Geoffrey Moore: Books

When I was reborn, returning back to the day of filling out the mate registration form, I decided to write my sister Sophia Harrington's name on the form. I would help her achieve her dreams with Adrian Northgate in this lifetime. Without waiting for Adrian to ask, I gave the wedding dress to my sister ahead of time and placed the ring that symbolized our mate bond into her hands. I did not argue or make a fuss. Instead, I facilitated every opportunity for them to spend time together. When he took my sister to fight in the southern territories, I quietly packed everything up and went to university in the northern grasslands. This was because, in my previous life, I devoted myself to caring for our family. Yet, after Adrian was promoted to the pack's first warrior, he and our son knelt before me, begging me to dissolve our mate bond so that he could fulfill his love for Sophia. Living this life again, I decided not to become mates with Adrian. I wanted to pursue my dreams — to study at the Northern Grassland Werewolf University, become a medical doctor, and live the free life I had always desired!

When we were about to head to the amusement park, my Beta boyfriend, Drew, brought along a woman and her daughter. There happened to be one seat short in the car. Drew told me to get out and give my seat to the two of them. “Laura has a kid with her. Let them go first. I’ll come back for you later,” he said. I calmly stepped out and watched as the car slowly pulled away from the pack. Three hours later, they arrived at the amusement park for the fireworks and feast. When a friend asked Drew why he still hadn’t come back to get me, Drew was patiently helping Laura light a giant firework. He wasn’t in a rush at all and even said, “It’ll be fine if I pick Sienna up later. She won’t mind. I’ll coax her a bit, and she’ll stop being mad.” Anger only worked on people who cared about someone. My dad, mom, and brother never cared, and now, not even Drew cared anymore. It was time for me to leave for good.

« J'arrive à un âge où en dépit du bois qui l'a nourrie, ma flamme n'est plus qu'une lueur vacillante, de celles qui usent les yeux pour écrire ses mémoires. Elle jette toutefois sur mes heures passées une lumière apaisée et éclaire mes actes sous un angle honnête. Loin de l'hagiographie chantée par les bardes, elle souligne les faits glorieux sans écraser les zones d'ombre. » Héritière de l'Arbre-Mère, Luwise se rêve en artisan de paix, protectrice d'Okateï, unificatrice des royaumes sylvestres et des Enténébrés. Ses nobles ambitions se heurtent aux scepticismes et aux réticences des Seigneurs, humains et démoniaques, jaloux de leurs pouvoirs. Luwise devra faire la preuve que son titre n'est pas une coquille vide. Par la force et par les mots, elle devra gagner les coeurs et mater ses rivaux. Le chemin est étroit entre sagesse et tyrannie, il est aisé de se perdre soi-même. L'ère d'Osukateï s'ouvre dans un brasier qui pourrait bien consumer le monde.

Depuis que l’air est devenu irrespirable, les gens ne sortent plus de leur appartement. Les portes des immeubles sont scellées, tel l’entrejambe d’une chrétienne prémaritale. 
Alors Vincent, programmeur, occupe ses journées de lignes de code, de sandwichs lyophilisés et de porno sur le web. 
Sa vie est insipide. 
Jusqu’au jour où apparaît sur son écran un message gouvernemental. Roulements de tambours et musique à crissement, sa vie bascule. L’acharnement ubuesque qu’il a donné pendant tant d’années à maintenir sa vie dans la banalité la plus inintéressante vole alors en éclat. La prison le guette, les cyber-terroristes l’espionnent. C’est la merde.

Dystopie drôle et crue, La Déréliction de la Chaussette trouée propose une réflexion cynique sur la génération Y au travers d’une société cyber dépendante.


Via suffers from the disease of a visual hallucination; unable to distinguish the difference between the reality and hallucination whenever she was on its period. On the positive side, she was able to perform artistic talent on the stage and created a number of masterpieces based on what she sees in her hallucination period. Struggling with her disease, she became an ambitious painter since her childhood, has developed an extreme obsession with her talent in creating lifelike paintings as her only source of recovery. She had won numerous art competitions in various places enough to land her on a list of respected artists in her country of origin and popularity among her peers. However, this was not supported by her parents who lacked the proper knowledge in mental illness. She had been socially isolated for the twenty years of her life, as commanded by her helicopter parents. Determined to escape from the forced solitude and to treat her disease, she joined a prestigious art competition to achieve financial and emotional independence.

Everything changed on my twelfth birthday. The brakes failed, the tragic crash, and the death of our parents. My brother blamed it all on me. He ruled as the mafia boss, yet all he showed me was hatred. The only love he had left was for our younger sister. He never believed how sick I became. He accused me of faking my sickness to get attention. He would turn to our sister with a gentleness I never received, he promised to save her, and he promised she would never die on his watch. My heart ended up beating inside her chest even after I died. He finally saw what was left of my damaged body after I was gone. The truth my brother never bothered to face would shatter his world.

