Examples Of Bibliography In Books

||Book one of the "TWILIGHT OF THE GODS" series|| Fairies are psychopaths, and Pixies are demons, don't dare trust them. Lycunwolves, Vampyres, monsters and myths are very real, don't fuck with them. The Earth Year 3084, is not at its best. Earth is in ruin after the Third World war -The Ascension - and only one continent survived the bloodbath, and are ruled by four Emperors who makes rules to fit their thirst. This story leads three, destiny's protégés. • A Hunter who has barely escaped the claws of death • A Witch who's body inhibits two souls... • A spoiled rich ingenious bratty Sage... All three must fight to survive, they must crawl to escape the darkness, they must fight to find peace, and kill to save life. Following the cords of fate, after the great battle millions of years ago, between the god Ekron: of darkness and chaos, and Vyorn: goddess of Nature, earth falls into darkness, filled with slaughters, torture, war, blood shed and tyranny. Only these three predestined heroes, will brighten up the dark, defeat their foes and free Vyorn.

Kat Donovan is at the lowest point of her life: she didn't get her promotion, she's never dated a decent man ever, and she's pretty sure she just spent a few thousand bucks drowning her sorrows in a Vegas strip club.The cherry on top? It's also the last day of her life.Death's at her door, figuratively and literally. One of Hell's Punishers is coming to take her away, to an afterlife full of torture and torment. But of course, with the help of some miracles and her ever-steady fighting spirit, she manages to escape its sneaky clutches.And that's how Kat discovers that the Punisher is not anywhere close to what she thought it is.First off, the Punisher is actually the most drop-dead gorgeous guy Kat's ever seen. Two, the 'miracles' that saved her life are not miracles, but clues to the mystery of her origin, to which the Punisher holds the answers. Three, due to some unfortunate events, their paths are now intertwined—for better and (mostly) for worse. And four, their adventures might just open the mystery of life, the wonders of existence, and the endless possibilities of new love....

"What did they say?" He asked, almost too calm and very curious. "An animal fled with her." "They are lying! I want them in prison, till they tell me what happened to my daughter!!" He bellowed, clenching his fist while sitting on his blue, gold railed chair, beside his bed. "They are telling the truth." Seansha tried to reason. "No! They helped her hide away. They hid her, they know exactly where she is. And they will be tortured until they tell me the truth!" He barked furiously. • Ruby William is a modern teenage girl with a good family, good friends and a moderately perfect life. Until the night she turns eighteen, and gets stuck in a dream. Ruby fights to go awake, choosing her real life over her dream, which seemed too perfect. Things are opposite the way they appear, as those who are close to her or share a resemblance with those she loves, are harbinger of her demise.

Shailene Kendra Aquino is a daughter and heiress of rich and famous businessman in the Philippines. Her parents forced her to marry the son of their family friend named Clark Alonzo Gonzales. As their parents forced them to marry each other. It’s been hard for them to live in the same house. Clark will try to ignore his wife while Shailene will try everything to make her husband to fall in love to her as her parents’ wants. They planned to end their relationship after six months even though Shailene really want to follow what her parents’ wants. How can they teach their heart to love each other without force of anyone? How can they face every challenges in their forced marriage?

Grayson Harmon's childhood friend, Sophia Lexton, got into a car accident. She didn't just lose her memory—she came away with some post-traumatic stress disorder, too. That's what the doctors called it. They said we had to keep her calm, avoid anything that might upset her. So, for the sake of her recovery, Grayson asked me not to argue with her. To let her have her way, no matter what. She took my engagement necklace and moved into the little love nest Grayson and I had made our own. And on our wedding day, she threatened to kill herself, forcing Grayson to take her to the hospital. He looked at her bleeding out and said to me, calm as ever, "Brianna, I'll make it up to you after the wedding. I'll throw you an even grander one. Sophia is dying." Then he picked her up and walked away, never once looking back. If he had—just once—he might have seen something was wrong. He might have seen the blood soaking into my wedding dress.

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.

Sam is between the living and the dead. When Sam wakes up one day and realizes that her soul is wandering in limbo she will do everything she can to get out of there and come back to life along with the help of Brandon, a 13 year old teenager who has been there for 6 years. When Sam discovers that she has a purpose in limbo she realizes that coming back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay again is hopeless, but she doesn't give up. But she meets Charles Cannadian, a condemned man who deals with taking souls into darkness. Sam hates him from the first moment, what she doesn't know is that Charles was part of her past life and may also be part of her present one. Two loves. One choice: give up living to fulfill her mission in limbo or come back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay.

Natuklasan ni Jenna na ang BF niya ay isang gold digging fake. Naglasing siya and she passed out. Topher, another artist from work and a pretty handsome hunk, came to the rescue. Nang magising siya ay nasa bahay na siya nito, and he took care of her because he didn't know where else to bring her. Invited na makasama ito sa lonesome nitong Christmas Eve, she stayed. Nalaman niyang pareho silang broken-hearted, and one thing led to another… by morning they are lovers. Gumanti si Jenna sa kanyang manlolokong ex saka umalis para magbakasyon sa Bali. When she came back, she realized she couldn't forget Topher and their time together. Pero ang kaba niya na baka hindi sila pareho ng nararamdaman ay nawala sa unang sandali pa lang na nagkita silang muli, when he welcomed her with his hot, delicious brand of kiss. They couldn't get back to bed fast enough. Situations seem to help them to continue their fling secretly… and she told herself it was just rebound… nag-e-enjoy lang sila. They both deserve it. And yet, she is starting to feel like she couldn’t let him go anymore. And the problem with rebounds is they have an ex they couldn't move on from… you know. And Topher's ex wanted him back…

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.