Game Tom Jetski

STORY SUMMARY Nhlanhla, a once-powerful billionaire, watches his life unravel after losing his job and spending years in unemployment. Stripped of dignity, he moves into his girlfriend Thandeka’s family home, where her mother Cynthia wages psychological war against him, ultimately framing him for infidelity and orchestrating his downfall. Homeless and broken, Nhlanhla discovers his misfortune is spiritual — rooted in his estrangement from his father’s ancestors. His search leads him to Pastor Zondo, a revered religious leader hiding a dark secret: Nhlanhla is his illegitimate son. As lies unravel, pregnancies expose truth, and ancestral rituals restore balance, Nhlanhla confronts betrayal, identity, and legacy. Through humiliation, spiritual awakening, and reconciliation, he rises again — not just to wealth, but to wholeness. The story is a powerful exploration of identity, masculinity, faith, hypocrisy, ancestral truth, and redemption.

Je me suis toujours demandée comment les choses allaient se terminer pour moi... Après avoir perdu mes parents de façon étrange, ma vie n'a plus de sens et mes envies perdent de leur couleur. Mais il a fallut d'un seul renvoi de mon lycée à Wilmington, en Caroline du Nord, pour changer tout ça. Je devais à tout prix m'éloigner de cette ombre qui me hantait, et volait mes sommeils. Mon petit-ami, Jack, s'inquiétait beaucoup pour moi... donc le mieux était de prendre du recul, et aller à Boston, avec la soeur de ma mère. J'ai été sauvée lors d'une balade en moto par un membre de la famille Williams, et cet homme a changé mon existence... mais mon addiction a vite grandit. Sean Williams est devenu ma raison de vivre, mais j'étais pour lui sa raison de tuer. // Date de publication 14 mai 2021 // Couverture : l'auteur

By the time I got home from my business trip, it was already past midnight—and my husband wasn't there. A woman's blouse lay on the sofa. It wasn't mine. I called him. He said he was working late at the office. I didn't bother with pretense. "Whose blouse is on the sofa?" His tone was light and casual. "Who else would it be? It's obviously a gift for you. Try it on." Suspicious, I picked it up and held it against myself. The blouse was clearly one size too small. "Honey, this is a size S. I always wear M." My husband owns a clothing company. He handles all my clothes. He's even used my measurements to design women's wear. There's no way he doesn't know my size. On the phone, he froze for half a second, then spoke as if piecing something together. "This is a new women's line I'm launching. I ordered custom pieces for you and my sister. I must've grabbed the wrong one. I'll switch it tomorrow." A moment later, his voice softened with exhaustion. "Babe, you've been gone for days. Without you, I feel so tired… I miss you so much…" It was already late into the night. Hearing him sound vulnerable—something he rarely did—made my chest tighten. I blamed myself for overthinking. But the moment I hung up, realization struck. His sister has the same build as me. She always wears size M.

Un avenir prometteur. Un père aimant. Des amis sur qui compter. Rebecca a tout pour être heureuse mais elle ne l'est pas pourtant. Avec un petit ami qui la trompe et qui vole son porte-monnaie dans un restaurant, qui serait heureuse? Au bout du rouleau jusqu'à ce que cet inconnu aux yeux bleus qui ne fait que la scruter depuis sa venue vienne à sa rescousse, Rebecca pense ne jamais le revoir mais le destin, si bien sûr, si c'est le coup du destin, qu'ils se rencontrent, l'attirance est immédiate. Beau, séduisant, charmant, riche... Cet homme a tout pour plaire. On dirait l'homme parfait. Mais quand l'homme parfait a un jumeau aussi beau que lui. Cela ne fait que des étincelles dans la vie de Rebecca. -"T'aimer un péché. T'aimer est mon péché... "

Eveline voyage à travers le monde représentant la meute de loups-garous de son frère aîné dans un monde ou different surnaturels se battent pour le pouvoir, et elle apprend les responsabilités qui accompagnent le nom Devon, dans l'ombre de l’infame et célèbre Hellhound. Alors que Darren est le quatrième fils d'un Alpha qui a plus de fils qu'il ne sait quoi en faire, et fait fasse à une vie à la dérive. Ni l’un ni l’autre ne s’attenda à ce qu'un evenement d’envergure pour les loup-garoup ne change leurs vie à jamais, et les oblige à reconsidérer leur avenir. La distance les séparant, leurs familles, autant d’autant plud de défis, mais ce n'est rien comparé à la guerre et au désastre qui se prépare à l’horizon.

