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In a world dominated by a ruthless empire, Nia Wolfsong, an Omega survivor of a border massacre, has spent years hiding in the shadows, driven by vengeance and a desire to dismantle the empire that destroyed her village. Her mission: to bring down the emperor and everything he built. But when she crosses paths with Ash Ravenspine, a former general of the empire who has been manipulated and twisted by the very forces Nia despises, everything she believes is put to the test. Ash, once a loyal soldier, has spent years fighting for an empire that turned him into a weapon. Betrayed by his own, he is forced to confront the darkness of his past and the man he has become. Together, Nia and Ash form an uneasy alliance, navigating a world where loyalties shift and survival is the only certainty. As the rebellion against the empire grows, Nia and Ash must face not only the empire’s wrath but their own fractured pasts. Love, betrayal, and revenge intertwine as they fight for freedom—knowing that every victory might cost them everything. In a battle for a new world, who will survive, and at what cost?

Ling's parents have been separated since she was young, and she copes with the separation by taking good care of her father. When the public school her father works at receives news of a donor who'd supply the school with new books, Ling becomes enthusiastic. But upon meeting Joshua Aragon Villafuerte, the donor, all her senses tell her this handsome, rich boy is more than what he is. Joshua grew up never knowing what a mother's love was. He doesn't mind though since he sails through life easily with a rich father as his support. Though charming and your general nice guy, behind his easy-going smile Joshua isn't faring well--not when you witnessed your own mother put a bullet to her head at the tender age of six. Just when two people try to overcome their childhood heartaches, Ling and Joshua discover what links them together. And whatever truth comes out of their predicament, they can't deny that they need each other to get pass their demons.

"I do not need a broken thing. I need a Luna." Those were the last words Elara heard before Alpha Ashren Thalric rejected her. Born without a wolf, she was the pack’s shame, weak, powerless, and unworthy. Broken by the bond he severed, she was left to die in the frozen Forbidden Forest. But Elara didn’t die. Five years later, the Silver Creek Pack is on the brink of annihilation, overrun by a rogue army. Desperate, Ashren begs the Lycan King for help. He expects a relief squad. Instead, he gets General Elara. She isn't the fragile girl he threw away anymore. She is the long-lost Lycan Princess, heir to the Onyx Throne, and the deadliest warrior in the kingdom. Now, Ashren must take orders from the woman he broke, watching her rule with the power he despised. As the war rages, the mate bond reignites, fiercer and hotter than before. Ashren wants her back. But Elara didn't return for love. She returned to watch him bow. Will she save her fated mate or let his kingdom burn?

Madison Suarez is a general surgeon in one of the biggest hospitals in the country. Her mother died after she was born and she was raised by her father in a country side and a far away town. After deciding to travel to the city to study, she left her father alone. When she was a child, she was forbidden to go outside of their house. Her father didn’t let her to play or even go to school. She was isolated from the world. When she decided to study medicine, she traveled to the city even though her father was against it and since then they never saw each other. Aleister is a 500-year-old superior vampire. His kinds are the ones who protects humanity from the immortal beings. He is an actor and also the son of the superior vampire leader. Meanwhile, Mallory is an actress and the leader of the inferior vampires or known as bad vampires. The two kinds of vampires have been enemies for generations. Madison’s life is about to turn upside down as she slowly discovers the hidden truth about her identity. She slowly discovered that she has a werewolf blood inside her. Her ordinary life started being tangled with the immortal world.

Year XX26 when a plane had gone missing. No one has heard from it since then. Search parties were called off and passengers were declared dead. People tried calling out to them through their phones. They hear it ring but no one answers. Nathalia Trayce's father was on that plane and she's determined to find out where or what exactly happened to him; by going to the place that her father was suppose to go. Hoping to find more clues, she boarded a plane passing through the Pacific Ocean when an unexpected thing happened; their plane crashed and they suddenly found themselves in an underwater land. The Atlantis, where they found out that they were responsible for the missing planes in order to save them from the government. At least, those who posses Atlantean genes - a superior gene that help improve their physical and mental abilities. But why can Nathalie hear the thoughts of sea creatures - an ability that is suppose to be for Byron, who's the said reincarnated demigod? Trained by an Atlantean general named Skyr, and learning that her ex-bestfriend, Trei, was actually one of the Atlantean rebels. Nathalia had to choose which side to take. Or in her case, who to believe.

Alessia Bianchi has survived ten years in silence, bound to the Morano crime family to repay her late father’s mysterious debt. But when her service nears its end, a new chain is fastened around her neck, marriage to Luca Morano, the family’s feared and volatile heir. Luca is every bit the monster they warned her about: powerful, merciless, and dangerously captivating. He’s known for breaking rules and women. But when his obsession with Alessia ignites, so does something unexpected… desire, protection, and a hunger to possess her completely. Torn between her loyalty to a lost love and the storm Luca awakens inside her, Alessia discovers her fate was never hers to escape. Buried deep in her memory lies a secret her father died to protect an encrypted weapon that could eliminate the Atlan Syndicate and crown the Moranos kings of the underworld. But claiming that power means choosing a side, losing herself in the process and even loosing Luca's soul. As war erupts, loyalties fracture, and blood stains white silk, Alessia must decide: Will she give herself to a man born of darkness… Will Luca ever truly love her without possessing her? What if the very secrets hold were the reason her father died? Will Lorenzo rise again not as her saviour but as her enemy? Or rise from the ashes of her past and take control of a world that tried to silence her?

