobody destined to die. When she comes face to face with Halcyon, the buried hatred resurfaces—but so does fear. He’s no longer the man she once knew. He’s colder, sharper, and hell-bent on keeping her by his side this time. No matter the cost. She tries to escape, but the world itself seems determined to pull her deeper into its schemes. Whispers of betrayal, assassins lurking in the shadows, and the terrifying realization that someone else is rewriting her story from the outside. To survive, Elle makes the one choice she swore she never would. "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." ---- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....

Looking at the hollow building with windows wide open-broken, looking like wide eyes Staring at the destruction. He was weak all over as he fought the dizziness, he wanted to stay alive he truly did but the weight of what has occurred few minutes back seems to wear down up on his soul. looking at himself with blood pumping out from his chest where the iron rod has penetrated him looking down to his legs twisted as if ensuring he wouldn't try to walk again. He looked at the pink colored sky with a single word leaving his mouth. " Why". Before slipping to unconsciousness his life and death unknown

“Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?” “No!” I gasp. “Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't,” He promised. Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire. He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it. -------- Mila Anderson has spent years hiding her true self, waiting for the moment to take back what’s hers. But with powerful enemies closing in, she needs more than just secrets to survive. Enter Killian Knight—dangerous, untouchable, and obsessed with her from the start. He offers protection, but his world is just as deadly as hers. As betrayals surface and past sins unravel, one thing becomes clear—neither of them can walk away unscathed. In a game where trust is a luxury and love is a risk, will they be each other’s greatest strength or ultimate downfall?

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Amy, a typical New Yorker, has a life like a tightly - wound clock because of her busy job at the United Nations - precise yet exhausting. She is a person who is rational to the core. Superstitions about ghosts and gods, in her opinion, are like fairy tales for coaxing children, and sweet - talking is like cheap perfume, pungent and hypocritical. On that day, the heavy pressure of work made Amy feel breathless. She returned to her apartment where she lived alone, like a robot with its battery drained. Her only thought was to throw herself onto the bed and isolate herself from the whole world with the quilt. However, midnight, like a mysterious incantation, disrupted her plan. The old radio in the room cabinet made a strange beeping sound, and then a faint cry for help came: "Help... " Amy's heart suddenly tightened. Despite the mixture of fatigue and fear within her, her curiosity still made her ask the radio, "Who are you?" "I'm Tom. I'm being chased by a serial killer. I'm hiding in an abandoned warehouse. He'll find me soon... " The boy's voice was full of fear. Without the slightest hesitation, Amy immediately called the police. A rescue across time, of love and redemption, thus began.

"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?"

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. The stranger gave a low curse word and rolled off Hayden's shivering sensitive body, “I'll spare you because you're still in pain. You won't be as lucky next time” he said and lifted Hayden's chin to peck him one more time while Hayden stared dumbfounded. Cover isn't mine, found online My new bl novel is out: The Journey Of Chasing After The Transmigrated Straight Shou

She is a thief of the 24th century, but she has traveled back to a stupid and useless person without a father or mother, and it depends on the faces of those in the family. idiot? waste material? Very good, she will soon let these foolish Earthlings know what it means to regret deeply! Fighting spirit? Magic? Her dual cultivation of magic and martial arts crushes all geniuses. The position of head of the household? The Vermilion Bird Divine Beast? to want to? Sorry, she took it But who will tell her that this cute Zhengtai, who gets dizzy and vomits wildly while riding in a carriage, is really the mythical creature Suzaku? What kind of god is the mysterious soul that resides in her body, like an old man? And Why do other people's friends show all kinds of domineering aura, and their domineering aura is incomparable. Why are these few people around her, either the sly merchant fox man, the paralyzed iceberg technology otaku, or the fickle and charming ghost? The best one is probably that sick and beautiful man! What about the promised hegemony over the world and the tyranny of all directions?

*Warning: Mature Content Ahead* Blocks of rocks plummeted from the sky, mysteriously transforming into stone statues mere minutes later. These enigmatic monuments, known as the Sacred Statues, held an extraordinary power: they could transmute people's deepest fears into extraordinary abilities. Someone terrified of heights found himself soaring to dizzying altitudes, confronting his darkest dread. Another, afraid of isolation, became invisible, doomed to be ignored by all. A person fearful of public scrutiny began to radiate an intense, attention-grabbing glow. And one who dreaded demons found himself bound to that malevolent entity, his worst nightmare incarnate. In a world where terror becomes power, the boundaries between fear and strength are tested. Those who face their fears are granted extraordinary abilities, but at a steep price. For Jax, his greatest fear of souls becomes his darkest reality. To harness the power of the Sacred Statue, he must first conquer his terror and become the very thing he fears, a trial known as the First Trial. Only upon conquering their phobia could they wield their newfound abilities and earn the esteemed title of "Master." As the Sacred Statues continued to fall from the sky, a new era of transformation began. The weak discovered untapped strength, and the powerful became even more formidable, all thanks to the extraordinary gifts bestowed by the mysterious statues. Will Jax overcome his fear and unlock the secrets of the Sacred Statue, or will he succumb to the very terror that haunts him? Can he find a way to wield his newfound power without losing himself to the darkness? Dive into this gripping tale of self-discovery, transformation, and the true meaning of courage.