Yousra et Ibrahim. 0 point commun pourtant ils feront tout pour être ensemble. L'un est dans le hlel, et l'autre fait du hram, l'un taff dans une boutique, l'autre gère des gars qui bibi. L'un habite dans le 91 l'autre dans le 93. Aucun lien les réunies pourtant ils resteront ensemble malgré tout.

Ils ont échappé aux recherches et ont trouvé refuge au Paraguay, Tess et Harald y mène une vie sereine depuis plusieurs années. Etre tranquille ne veut hélas pas dire, oubliés. Les hommes ont renoncé, pas les dieux et en particulier l’un d’eux : Loki. Il n’admet pas qu’une femme du XXIème siècle ait transformé un Viking en homme moderne. Bouleverser l’harmonie entre eux, quel plaisir ! Plus encore si l’un d’eux venait à perdre la mémoire. Qui pourrait aider l’autre à faire renaître cette mémoire perdue ? Saasil la prêtresse Amérindienne, ou Bera la Danoise ? Du Paraguay au Nordland, des Flandres à Toulouse, tant de lieux où leur quête de recherche de l’autre et des souvenirs passés les ménera. Un viking peut-il être victorieux d’un dieu ? Ont-ils eux aussi un fi l de vie à trancher. Parfois les Vikings sont victorieux. Parfois...

"Let's just say I'm tired of playing games and want to quit this? I want to be close to you because I like you. I want to know if we both like each other or I just misinterpreted your actions?" "No, you're right," she admitted. "But just this afternoon you said I was a complication you didn't need." "Over-analyzing is second nature to me. It helps me more often than I care to count. But not this time." "It doesn't seem like that," she said deliberately. "Maybe you just realized that there is no good chance of success in a relationship with me." "I don't care about the future. The only thing that matters is what's here and what's now." He stepped towards her, then another, until he could almost inhale the scent of her skin. "What can you say, Lara?" He asked hoarsely. "Are you ready to take a risk with me?"

“I promise you my dear mate, now that we've found you. We'll make sure you never leave our sight till you start to beg the Moon goddess you never met us.” He growled into my ears, his huge hands wrapping around my neck, while his brother nibbled and left bite marks on my skin, expecting me to shiver, from the heat building up between my legs. Instead, I let out a scoff, “Get your filthy hands off me, or I'll connect my elbows to your jaws like last time.” — Anastasia grew up knowing her family wasn't squeaky clean even after her mother remarried. Being on the legal side of the mafia business, they were totally unaware that their daughter had joined a secret organisation in charge of monitoring the syndicates. However, after a successful mission where she faces the Vasilev brothers and barely escapes with her life, she comes to discover the marriage contract she had agreed to was tied to a family that sat at the top of the mafia world. She walks into their world anxious but glad, knowing she’s there to give her parents peace. What she didn’t expect were the two men doubled as the Lycans brothers after her life. Despite this, she remains bold, oblivious of her connection to the brothers, their enemy and the werewolf world. How would a feisty human and two unshakable dangerous brothers ever live as couples?

"Sabihin na lang natin na pagod na ako sa paglalaro at nais kung tigilan na ito? Gusto kong mapalapit sa iyo dahil gusto kita. Nais kong malaman kung pareho ba tayo ng gusto o mali lang ang interpretasyon ko sa kilos mo?" "Hindi, tama ka," pag-amin niya. "Pero nitong hapon lamang ay sinabi mo na ako ay isang komplikasyon na hindi mo kailangan." "Over-analyzing is second nature to me. It’s helps me more often than I care to count. Ngunit hindi sa pagkakataong ito." "Parang hindi naman ganoon iyon," masuri niyang sinabi. "Marahil ay narealized mo lamang na walang magandang patutunguhan ang pakikipagrelasyon sa akin." "I don’t care about the future. Ang tanging mahalaga lamang ay kung ano ang narito at ang ngayon. " Humakbang siya patungo sa kanya, pagkatapos ay isa pa, hanggang sa halos malanghap na niya ang halimuyak ng kanyang balat. “Ano ang masasabi mo, Lara?" he asked hoarsely. "Handa ka bang makipagsapalaran sa akin?"