Three months since my husband, Julian Moretti, disappeared. I walked into his favorite den, the grief so deep it stole the air from my lungs. I just wanted to breathe him in, to find any trace of him that was left. Then I heard it. A familiar laugh. And the soft moan of a woman. Through a crack in the door, I saw him. My husband, the man "missing" for three months, had his hand tangled in another woman's hair. "Baby, just a little longer," he said. "Soon as I siphon enough cash from the family's books, we're gone. You and me." In his arms was Bianca, from the Rosso family. "What about your wife?" she purred. "Let her play the grieving widow. She's nothing without me anyway." My fists clenched. The world went quiet, my blood turning to ice. The next day, I put the word out to the entire Family. "I'm holding a memorial mass for my husband." At the service, he stormed in, a ghost returned from the grave, roaring that he was alive and there to take back what was his. But I was standing next to his uncle, Dante Moretti, and all I did was stare him down. "Then explain," I said, my voice cutting through the silence. "Explain the woman. Explain the money. Explain your betrayal... to the Family. And to me."

When His Majesty King Dominic Thornfield was attacked, my husband, Roland Wentworth, Commander of the Royal Guard, was busy placating his first love, Vivian Sinclair, who had stormed off in a fit of anger. I did not light the signal flare in my hand. Instead, I used my heavily pregnant body as a human shield to protect the King and help him escape. In my past life, I had lit that flare. Roland abandoned Vivian to rush back and save the King. He was rewarded for his loyal service by being made a Duke Protector. However, Vivian fell into a trap and died on the spot. On the surface, Roland said nothing. Yet, on the very day I went into labor, he threw me into the Beast Dungeon. My face twisted in agony as I demanded to know why. Roland merely glanced at me coldly and said, "His Majesty had plenty of guards around him, so why did it have to be me who came back? You must have done it on purpose, only caring about power and wealth. If you hadn't lit that flare, Vivian wouldn't have died. Whatever suffering Vivian endured, I'll make you pay it back tenfold!" In the end, I was torn apart and devoured by the beasts. Even the child in my womb was consumed completely. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day the King was attacked.

Titre du roman : Jeux d’Ombres Résumé : Dans une ville rongée par la corruption, le crime organisé et les ambitions politiques, Fabrice, un jeune homme discret, se retrouve pris dans une toile dangereuse tissée par Vital, un homme de l’ombre au service du pouvoir… mais surtout de lui-même. Ce dernier confie à Fabrice une mission étrange : kidnapper une jeune femme, Nina, sans lui faire de mal. Fabrice accepte, sans savoir qu’elle est la fille d’un haut conseiller politique, Nathan N’Dongo, et que sa disparition va mettre la ville en alerte. Tiraillé entre sa loyauté, son passé criminel et sa promesse à sa mère de rester honnête, Fabrice va peu à peu comprendre que ce qu’il croyait être un simple “contrat” cache en réalité un vaste complot mêlant trafics, trahisons et ambitions personnelles. Au cœur de ce chaos, Fabrice devra choisir : devenir complice… ou briser la chaîne du silence. Entre tensions, manipulations et révélations, Jeux d’Ombres est un thriller haletant où les héros sont rarement ceux qu’on croit.

Ich starb an dem Tag, an dem ich den „Distinguished Service Award“ des Rudels erhalten sollte. Drei Stunden nach meinem Tod machten meine Eltern, mein Bruder und mein Gefährte gerade den Abschluss der Abschlussfeier, die sie für meine Schwester ausgerichtet hatten. Während meine Schwester Ella ein gemütliches Familienfoto auf Instagram postete, war ich im Keller eingesperrt. Ich versuchte, mit der Zunge über mein Handy zu wischen, um Hilfe zu rufen. Der einzige Person, die antwortete, war mein Gefährte Ryan. Alles, was er sagte, war: „Sophie, hör auf mit dem Drama. Ellas Abschlussfeier ist wichtig. Jetzt reicht's aber mit dem Theater!“ Es war das neunundneunzigste Mal, dass sie mich im Stich ließen. Und das letzte. Ich lag in einer Lache meines eigenen Blutes, und meine Lungen waren reglos. Sie dachten, ich hätte einfach einen Wutanfall und hätte mich irgendwo versteckt, und dass ich schon zu ihnen zurückkriechen würde, wenn sie mich nur genug schmoren ließen. Aber sie wussten es nicht. Ich war die ganze Zeit zu Hause. Ich war bereits tot.