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

Il y a neuf ans, l'humanité a failli disparaître le jour où des monstres ont émergé des Fissures – ou donjons – qui sont apparus partout dans le monde. Lorsque tout espoir semblait perdu, quelques élus se réveillèrent en tant que Chasseurs équipés d'un Système. Grâce à eux, la civilisation s'est rétablie plus rapidement qu'on ne l'aurait cru après l'apocalypse. Cependant, un autre conflit se présenta plus tard : plus les Chasseurs utilisaient leurs pouvoirs, plus vite ils perdaient la raison. Heureusement, parmi le Peuple Éveillé, il existe un groupe classé par le Système comme Guides – et seuls ces Guides ont le pouvoir de calmer les Chasseurs et de les ramener à la raison. Ça a l'air génial, n'est-ce pas? Mais que se passe-t-il lorsqu'un Civil est en couple avec un Chasseur qui a un fort taux de compatibilité avec son Guide ? « Cassons, Wonhee. » Ouais, voilà ce qui arrive quand ton petit-ami Chasseur a un taux de compatibilité de 76% avec son Guide. Wonhee a été larguée par son petit-ami de longue date parce qu'elle n'est qu'une Civile... ... ou du moins, c'est ce qu'elle croyait.

Être le défaut de la meute, c'est déjà assez mal. Être REJETÉE ? Par votre propre compagnon destiné ? Ouais. ÇA, c'est un tout nouveau niveau de bassesse. Ava Grey est le défaut de la meute, une changeuse de forme sans loup. Elle se débat dans la vie avec le vague rêve de liberté. Son opportunité survient quand elle est soudainement informée qu'elle assistera au Gala Lunaire, un bal annuel pour les jeunes adultes shifters afin de trouver leurs compagnons destinés. Et elle le trouve. Il est séduisant et intense, et ses baisers envoient du désir dans ses veines comme une drogue. Jusqu'à ce qu'il la REJETTE. Ava n'est pas prête à retourner à sa vie morne. Elle s'évade et forge une nouvelle identité loin de sa meute et loin de son compagnon alpha. Elle se fait de nouveaux amis et est même adoptée de force par un husky hilarant. Mais juste au moment où elle trouve le bonheur et s'installe dans sa nouvelle vie, des événements étranges commencent à se produire... Son husky cachait des secrets. Elle entend des murmures selon lesquels des meutes de shifters sont à sa recherche partout. Et elle peut sentir une odeur familière dans son appartement, ce qui n'a aucun sens... parce que l'homme à qui elle appartient l'a rejetée. [Participation au Cupids Quill de mars 2024] --------- Ceci est une romance métamorphe de loup avec de multiples déclencheurs qui aiment danser main dans la main avec tous les thèmes sombres à travers un champ de fleurs mortes. Dans ce livre, vous trouverez les sommets les plus hauts et les creux les plus bas. Riez, pleurez, ragez ; vous pouvez tout faire en suivant Ava dans le voyage plutôt périlleux d'être une changeuse de forme en cette génération de romance de loups-garous. Il y a des scènes R18 éparpillées dans ce livre comme des bonbons jaillissant d'une piñata. Merci de lire de manière responsable. ------- DISCORD DE L'AUTEUR : https://discord.com/invite/ApNZDux8kj

Soske Tama es el mejor detective de Astaria, la cuidad donde la tecnología y las magias arcanas conviven. Parte autómata, con un alma invocada del pasado para darle vida a este gran detective sobrenatural pero todo se termina abruptamente cuando su segunda al mando lo traiciona y lo deja apagarse por ultima vez... o al menos eso seria de no ser que se despertó tiempo después por la incesante voz de un hombre joven, de suaves rasgos que lo miraban con preocupación mientras decía ser su esposo. ¡¿Disculpe que?! Pronto descubre que el cuerpo en el que esta es el de un autor de novelas policiacas y fantasía con problemas de alcoholismo, una bendi y un esposo desatendidos. ¿Podrá Soske resolver su matrimonio con este extraño y asumir la identidad de Amis o tratara de volver a su realidad? Adelante, pero debo advertir que esto solo es una publicación beta por que realmente me servirían sus opiniones constructivas, ademas como estudio tardare en subir episodios, una disculpa y gracias. Postata: Eaten Away by Nature esta en hiatus indefinido.

