Lie Down Artinya

Titre : Le Lien Sacré Vampires et sorciers s’affrontent depuis des siècles, Elya, une oméga rejetée par sa meute, découvre qu’elle est liée par un destin hors du commun. Marquée par une prophétie oubliée, elle porte en elle un pouvoir que tous convoitent. Deux âmes s’élèvent autour d’elle. Caïn, un sorcier au passé obscur, hanté par des visions qui le lient à Elya. Adrian, un vampire millénaire, rongé par une malédiction qui menace de le consumer. Tous deux sont ses âmes sœurs. Tous deux sont prêts à tout pour la protéger… ou la posséder. Tandis que les ombres du passé refont surface et que la guerre entre les clans s’intensifie, Elya devra faire un choix. Car leur lien est sacré, mais aussi dangereux. L’aimer, c’est défier l’ordre du monde. L’un d’eux sera sa lumière. L’autre, sa damnation. Dans cette lutte où désir et trahison se mêlent, Elya parviendra-t-elle à briser la prophétie avant que le lien sacré ne devienne sa prison ?

The day before the race, I burned my car and announced my withdrawal. Overnight, my fanbase collapsed. Supporters unfollowed in droves, and casual fans turned on me just as viciously. Jasper, the man who had always treated me as his only real rival, put on a show of false concern. “Without him, the race feels too lonely. No matter what, I still hope he’ll return to the track and face me properly.” I sneered. In my previous life, the racecar I had painstakingly modified ended up identical to his. No matter how many videos I released of full recordings of every step I personally took, all Jasper had to do was tearfully tell his fans, “Then let Finn use it. He needs it more than I do. I’ll win on my own strength.” And just like that, I became the shameless thief in everyone’s eyes. Later, the moment I started my car, the components inside exploded, and I was left in a vegetative state. His fans called it karma. Even on the day my fiancée pulled out my oxygen tube and watched me die, I still couldn’t understand. Why had everything that belonged to me—my career, my girlfriend—all become Jasper’s? When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the race schedule was first announced.

A reality that Amelie would never Amelie would never accept. She is the werewolf that was lost for a dozen years. And she never know who she was. Reymond, her ultimate destiny. A werewolf who also lived among humans. However, their relationship they never got along. Reymond, the only son of Reid and Amelie, the servant there. And Reymond hasn't realized that Amelie is luna. Will Reymond find out who Amelie is? How will Amelie react if she finds out she is a Werewolf?

My name is Daniella Limebear. In my past life, my long-lost younger sister, Heidi Limebear, returns home. On her very first day back, I hear the faint whispers of her heart: "At the riverside, I saw the other kids learning to swim with their dads… I wish I could join them." The next day, I drive Heidi to the clearest stretch of river in the countryside. I teach her to float and paddle, guiding her hands with mine. Without warning, she lets out a scream and disappears beneath the water. I plunge into the river, fighting against the current to reach her. Suddenly, she clutches my arm and pulls me under. With the last of my strength, I push her toward the shore. Water fills my lungs, and darkness swallows me. Amid the piercing wail of the ambulance siren, Heidi curls into our mother's arms, tears streaking her cheeks. Mom slaps me across the face. In Dad's eyes, there is only utter disappointment. "Heidi has already endured so much while she was gone for ten years! I can't believe you would try to drown her the moment she comes home!" he snaps. I stand frozen, unable to defend myself. Shortly after the incident, a group of troublemakers just outside the school gates corners Heidi. Once again, I "hear" her cries of despair echoing in my mind: "He said if I don't meet him tonight, he'll set our home on fire! Daniella, please save me! You're the only one who can." The moment I arrive at the scene, I'm immediately surrounded by a group of thugs. With cruel, mocking smiles, they close in from all sides. "Don't blame us. Your precious younger sister paid us five thousand dollars to kill you." "She claimed that once you're out of the picture, the billion‑dollar inheritance goes straight to her." Just as I begin to suffocate, I notice Heidi standing not far away. Her face remains perfectly calm and composed. When I open my eyes again, I realize I've returned to the day she was found and brought home. Once more, her inner voice echoes in my ears: "I really want to swim… I wish Daniella would take me."

Makynzee has spent all of her life being dependent on people who've always disappointed her, especially her abusive mother. Everyone lies to her - her sister, her uncle, even her beloved father. When her mom strips her of her one true love, gymnastics, she's determined to find and maintain her independence. There's only one little problem...money. She sets out to find a job as a dancer at a gentlemen's club, but finds, the club owner Kalil, instead. With his looks, money, and charisma any woman would be crazy not to want him and Makynzee's no different. Falling for him fast she soon discovers some things just aren't adding up and Kalil may not be the man she thought he was. He wants to be with her and provide for her, but can he protect her? When a love-struck fan becomes obsessed and begins attacking and stalking Makynzee she questions Kalil's ability to be her protector. Makynzee has no idea who he is, where he came from, or why he's here, but he's determined to have her even if that means eliminating everyone she knows and loves. By any means necessary, right? She belongs to him and he's claiming what's rightfully his, no matter the circumstances. When secrets are revealed, they threaten to tear Makynzee apart and chaos becomes her constant companion. Will she be able to escape this insanity or will she become a permanent victim?

"I was the reason behind his success, but now, I will be the reason for his downfall." Ashley Carter was the perfect and loyal wife every man in the business world envied. The woman that only Alex Montgomery could have. Ashley thought she had it all until the night of their anniversary. An anonymous call ended a five-year-old solid union and the happy life of Ashley. She was not just betrayed by her husband, but also lost all her properties and reputation in society because of him. With shame and the constant smear by the media, Ashley left, but promised to return to fulfill those words. And exactly three years later, she was back as a famous actress to take everyone who hurt her down. But she wasn't alone. She had the three most dangerous men fighting for her heart. Now, her ex-husband is falling at her feet, begging for another chance and set to compete with these three men for her cold heart. But love wasn't Ashley's priority anymore. Revenge and the unquenchable thirst for fame were. And even if she decides to give it a second chance, who would she choose? No one knows, but it is quite certain that she is out to destroy not just him, but everyone.

Megan Harding has just landed her dream job on the Elite space station, but her dreams quickly turn to disaster when gravity pulls her in crash landing into the King of Altundral's spacecraft, where she finds herself falling for the handsome Alien king Halturian.Can Megan save the Altundral people from extinction? Will the universe bring them together to save his people?

While presiding over a transnational meeting, I received a distressing call from my daughter's kindergarten teacher. "Mrs. Payton, a kid drew a massive clown on Anna's face during nap time! No matter how much I try to wash it off, it won't come off!" I immediately rushed to the kindergarten. My daughter, Anna Payton, was sobbing at the door. Her usually fair and tender face was now red and swollen. The clown drawing on it was particularly eye-catching. The new teacher was so panicked that she was crying herself, her voice trembling. "The parent of the other child is in the office. They said they're willing to compensate any amount, but... But there's no way you can make their son apologize." My anger surged as I kicked open the office door. However, I instantly froze in place. In the office, my husband, Arlo Payton, who was supposed to be in Swizor for a year of intensive studies, was holding up the bully. The next second, the little boy in his arms pointed at Anna and laughed. "Look, Dad. Clownface is here!"

He was once my sun, I always yearn for his light. But now, I don’t know. I think he’s still a sun. But his light is too much for me — my eyes burn when I look at him.

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?