Left 4 Dead: The Sacrifice Comic

Sophia is a teenage girl with so many ambitions but very unlucky with Nature, life was so unfair as she battles leukemia amidst being with the love of her life, Larry. Larry became the sacrifice when it was time to prove he loves Sophia.

I married Rafe Maretti—the man who owned the Maretti Casino empire. Sophisticated, ruthless, but sinfully charming. By year three of our marriage, I introduced my little sister to his nephew, Adam Moretti—twenty-five, all sharp smiles and sharper ambition. He ran the dirtier side of the family’s business—arms, drugs, the kind of trade that dripped blood and money in equal parts. I married the powerful, irresistible uncle. She married the young, dangerous nephew. It was supposed to be our fairytale. Then one day, I got kidnapped in Rafe’s casino. Snatched by a rival mafia family desperate to force Rafe to sign over one of his biggest, most profitable casinos. Except Rafe didn’t answer the phone or even notice I was gone. The kidnappers grew impatient. First, it was slaps. Then punches. Then they shattered my leg and buried a knife in my stomach. Still no word from my husband. Until finally, after what felt like a hundred unanswered calls, a single message came through. "I’m with Bianca. She’s having a stomach. Stop calling." Once the kidnappers realized I had no value, they dumped me in a rotting warehouse like discarded luggage. It was Isla, my sister, who found me. She got me out. And then the brakes failed. The car spun out. Isla went unconscious beside me. I tried calling Adam. Isla’s husband. But as soon the call went through, all I could hear was. “Leave me along. Isla, I am in the middle of something here.” When I clearly heard a woman’s voice in the back. If not for a passing stranger, Isla and me wouldn’t have made it to the hospital, let along have survived. So when I opened my eyes again, the first thing I thought was: I’m divorcing that sorry bastard. The Maretti can go to hell.

Tiga tahun sudah terlewati, dan selama itulah New memendam perasaan kecewa, bingung, marah, juga rindu. Thana kakak kandungnya yang merangkap sebagai sahabat juga orang tua berubah menjadi pemuda berhati dingin terhadapnya. Menatap sinis dirinya juga memberinya kata-kata kasar. Tidak ada lagi tatapan lembut, senyuman hangat, juga tawa ceria. Hanya ada kebekuan dan decihan tajam saat keduanya di tempat yang sama. Umur New dan Thana hanya selisih dua tahun, menyebabkan mereka sangat dekat bahkan bergabung dalam grup yang sama. Namun kedekatan mereka terputus setelah New siuman, New sempat koma selama tiga bulan. Walau mereka tidak sedekat dulu lagi, mereka masih menetap digrup. Grup mereka terdiri dari enam orang, Lion yang seorang Pianis juga ketua, Krist sebagai Drummer, Thana sebagai pemain Bass, Jump sebagai Gitaris, Phan sebagai vokal pertama, dan New sendiri sebagai Vokalis utama. Grup mereka bernama B2F2 atau BBFF kepanjangan dari Best Brotherhood, Friendship Forever. Nama grup itu tercetus oleh member termuda mereka, yaitu New. Karena mereka semua masa bodoh dengan nama grup, akhirnya mereka semua setuju menggunakan nama grup yang diusulkan oleh New. Grup mereka sudah berdiri sejak Thana memasuki tahun pertama sekolah menengah akhir. Dan karena sekolah New berdekatan dengan sekolah Thana, menyebabkan New selalu berkumpul bersama teman kakaknya. Terlebih minat juga bakat yang sama di bidang musik, menyebabkan mudahnya beradaptasi dan akrab. Hingga ditahun pertama Thana kuliah, mereka membeli sebuah rumah yang tidak jauh dari kampus dan tinggal bersama-sama.

Sienna is a human raised among werewolves. The problem? She is in love with a jerk. The biggest problem? That asshole is her best friend and the future Alpha of the pack. Sienna develops feelings for Hunter, her best friend and the werewolf who has protected her since she came to the pack. The only thing that stops her from confessing is the legend that specified that each son of the moon is marked by destiny; forced to search the world for their other half. And a human couldn't be a werewolf's soulmate.

Gabriel Russo had been born under a dark cloud. He knew his history like the back of his hand; his mother made sure of that. He knew what blood ran through his veins and what it meant. He also knew that there were some with that same blood who would kill him if they could. Born the product of a horrible act inflicted upon his mother by one of the Ricci brothers, now the adopted son of another very powerful family, he's the heir to two of the most powerful Familias in the West.The Life The Beginning is created by Jordan Silver, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Estelle grew up being surrounded by werewolves. The Alpha and the future Alpha always considered her as being one of the wolf despite not being part of the pack. She was a human. However, her reflexes were much faster than any human's, as well as her senses. Sometimes, she is considered as a wolf because her resistance was equal to some of them. Werewolves have mates, the women who are capable of taming those beast. It is assured that when a wolf turn sixteen, they can percieved the essence of their mate and there were no exception to the rule. Estelle didn't know if it was her idea or her hallucination but ever since she was a child, she already know who her mate is. The problem? He's a and she's a human. That would be impossible. The other problem? That guy is her best friend. The biggest problem? He already swore to know his mate and it is not Estelle.

During a battle between packs, both my adopted sister Chloe and I were injured. A Rogue tore me apart, leaving me a mangled heap of flesh and blood. My wolf was already fading from my spirit. But my Alpha mate, Damon, ran straight to Chloe. She had nothing more than a scratch on her face. He refused to use his Alpha power to save me, blaming me for the entire disaster. "Elena, if you hadn't slowed us down, none of this would have happened! How could Chloe have gotten hurt?" "You're not worth wasting the pack's resources on." In the end, I was left for dead in the forest, unclaimed and forgotten. And when the truth came out that I had died to save him? That cold-blooded Alpha who rejected me so viciously went insane.

When the earthquake hit, I found myself buried under the rubble, barely clinging to life. My wife, Meghan Hudson, charges into the collapsing office building without hesitation. However, the person she rescues is Gerald Parker, the new technical specialist at my company. Even as she hurries away with the rescue team, she doesn't spare me a single glance. Severely crushed and bleeding heavily, I'm rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery. Yet, Meghan pours all her care and attention into Gerald, who barely has a scratch on him. In the end, I'm completely disheartened and pull out the divorce papers. Meghan goes berserk and tears them to shreds, thinking I'll give in like I always did. What she doesn't know is that this time, I'm truly exhausted.

Bruno, the Alpha of his pack, was believed to be dead by his own pack members. He disappeared without a trace and was presumed dead. However, Bruno was far from dead. He had been living in exile for years, plotting his revenge against those who betrayed him. One day, Bruno met Adora, an Omega who had also suffered through pain and betrayal. They bonded over their shared experiences and desire for revenge. But as they worked towards their goal, they began to feel something more. Their passion burned like wildfire, but they wondered if love was just a distraction from their ultimate goal. Would revenge be the only thing they would get from their journey together? As they fought their way towards their revenge, they found themselves falling deeper in love. But with every step they took, they wondered if it was worth it. Would they lose everything they had worked for in the pursuit of love? The first book in the missing alpha’s series. The Dead Alpha (Book one) The Long-lost Alpha (Book two) The Missing Alpha (Book three)

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.