Black Clover Death

Eve lived an innocent life trying to make everything work until he walked into her life and never left from night to night he came in her room with eyes his that looked un natural , smoky gray that boiled blood and shines like a flame in the dark she is pulled in to his life of blood and death with on kiss

My husband, Chandler Rotterdam worked as a researcher developing a new serum. Driven to find a cure for my cancer, he poured himself entirely into the project.  However, on the day of the injection, it wasn’t him who administered the treatment—it was his childhood friend, Pauline Hemsworth.  She had injected an unregulated dose, and I could do nothing but watch as my life slipped away. Even the child growing inside me was not spared.  Meanwhile, Chandler remained by her side.  “If this research succeeds, all the credit goes to you!” Chandler assured Pauline. “She would never blame you if anything happens. She’d be grateful to be the first to receive the drug.”  But the experiment failed. After discovering my death, Chandler lost his mind.

Yvette Skye has been diagnosed with depression. She thinks her parents will understand her situation, but all she gets is boundless mockery and doubt. After her affair with her sister’s boyfriend is found out, she dies in an accident. After her death, her biased parents suddenly start to regret their actions.

I came home a day early from my business trip and hid in the closet to surprise Eric Carter. At seven, he told the housekeeper to cook several dishes. At nine, he told me hoarsely that he had taken a bath and changed the bedsheets in my room. He was sure that I would love it. I did not believe him because I had heard him moaning in bed with Willow Summers for three hours from the closet. Willow Summers was his childhood sweetheart and my sister. I clicked on a webpage from my cell without hesitation. "Miss Summers, your appointment for creating a fake death has been confirmed. Time of Death: One week later Location of Death: The wedding hall on the top floor of the Century Building Cause of Death: Suicide from jumping off a building!"

Born to meet. Fated to love. "Listen to the silence. And you shall find the answer to your heart." When Clover Hon sensed somebody turning on the black van she was hiding beside, she immediately slid in sneakily without giving it much a thought. The only thing she knew was that she gotta escape. She was never going to continue being a sex slave. Never! But whose van was it? Did she really escape from trouble?

Clover Alcantara is an average girl, struggling with financial problems all that she have wanted was a high paid job. With the recommendation of the old man she helped. Clover thought she hitted a jackpot, only to find herself stuck in a demon's lair. Lucifer Cadrus Costello a serious tycoon that wanted a child in behalf of a surrogacy. How will Clover deal with him? Will it be a simple negotiation? Or there'll be more into it. Her as his child's surrogate mother. Will Clover runaway like she did ten years ago?

"Run Athena, Run!" the arrogant voice I can hear all over the place. "Or else I devour you. Make you mine. Only Mine. I don't care if you don't love me back. You have no choice. I choose you to be mine!" I run but only the monster voice approaching me. I scream for a help but only his demonic laugh I can hear. Until I stumble. I am about to raise again in my foot but as I lifted my gazed, he was standing in front of me. "I have three words for you. This is only your option. COME WITH ME." @Death Wish Cover is not mine, all respect and praise to the owner. You may also read my other novels: Taming the Dangerous CEO The Devilish Billionaire Fated to Marry the Devil Thank you so much and Enjoy!

Setelah mengalami kecelakaan hebat, Clover entah bagaimana berpindah ke tubuh seorang pria bernama Aston. Namun, siapa sangka jika Aston adalah suami dari wanita yang sangat Clover cintai di masa lalu. Wanita yang berhasil membuat Clover hancur dan menyesal. Mendapatkan kesempatan kedua, haruskah Clover bermain peran sebagai Aston, ataukah dia tetap menjadi Clover? "Sebagai mafia paling kaya dan terkenal di negara ini, tentu saja aku akan mengambil opsi kedua! Aku memiliki harga diri yang tinggi, Sialan! Kenapa aku harus berpura-pura menjadi suami bodoh dan lemah seperti Aston?!"

"Di Balik Tirai Malam" adalah sebuah cerita misteri psikologis dengan elemen romansa yang kuat, berlatar di sebuah resor mewah di pulau terpencil yang diselimuti kabut hampir sepanjang tahun. Cerita ini mengikuti perjalanan Arden, seorang mantan psikoterapis yang melarikan diri ke pulau ini untuk menghindari masa lalu kelamnya. Di sana, ia bekerja sebagai pelayan malam di resor, menyembunyikan dirinya dari dunia luar. Namun, hidupnya berubah ketika ia bertemu dengan Celeste, seorang wanita misterius yang menyembunyikan rahasia besar. Celeste datang ke pulau dengan niat untuk menemukan seseorang yang menghancurkan hidupnya bertahun-tahun lalu, tanpa mengetahui bahwa orang tersebut adalah Arden. Pertemuan mereka membawa mereka ke dalam hubungan yang penuh gairah, ketegangan, dan pengungkapan emosional, sementara masing-masing berjuang dengan luka batin mereka sendiri. Seiring berjalannya waktu, mereka terjerat dalam permainan psikologis yang kompleks, di mana kepercayaan dan pengkhianatan menjadi satu. Di balik Tirai Malam, sebuah acara rahasia di resor yang mengundang tamu terpilih untuk mengeksplorasi sisi gelap diri mereka, mereka menemukan bahwa kabut yang menyelimuti pulau ini bukan hanya fenomena alam, tetapi metafora dari rahasia, penyesalan, dan perasaan yang terpendam. Di tengah misteri yang mengelilingi resor, kedekatan Arden dan Celeste mengungkapkan lebih dari sekadar percintaan—mereka harus menghadapi kenyataan tentang masa lalu mereka yang bisa menghancurkan mereka berdua. "Di Balik Tirai Malam" adalah sebuah cerita tentang penebusan, gairah yang membara, dan pencarian makna di antara kabut emosional yang mengaburkan kenyataan.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.