TEMPORADA 4 (pt.2) disponible apartir del 15 de Febrero 2025!! un capítulo por semana!!! Temporada 4 (RESUMEN) necesito estar contigo en mis últimos dias-- Luis entiéndeme yo no quiero estar contigo yo soy muy feliz con mi novio-- Nilo / / / / _________________ / / / / ________________ / / / / ~hermano no me quiero morir porfavor ayúdame pídele dinero a Lucas para mi tratamiento- Omar ~hermano ya no tengo nada que ver con el pero por ti voy hacer lo posible- Nilo / / / / ________________ / / / / _________________ / / / / •yo no soy tu papa!!- Toño •que es lo que estas diciendo papá- Nilo •tu verdadera familia son millonarios y ellos te esta buscado todo el tiempo- Toño >>>>>>>> RESUMEN TEMPORADA 1 Hola yo soy Nilo y está es mi historia, un día como cualquier día conocí a Lucas un joven muy apuesto de primero todo está muy bien pero de pronto todo empieza a mal mi mamá muere y La familia de Lucas nos quiere separ en primer lugar Rebeca y después conozco a Mateo a mi nuevo novio ¿Con cuál me quedo? TEMPORADA 2 debido a unos problemas empecé a salir con Luis pero Luis es un chico muy raro y hace lo posible para que yo no vea a Lucas pero el me sigue gustando y quiero llevar nuestra relación más allá porque me pasa esto ami: Lucas que paso: **** Nilo está en coma: dice Lucas llorando ¿Que pasara? TEMPORADA 3 después de que Nilo está en coma Lucas decide volver con su ex Hilda Miguel se canas de que Omar ya no se preocupe de el y nadamás se preocupa de su hija que está en coma TEMPORADA 4 RESUMEN MUY PRONTO CONTINUARA..... TEMPORADA. CAPITULOS (1). (8) (2). (8) (3). (10) (4). (3) {CONTINUARAAA!!}

King, un jeune homme hanté par la solitude et le deuil, mène une existence marquée par l’ombre de son passé. Son père disparu trop tôt et la mort de sa meilleure amie, Myna, l’ont plongé dans un état de détachement du monde. Malgré sa popularité apparente, il vit en spectateur, traversant les jours avec un sentiment de vide et des visions inexplicables qui perturbent son quotidien. Mais tout bascule lorsque, au détour d’une nuit, une agression brutale le pousse à la violence. Dans un moment de rage incontrôlée, sa montre, dernier vestige de son père, est brisée sous ses yeux. Ce choc déclenche un phénomène surnaturel : un portail s’ouvre et l’arrache à son monde. Lorsqu’il reprend conscience, il se retrouve dans un lieu inconnu, un espace mystique où le temps et l’espace semblent défiés par des lois inconnues. Il est désormais dans la Tour Infinie, un monument titanesque reliant d’innombrables mondes. Pourquoi a-t-elle été créée ? Qui tire les ficelles ? Quel est le véritable objectif de l’ascension . Son objectif ? Gravir les étages de la Tour et survivre aux épreuves qui lui seront imposées. Guidé par Myna, une entité qu’il crée inconsciemment et qui semble liée à ses souvenirs, King découvre qu’il possède un pouvoir unique : la capacité d’imaginer et de matérialiser des armes et objets à l’aide du mot « Arise ». Il ignore encore l’ampleur de ce don et ce qu’il implique réellement dans la Tour. Dans ce monde inconnu, il rencontre Maddy, une combattante au tempérament explosif et à l’humour ravageur, et Clovis, un mystérieux nécromancien capable de manipuler les ombres des morts. Ensemble, ils doivent apprendre à survivre dans un environnement où les monstres, les pièges et les autres participants ne leur laisseront aucun répit. Mais la Tour n’est pas qu’un simple jeu mortel. Derrière ses murs se cachent des secrets oubliés, des dieux aux intentions troubles et des rivalités millénaires entre puissances cosmiques. Au sommet de cette structure se joue un enjeu bien plus grand que la simple ascension d’un mortel. Et King, sans le savoir, pourrait bien être la clé qui changera l’ordre établi.

"I need you to take responsibility for taking advantage of me," his words echoed in her mind, like a haunting melody she couldn't escape. Was this big boss just toying with her? She initially thought so, until he began trailing her like a lovesick puppy, his eyes locked on her with unwavering intensity. All because of one steamy, reckless night, her once peaceful and uneventful life was now in shambles. She glanced at a dress at a store, and suddenly, it was delivered right to her doorstep as if by magic. She mentioned a favorite restaurant, and before she knew it, the chef was standing at her door, ready to cook her a meal. "Mr. Fleming, you're going overboard!" she exclaimed, her warnings falling on deaf ears, as futile as whispering into the wind. And just like that, the chase was on – the tail of a Wife-Chasing Big Shot had begun, turning her life into an unexpected whirlwind romance.

