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Darrell after the death of his parents when he was just 8, was taken away from Monaserus for his safety by his uncle Jack . Jack teleported him to Los Angeles to live in an orphanage home, there Darrell was until he was brought back to Monaserus. Darrell has a destiny to fulfill which is to safe Monaserus from the claws of the evilly determined Norma Elspeth, who also is the killer of Darrell's parents.Darrell has to save Monaserus and also avenge his parents death.How far will Darrell go? And do you think he will be able to defeat Norma Elspeth? Alyssa on the search of her true identity falls in love with Darrell and their encounter awakens the secrets of the magical land of Monaserus. It's all about adventure, magic, love and passion. check it out and awaken your soul to the magical mole.:) _________________**________________This story is still under editing so in case you bump into confusing words just bear with me but in case u find anything good enough to improve my story don't hesitate to let me know. I always try to make updates on this story so follow me so you won't miss a thing.Love you guys. ️

Hayan Shin had a crush on his classmate, Hajin Kim for a long time and he's contented at just admiring him from afar but fortunate things happened, and they got closer together. Will Hayan finally be able to confess his feelings? And oh, he's been receiving love letters from a secret admirer too.

Naomi is a Japanese princess, who has been in love with the wrong person for 8 years, her cousin Satoshi, both wanting to be together, her father the emperor, sends him away so that it will never happen, and instead on the verge of her 16th birthday she gets engaged to another man whom she disowns. Her cousin arrives just for her birthday, only he betrays his beloved by killing her father. She is about to be killed and is saved by her fiancé, who hides her in a village, facing dangerous situations, both falling in love and caring for each other, wanting to protect each other. Only that secrets, monarchy and revenge, will make things very difficult for the princess, unleashing fights, dramas, crying and breakups, is Satoshi really the traitor?

Prologue The cry of a baby is heard and a maid screamed it's a girl, it's a girl. A smile creapt unto the mother's lip as she carries her child in her hands. She kissed the child , prayed for her and blessed her. I name you Alaina meaning light. She gave the child to the maid. "Please take her to a Faraway place where no one can find her, please help me and protect my child. She's our last hope" the maid nodded with a worried face and took the child. "May the spirits be with you Alaina

เรียกข้าว่าพระสวามีสิ อย่าเรียกเสด็จอา มิเช่นนั้นข้าไม่หยุดเพียงรอบเดียวแน่เยว่ซิน!! มาอีกแล้วค่าๆๆๆ เรื่องใหม่อุ่นๆ (พร้อมอุ่นเตียง อั๊ยย...) ท่านอ๋องคนที่ 3 ออกแนวเสด็จอาที่อายุน้อย เรื่องนี้พระเอกเป็นเสด็จอาของนางเอก แต่อายุต่างกันแค่ 8 ปี ส่วนที่มาที่ไป...ก็ต้องติดตามกันนะคะ ท่านอ๋องของเราขี้หวงหลานสาว(ปลอมๆ)ของตัวเองม๊ากกกก หวงแหละ แต่ปากแข็ง เรื่องความรักที่ดูเหมือนจะง่าย แต่.... .....เรื่องมันไม่ได้ง่ายๆแบบนั้นน่ะสิ มีทั้งมือที่ 3 4 5 ไหนจะเรื่องสาเหตุการตายของพ่ออีก ติดตามต่อได้ในเรื่องเลยจ้า...... บอกไว้ก่อนว่าทั้งเรื่องมีแต่เรื่องรักๆใคร่ๆ ไม่ดราม่านะคะ

After dating Scott Kenta for 10 years, I said to him, "Scott, I'm pregnant." The file in his hands slipped and hit the floor. He frowned, clearly irritated. "Don't be ridiculous," he said. "This is a critical moment—my company's going public. I never planned on having a child." "It's fine. Your career matters more," I said, smiling gently. He didn't catch the meaning behind my words. I was pregnant, yes. But he wasn't the father.

I had lived for 326 years, but no day has haunted me as the day I had died. Blood pooled on the ground, feeding the earth as the earth once fed me. A scream bubbled up in my throat, but I could not let it go. If I let it go, I would let go of all the memories encased within me. The happiness of being a mother. Joys of having a husband who lived for us. To know that he would come home and find a corpse waiting for him. It was too much to bare. Even my dragon heart could not withstand the utter pain wrenching open my chest. I was Caligo. A dragon of Darkness, now darkness is what I shall become. May Mother have mercy on them, for they do not know what they now had brought upon themselves. 8 Dragon clans, uniting over the loss of their beloved Darkness Heir. One who was, but shall never be again. May Father shine his light upon them, the way that only a Lumen of his rank could. May they pray to their gods now, for their devil has risen.

I’m Vicky Eaton, a bondless Kindred. Meaning, I don’t have a Blood Bond mate--the only human you can drink from according to the Kindred law. I’ve done my best to stick to the rule, until I realized that my new boss just smells too darn delicious for me to resist and fits every criteria to be my mate. However, I have made a vow long ago to stay bondless for eternity.**As he spoke, he licked my ear. My heart began to race again. The aroma of his Blood Perfume mixed with his natural body fragrance, stimulated my every nerve. He kissed my neck. I groaned against his touch as he removed my clothing for the third time in under 12 hours."Whatever you do…” I said breathlessly, “Don’t stop.” My words hit him hard and his moves intensified. Suddenly, he broke apart and turned his neck to me, revealing his glorious skin. I froze. Should I stay true to my past, or do I take a leap of faith and fall into the world of the Blood Bond?

Jera have always loved Christian since she was a kid. For her, he is everything a woman could ask for. But all things changed when he introduced Monique as his fiancée on the night of her eighteenth birthday. Convinced that Monique is cheating on Christian, she decided to make everyone believed that something happened between the two of them. However, everything went out of hand and the next thing she knew, they were married. Can she endure the pain of the truth that Christian’s heart still belongs to Monique? Will Jera finally knew the true meaning of love and trust?

With a history like ours, the meaning of the word family tended to tangle into something unrecognizable. DNA and bloodlines didn’t tie us together, and neither did our last names. Various shades of grey blurred the branches of our twisted family tree. I wasn’t her brother. They weren’t my parents. Not that it mattered… She was off limits. Portia was my friend. Then my foster sister. And she’d always be the love of my life. Family Ties is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.