Jiraiya's Last Name

"If you think that it's over, then you got it all wrong." Are you ready to feel the last beat?

Leonardo de ricci is the strongest vampire king alive, who is fighting for his kind against werewolves from centuries. Born with the power of seeing future, he knows his soulmate who will be the last witch alive on earth will help him to gain victory. But Aurora Rossi wants nothing to do with the magical world she was born in. All she wants is to live a normal life, but little did she know it isn’t possible for a witch who was born to lead vampires towards victory in darkness. How could Leonardo bring his soulmate to the world she despise? How could he save his queen from the werewolves before the time comes where she will save his whole kind with a biggest sacrifice of her life? Will Leonardo let her help him after knowing the cost his soulmate will be paying by helping him to win the war?   Lets get into their fantasy world to join them in their highs and lows living every moment with them.   THIS IS BOOK #1 OF SERIES DE RICCI  

Sawyer Moon, daughter to the late Alpha Felix Moon and Luna Sasha Moon, before another ruthless Alpha killed them and took over their pack. Unfortunately, Sawyer was only 3 years old at the time. She was left in the care of her aunt and uncle, Rosa and Phil Handler. They lived away from any packs, blending in with the humans in a small town called Hope Springs. Sawyer has no idea she's a werewolf. Her aunt and uncle had a pendant necklace made for her to stop her from shifting. She's been told to never take it off as it symbolizes protection and was given to her by her late parents. Her aunt and uncle have always treated her with lots of love, raising her as their own since they couldn't have children. But to protect Sawyer from Alpha Tristan Lake, the man who killed her parents, they've had to hide her and raise her as a human. Will her safe human world come crumbling down when she discovers who she really is or will her powers be released.

In the grand Kingdom of Pereshwar, there lived a servant by the name of Nadia Rafsani, a.k.a. Nailah El Nour. Yep, that’s me. After experiencing the harsh reality of being a neglected bastard princess, I decided to live under the radar as a servant. Nailah El Nour, last princess of the Pereshwaran Empire, was not widely known. I was leading a very low-key and successful life until all the secrets about my family history started to unravel chaotically. And, it all started with a very annoying crow. To top off my list of inflating struggles, the crow was none other than the crown prince of the Pereshwaran Empire, Calaf Abraha. Moreover, my very existence poses a huge threat to the new kingdom, and I can under no circumstance fall into their hands. Now, as I struggle to keep my identity a secret, I also have to deal with this manipulative and infuriating prince from invading my personal life. But beware, the prince is allied with Jinns, and the Jinns know who whisper their secrets. They say death isn’t a good enough punishment for Nadia, so what is? An eternal binding, or permanent exile to the underworld? Find out more in this spellbinding story of two enemies who'd rip worlds apart just to create their own.

Dalam kehidupan ini ada beberapa hal yang tidak bisa kita hindari. Salah satunya adalah seseorang yang hendak datang atau pun yang ingin pergi. Kita tidak pernah bisa memilih siapa yang harus datang dan siapa yang harus pergi. Keduanya tidak dapat dikendalikan sesuka hati. Dan hal yang paling menyakitkan tentang hal ini, adalah datangnya seseorang yang bermaksud untuk pergi. Hal ini pun terjadi pada kehidupan seorang gadis muda bernama Nuri yang kedatangan seseorang untuk mengisi hati, namun pada akhirnya orang tersebut memilih pergi meninggalkan Nuri. Nuri yang saat itu patah hati lebih memilih untuk menutup hati supaya luka yang ia dapati bisa terobati. Akankah di masa depan ia bertemu lagi dengan orang yang membuat hatinya patah? Atau justru bertemu dengan orang lain yang membuatnya tersenyum cerah?

Commander Samson Gardner was my fiance. In his family was an iron-clad rule—no divorces. Before my brother died, his last wish was for Samson to marry me. So, even after falling in love with his childhood sweetheart, Samson still decided to marry me as promised. However, everything changed the day said childhood sweetheart destroyed the only watch my brother left me. When Samson sided with her again, I didn't argue. I simply reached out to my mentor overseas and started preparing to become a foreign correspondent. Before leaving, I gave myself ten days to put things in order. On the first day, I quietly hid the marriage application I was supposed to submit. On the third day, I turned in my resignation to the military. The day I was to leave, Samson finally remembered the watch and promised to take me to buy a new one on his next day off. Right after that, he ordered me, "Celia is inviting friends over for dinner tonight. Make sure the food is ready before you go." I agreed with a smile—and then never showed up in his world again. Afterward, Samson would stare blankly at the marriage application inside his drawer every time he saw my name in the news. There, within his drawer, were the memories of an autumn not yet fully arrived, the lover he could never win back, and the watch he could never give...

The yacht I'm steering crashes into a huge wave, scaring my husband's junior, who has a heart condition. So, my husband orders someone to tie me up and dangle me in the ocean by a rope. He even tells the captain to head straight into the waves. "You know Wren has a heart condition, yet you still scared her! How can you be so evil?" I beg him to let me go and tell him that I was following a charted path; I didn't mean for anything to happen. However, he just mocks me. "You've been a yacht driver for so long. Haven't you experienced anything like this before? I'll make you go through what Wren did! Let's see whether you'll pull this again!" After a day and night of this torment, he relents and decides to pull me back up. It's too bad he doesn't know that the waves have already torn me to shreds.

I'm betrothed to Hylton Miller from the moment I'm born. For as long as I can remember, he protects and loves me like I'm already his wife. Even if I get a tiny splinter on my hand, he holds it carefully as he gently clips it away. That is, until the young woman his family sponsors offends a client and is about to be sent to Zubania. He drugs me with a glass of wine. When I wake up, I'm in a foreign country and trapped in an illegal factory. Here, I endure inhuman abuse, torment, even humiliation... At my lowest, when despair almost swallows me whole, that sponsored young woman appears before me in a pristine, custom-made white gown. She smiles sweetly and presses the play button on a voice recording. And from the speaker comes the voice I long for every day and night. "It's fine. Alina's the young lady of the Winslet family—they won't do anything to her. But Priscilla? She's different. Worst case, I'll make it up to Alina when she gets back…" In that moment, it feels like someone tears my heart open with their bare hands.

My husband doesn't love me or our daughter. It's been six years since she was born, but he's never held her. The doctors say he has an emotional disorder, and that he doesn't know how to express the way he feels. But when his true love returns, he smiles at us for the first time. He even brings our daughter a gift. I think it's because he's finally seen sense… until she and I see the photo he uses as his phone's wallpaper. In it, his eyes are crinkled as he smiles. He has one arm around a little girl whose front tooth is missing, and he holds his true love's hand with the other. My daughter tugs on my hand, and her eyes redden. "Mommy, do you think we should leave? Should we give Daddy three final chances? Let's leave him if he still doesn't want us after that."

I have had a crush on Yannick for ten years but was too scared to confess. Then, I was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. So, I tied him up and took what I wanted—again and again. His eyes burned red as he struggled. "Yulia! If you’ve got the guts, untie me!" I thought that the second I let him go, he would strangle me in fury. But instead, he flipped the script—dominating me with a raw, almost punishing intensity, not stopping for a second. "Yulia, do I look like some weakling to you? So weak that you had to drug me?"