Filtres
Updating status
AllOngoingCompleted
Trier par
AllPopulairesRecommandationsNotesMis à jour
The King's Sinful Obsession

The King's Sinful Obsession

Nurul Islam stroked Abrar's hair and began: "Once there was a king. His son was very honest. His grandson was even more honest. One day, the uncle came and said, 'I want the throne of the kingdom. If you want to save your grandson's life, you must fight...'" The room grew dim; everyone's eyelids grew heavy. But Arian knew—he would have to stay awake through the night. Because old enemies do not sleep, and they were now running after Abrar.
10442 VuesEn coursAjouté à la bibliothèque 16 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
A Crown Cut with Salt

A Crown Cut with Salt

I spiked a line with Old Noll and forgot my name for the time it takes to tie a knot that will keep men from drowning. After, under the awning, soaked and laughing because that’s what you do when you don’t cry, the crew ate Berrit’s too-salty stew like a sacrament. Kade didn’t sit. He never sits when the men sit. He stood at the edge of the circle and took a spoonful without ceremony, eyes always a degree to the left of mine. “Captain,” Luth said, bringing a mug that steamed and lied about its contents. “Doctor’s orders. Salt out, warmth in.”
491 VuesComplétéAjouté à la bibliothèque 15 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
The Forgotten King

The Forgotten King

Levi supported me completely. Later he had asked me to join him to meet the King of Xucrye, Haakon. The night we arrived the sky was lit with Northern lights, it was such a magical moment and there he proposed to me. My heart leaped with joy and of course, I said yes. "And do you King Levi Quinton Lennox take Kathleen Mary Fisherman as your lawfully wedded wife and queen?" The priest asks. Levi grins excitedly, "I do." He says, his voice full of pride and joy.
611.0K VuesComplétéAjouté à la bibliothèque 372 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
Hybrid King: A Royal Affair

Hybrid King: A Royal Affair

“Alika, take care of my handful of a brother.” “As always, your highness. Have a smooth journey back.” And she was gone. Something shifted in the air. My senses urged me not to look up, but I wanted to understand what was happening. Why the silence? As I did, I saw the king’s face, staring at a maid—the one who had spoken to me earlier—who stepped forward to refill his glass of wine. His eyes were a dark red, different from the bluish hue I had seen that day. “I have lost my appetite for this snack, I want a better one.”
9.31.6K VuesEn coursAjouté à la bibliothèque 40 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
The King Who Waited

The King Who Waited

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.
306 VuesEn coursAjouté à la bibliothèque 10 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
AN ANGEL FOR THE MAFIA

AN ANGEL FOR THE MAFIA

His perfectly symmetrical features were complemented by a pair of full, sensuous lips, which occasionally curved into a mesmerizing smile that could disarm even the most guarded of hearts. Dressed in a cream colored shirt and a well ironed gray trousers, he was a sight to behold, but Cordelia didn’t have eyes to see for now. Her situation had messed a lot of things up. “Hello,” he said with his rich baritone voice. “My name is King, I just moved in, so I thought to come say hello to my neighbor.” He said, drawing out a big green bottle of champagne out a shiny bag. “I brought this. I hope we can be good neighbors and if things go well, maybe friends too?”
1.5K VuesEn coursAjouté à la bibliothèque 54 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
Yrthos: The Legend of Peace Bringer

Yrthos: The Legend of Peace Bringer

Believe in facts, not in myths or legends. Esper cleared her throat that made the king tone down his voice. He stood up and turned his head away, pressing his palms on the desk. 'Why am I still surprised? When that sea also took the lives of my grandparents. The horrible and unpredictable impulse of nature. We're almost in a debt situation. All our expensive imports were at those ships, from fabrics to spices, up to the finest weapons and armors.' Salamar sat back as Esper gazes at him, to the man she loves the most. He got deep-set eyes and clean-cut hair that got grey streaks on the side. The weight and thickness of his fitted dark purple surcoat are appropriate to the temperate climate of
2.4K VuesEn coursAjouté à la bibliothèque 70 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
Ruthless King

Ruthless King

The sudden surge of fear caused the woman to leap back, quickly resuming her previous stance. The king yearned to heal his beloved with his own saliva, but alas, it was beyond his power to do so. Her heart raced with fear and terror at the mere thought of him. "Bring me a doctor!" he exclaimed urgently. Those who heard it instantly followed their king's instruction.
Chapitres populaires
7.0K VuesComplétéAjouté à la bibliothèque 153 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
The Wolf King

The Wolf King

“I thought I was going to have a nightmare on my hands. You never call them derogatory names. I’ll fire you if you ever do. You always treat them with respect, as though they are family.” Jessie smirked. “You mean like how I call Jake a butthead and ass breath? That’s what you call family. You might want to tell them to treat them like anyone but family.” The Senator grinned. “Your brother hates those names, Jess. If he were here instead of in Afghanistan, he’d tell you himself.”
9.725.2K VuesComplétéAjouté à la bibliothèque 553 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
The Mafia King

The Mafia King

Vallea sat tied to the chair her hair hung over her face. The water was thrown over her She slowly opened her eyes they cut hair. "Good afternoon Vallea it’s nice to see you are finally with us." "Who are you?" "I’m Nicolo Russo. The maffia king." Oh great a fucking ameture. "You are not the Mafia king, my brother Matteo Robustelli is." "I am and you should remember that.’ "Why am I here?" "You are here as bate, my princess."
627.5K VuesComplétéAjouté à la bibliothèque 743 fois en tant que king of salt
Read
+Librairie
Dernier
123456
...
8

Questions fréquentes

The main character in 'The Book of Salt' is Bình, a Vietnamese cook who leaves his homeland to work as a personal chef for Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas in Paris. The novel beautifully weaves his story through memories, dreams, and the bittersweet reality of being an outsider. Bình's voice is raw and poetic, filled with longing for home, love, and belonging. His journey isn't just about physical displacement but also the emotional weight of unspoken desires and the quiet resilience of someone who navigates life on the margins.

What makes Bình unforgettable is how Monique Truong gives him such a vivid inner world. He’s not just a cook; he’s a storyteller, observing the eccentricities of his employers while grappling with his own identity. The salt in the title becomes a metaphor for his tears, his labor, and the flavor he brings to others’ lives—often unnoticed. It’s one of those books where the protagonist lingers in your mind long after the last page, like the aftertaste of a carefully seasoned meal.

Scanner le code pour lire sur l'application
DMCA.com Protection Status