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Plus personne ne croit en l'existence des Sorcières. Excepté une organisation sinistre nommée l'Inquisition. Cela fait des siècles que l'affrontement entre ces deux camps continue, dans l'ignorance totale du public. Diane est une jeune femme sans histoires lorsque ses pouvoirs se réveillent tardivement. Elle découvre qu'elle a une affinité avec le courant de magie célébrant la Mort, une branche redoutée même parmi ses pairs. Isolée et perdue, elle va devoir tout mettre en oeuvre pour survivre et apprivoiser ses nouveaux pouvoirs. Raphael est le fils de Lord Egon, le redoutable chef de l'Inquisition. Depuis sa plus tendre enfance il étudie pour prendre la relève de son père. Bientot, il sera temps pour lui d'accomplir sa première mission, tuer une sorcière. Diane et Raphael ont grandi ensemble et ne se quittent pas. Leur amitié est profonde, ils se connaissent par coeur. Cependant, le destin semble maintenant œuvrer à les séparer. Arriveront-ils à surmonter les obstacles sur leurs chemins et à braver la haine de leurs clans respectifs ?

Di penghujung kiamat, umat manusia telah kalah. Kaelan Valerius, satu-satunya penyihir yang berhasil menembus batas logika hingga mencapai Tingkat 99.999, berdiri sendirian di atas puing-puing peradaban. Meskipun memiliki kekuatan setara dewa dengan evaluasi bakat SSS, ia terlambat. Semua yang ia cintai telah musnah ditelan oleh entitas Void. Dalam upaya terakhir yang nekat, Kael membakar seluruh inti mananya untuk mengaktifkan Geometri Suci: Regresi Kosmik. Ia bersumpah untuk memutar balik waktu, bukan untuk melarikan diri, melainkan untuk menulis ulang takdir dengan tangannya sendiri. Namun, terbangun di masa lalu membawa tantangan yang tak terduga: Kael kembali menjadi seorang bayi. Terjebak dalam tubuh mungil yang rapuh namun memiliki ingatan dan teknik dari tingkat puncak, Kael harus memulai segalanya dari nol. Di dalam ayunan, ia mulai menempa sihir terlarang. Di balik tawa bayinya, ia menyusun strategi perang galaksi. Dari seorang balita jenius hingga menjadi penguasa dimensi yang tak tertandingi, inilah kisah Kaelan Valerius—sang Arsitek Kosmik yang akan memastikan bahwa kali ini, kiamat tidak akan pernah memiliki kesempatan untuk dimulai.

« Mon Alpha, si votre Luna apprend que l'embryon transplanté dans son corps est en réalité notre ovule fécondé, et qu'elle est seulement notre mère porteuse, elle serait furieuse et se tuerait, n'est-ce pas ? », soupire Élora. Mon compagnon, Damien, l'Alpha de le meute de la Lune Argentée, est en train de malaxer les seins d'Élora. « Je ne l'aime pas non plus. Mais si elle meurt, qui s'occuperait de ma meute ? Petite pute que tu es. » Damien rit, la tirant vers l'avant et en entrant en elle brutalement. « Donc on doit garder ce secret. Quand notre enfant naîtra et qu'il deviendra Alpha, on l'aidera à rendre son dernier souffle. » Je prétends ne rien savoir de tout ça. Je donne naissance à cet enfant et je l'élève avec mes plus grands soins. Vingt-deux ans plus tard, lorsque mon fils Torin termine ses études, nous lui offrons la position d'Alpha et toute notre fortune. À la cérémonie de succession, devant les anciens, les nobles et les dirigeants des alliances, Élora entre main dans la main avec mon compagnon, tenant un rapport de test de paternité dans ses mains. « Torin est le fils biologique de Damien et moi. Maintenant, tu dois me le rendre. » Mon fils sort un petit flacon et me dit d'un ton cruel, « une sorcière m'a donné cette potion. Bois-la, romps le lien de compagnons avec mon père, et part au plus loin que tu peux. » Je souris, « pas de problème. »

After transmigrating into a horror game, I realize I can hear ghosts' inner thoughts. "Oh, look, a human! I need to give her a pet!" "Why can't I touch her? Move! I gotta touch her!" "Humans! She's so tame that she's even letting us pet her!" My inner thoughts scream, "Damn it. Now I feel like a monkey in the zoo."