I've been in a relationship with my older brother's best friend, Alpha Alexander Parker, for seven years. But there's a twist—this relationship is a secretive one. After having too much moonshine to drink one day, Alexander tells me drunkenly, "Willow, Stella is with pup now. If she doesn't have a mate, she'll get exiled out of the pack by the elders. Is it okay if I give her the Luna position for now?" In a calm and docile tone, I reply, "Okay." In my previous life, I didn't agree to Alexander's suggestion. I also insisted on holding the mating ceremony with him. Meanwhile, Stella Lockhart's belly continued to grow as weeks passed. In the end, she couldn't conceal it anymore. The enraged elders eventually cast her out of the pack. After Stella was gone, Alexander no longer came home, nor did he speak a word to me. I knew that he blamed me for everything. Some time later, I died from overwhelming guilt and depression. When I was about to close my eyes, I saw Alexander rushing into my room in alarm. Stella, who was supposed to be cast out of the pack, trailed behind him with a pup in her arms. That was when I finally realized that while Alexander was Stella's savior, he was never the most suitable mate for me. Now that I'm reborn, I don't turn his suggestion down. Instead, I decide to cut off all ties with him so that he and Stella can live happily ever after.

On my way home from picking wild berries in the woods, I see my mate, Ethan Volkov, feeding our pups roast chicken. His childhood sweetheart, Zoe Hathaway, is snuggling next to them. While chatting with Ethan about her experiences studying on the northern grasslands, she entertains the children. My five-year-old daughter is happily swinging her legs as she holds out a piece of roast chicken to Zoe, while My son carefully wipes the grease off Zoe's hands. Ethan never once looks away from Zoe. It is as if he only has eyes for her. Seeing my beloved mate and the pups I've tirelessly raised so attached to another she-wolf leaves me devastated. I draft a Bond Breaking Agreement, give up custody of the children, and leave. Pursue the herbal research career that I gave up for my family Yet later, the always calm and composed Ethan loses his composure. My daughter Katrina and my son James search everywhere for me, openly expressing their love and begging me to come home.

Tiga hari sebelum pernikahan, Arven didatangi oleh sahabat masa kecilnya yang kembali ke tanah air bersama ibunya yang mengidap penyakit mematikan. Dia ingin menikah dengan Arven demi menunaikan wasiat terakhir ibunya. Di kehidupan sebelumnya, aku menentang keras. Pada akhirnya, Arven menolak permintaan sahabat kecilnya, Nyra. Sesuai rencana, Arven melangkah ke pelaminan bersamaku. Namun, Nyra muncul di lokasi pernikahan sambil memeluk foto mendiang ibunya dan menuduh Arven tak berperasaan. Arven menyuruh para pengawal mengusirnya dan pernikahan kami pun tetap berlangsung. Akan tetapi pada malam pertama pernikahan, dia tidak pulang semalaman. Setelah itu, setiap malam kami tidur terpisah. Dia lebih memilih mabuk berat daripada menyentuhku. Ketika aku bertanya alasannya, dia berkata dengan sorot mata yang tampak buram karena alkohol. "Aeris, setiap kali melihatmu, aku selalu teringat tatapan putus asa Nyra, juga wajah mendiang ibunya .... Aku menyesal!" Aku pun jatuh sakit karena kesedihan dan meninggal dunia. Saat membuka mata kembali, aku kembali ke hari ketika Arven mengatakan ingin mengadakan pernikahan untuk Nyra. Di kehidupan ini, aku langsung menyetujui permintaannya. Menatap punggungnya yang pergi dengan wajah penuh kebahagiaan, aku menelpon rumah dan berkata, "Kak, aku setuju dengan perjodohan keluarga. Atur saja pernikahannya tiga hari lagi."

I, Elena Rossi, was diagnosed with acute kidney injury a year ago. I need a kidney transplant to survive. My fiance, Dario Ajello, is the Don of the mafia family, and he looks everywhere to find a suitable kidney donor for me. As it turns out, my younger stepsister, Lucia Rossi, is the only person who is eligible to be my kidney donor. However, she refuses to take the five million dollars Dario offers her as compensation. Instead, she makes a ridiculous demand—that Dario pretend to be her boyfriend for an entire month. I am all against it. I would rather die than agree to her conditions in order to receive her kidney. Dario promises me that he won't fulfill her demands, but I soon find out that he still has agreed to be Lucia's boyfriend for a month. After learning the truth, I decide to give up on my treatment and silently make arrangements for my passing. That is because I know that Lucia will never donate her kidney to me, even if Dario fulfills his side of the obligations.