The air hung heavy with unspoken anxieties as Iris walked the sterile hospital corridors. A year. It had been a year since she’d received the devastating news: Iñigo, her beloved boyfriend, was dead. The pain still felt raw, a constant ache in her chest. She'd mourned him fiercely, the void his absence left echoing in her heart. Little did she know, the truth was far more complicated, twisted by a mother's disapproval and a desperate attempt to keep them apart. Iñigo’s mother, a woman whose disapproval Iris had always felt like a cold wind, had whisked him away to the States, a calculated move to sever their connection. She’d believed that distance, the vast expanse of the ocean, would be enough to erase Iris from Iñigo's life. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Dr. Millie’s voice, crisp and professional, broke through Iris’s somber thoughts. "Iris, you're assigned to assist the patient in Room 208. He was recently transferred from the U.S.A." The doctor handed her the file. Iris took it mechanically, her mind already racing. The familiar chill that always accompanied thoughts of Iñigo's mother settled over her. This was no coincidence. A strange premonition tightened its grip on her, a knot of dread forming in her stomach. She felt a cold dread creeping up her spine. As she approached Room 208, a wave of nausea washed over her. She hesitated, her hand trembling as she reached for the door handle. A deep breath, a silent prayer, and then—she opened the door. The sight that greeted her stole the breath from her lungs. There he was, pale but undeniably Iñigo, lying in the hospital bed. Time seemed to stop. The world dissolved into a dizzying blur of disbelief and overwhelming emotion. A strangled gasp escaped her lips. He was alive. The carefully constructed wall of grief she’d built around her heart crumbled. A torrent of emotions – shock, relief, disbelief, and a bitter taste of betrayal – flooded her. All the pain, the tears, the emptiness… all for nothing? The file slipped from her numb fingers, landing silently on the floor. He was alive, and his mother had lied.

Beep Beep An unfamiliar mechanical sound wakes him up. The silvery orb appears under his almond-shaped eyes. His irish gleam in warm light streaming into the hospital room through the big window. "Ugh" The boy with a thin body, felt a little dizzy as he regain consciousness. His obsidian hair looks a bit messy after being unconscious for three months hospitality. But the one who'd just come out of the coma only felt it's only a split second after his heart stabbed by icy-cold sword. Wait, I'm still alive? As he began to realise that he was still alive, Yue Lian's hand reached to his left chest. Badump The sound of the heartbeat on his chest made him hard to believe. This is unbelievable! Yue Lian began to recall the moment he died. He still remembers vividly, how the sword pierced his heart. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his grayish-dry lips. Although the man face covered with blood and looks like a living corpse with pale bluish skin, but this cannot hide the remaining beauty on his face. It can be said that his face is soft, but not overly delicate, and at the same time exudes an unknown misty allure that would make even a god envious. As the crimson red sky emitting huge orange flame, Yue Lian looks up. His silver orb eyes tremble slightly looking at familliar face. After a moment of silence, he laughs out loud as if his heart had never been stabbed to begin with. "■■■" "■■■" He knew they had a conversation about something at that time, but he didn't know what was said. But even if he can't recall what was he said, he can still feel the deep of sadness in his chest. As if his heart was broken not by other party's sword, but by some unknown reason. Yue Lian tries to recall his memories, but they remain the same. It is as if a mysterious mist blocked half of his memories. And after his death, his soul was somehow trapped in Yue Mian's body. Yue Lian adjusts his thoughts, as he can roughly guess what happened in the past. In his previous life, Yue Lian was once a supreme God who managed the worlds with two other supreme gods. He is the God of Death, who controls the death of mortals, demons, cultivators, or even gods. Because of this power, he's made another god fear and envy him. After remembering his background in his previous life, he was sure that the one who killed him was one of the other two supreme god or even both. He still not sure if the two of supreme god join forces to killed him "Uhm, may I know who are you?" The middle-aged man trembled at his son's polite gesture, as if he was unfamiliar with them. "Don't joke around! I don't know what game you're playing, but I'm different from your father. I won't fall for your tricks, kid." "Father, please don't said that! Mian-mian already in coma for 3 months! How can it be fake?!" "You fool! This is not the first time this brat done this kind of ridiculous ploy" After the conversation between father and son, which was more of a debate, Yue Lian was sure that the original owner was a troublemaker who often played tricks on his family. But still, it's impossible for human personality to be that superficial, isn't it? Like a fire that cannot burn without smoke. Yue Lian still needs to investigate the reason why his soul didn't go to the reincarnation circle, but was sucked into Mian-mian's body instead.