I was reborn on the very day my sister, Leena Fox, and I were choosing our mates. That was also when my mind-reading ability awakened. I heard her thoughts clearly. [I'm taking Collin! Ella can get Ethan, that emotionally abusive lunatic.] She lunged forward and claimed the so-called kind, gentle man I had married in my last life, while I was left with the Alpha heir who held real power but was rumored to be ruthless and cold. I let out a quiet laugh. Did she really think she had won some kind of prize?

When down on her luck Abigail is approached outside her job, she has no idea that she has been located by her long lost father, who happens to be a billionaire. She decides to move into her father’s large home and finds herself targeted by her nasty stepmother and scheming half-sister. Abigail tries to adjusts to her new life of wealth and privilege, and then she meets Mark, the handsome gardener that’s hiding a massive secret. Will Abigail find a place where she belongs in new this world of glittering parties and cut throat business deals, or will she have to return to her old life, maybe with a new love?The Lost Heiress and the Secret Billionaire is created by Hannah Tatum Reading, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

I quit and dipped. City threw a parade. Only Jenna Blake—my oh-so-gifted junior who claimed she could "see through killers' eyes"—lost it. At her celebration banquet, she went full drama queen: "I owe everything to Kate Mercer. Please, bring her back!" I laughed. Cold. Not happening. Last time around, I was the hotshot detective. But every clue I found? She dropped it first like she read my mind. People started saying I was washed. So I went all in—three months, no sleep, cracked a massive trafficking ring. Led the raid myself. She beat me there. Again. Place was cleaned out. Boom. She's the city's golden girl. I'm the clown with no game. Pressure got ugly. My head snapped. I died chasing the last scumbag. Then—bam. I woke up. Same day. Raid morning. Round two.

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.

It's 11:30 pm. Home alone, I decide to order some takeout. When the map shows the delivery guy is zero miles away, I receive a call from him. I pick up, only to hear unsettling silence from the other end. I hang up, annoyed. The next moment, the guy texts me, "Sorry, I'm hearing-impaired and unable to speak. I called to notify you to pick up your food as soon as possible. I can't explain things over the phone, and I apologize for that." Then comes another text. "You must've been waiting for a long time. I've left your order at your door, so please pick it up as soon as you can." Just as I prepare to open the door, I see bars of live comments—reminiscent of livestream chats—floating right before my eyes. "Don't open the door! That dude isn't a delivery guy at all! He's a murderer!" "He called you to check if you're a woman living alone!" "Seriously, why are all thriller story protagonists always so dumb? The delivery guy is obviously suspicious, yet she still wants to open the door."

My wife had risen through the ranks of the Confidential Bureau, becoming its youngest team leader—all thanks to the "voice" of the baby boy in her womb, who could somehow identify traitors from within. When the holidays came, I went to visit her. But the moment I arrived, I heard the voice of that unborn child in her belly. "Ah, it's Bad Daddy! He's the one who's been secretly selling off the core technology!" I froze, stunned. Before I could even speak, my wife raised her gun and fired. The bullet tore through my shoulder. "Who did you sell the technology to? Talk!" Through the searing pain, I struggled to explain. "I don't even know what technology you're talking about. How could I possibly—" Her expression turned glacial. Without a word, she lifted the gun again and pulled the trigger, blowing my head apart. "Mommy is amazing! Bad Daddy is finally gone. The stolen data is all hidden on that USB drive." Even as I died, I couldn't understand how I had become a traitor. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of the visit. This time, I took the initiative. I pulled out the USB drive and handed it to my wife. "If this is the evidence you want," I said, "go ahead, shoot me."