Shallow Water Artinya

FROST AND FLAMES is a sequel to the novel 'Moth and Flames' but it can be also read as a standalone.Alex and Eva are lost in their little world, cherishing the beauty of little things, completely oblivious to their surroundings. They are jolted back to reality when their friend Philip is afflicted with a unique illness. The doctors believe that the illness is caused due to an unknown virus. But, Eva is sure that this is not the case. She suspects that supernatural elements are at play. Will she remain unruffled while hundreds are being killed everyday or will she get out of her comfort zone and embrace danger and adventure once again?Even if she makes up her mind to save the ailing, can she rescue them, now that her powers are gone?The only way Eva can get back her powers is to resurrect the vampires but does it make sense to resurrect Vampires to save human beings??Selfless and pure as the water of Ganges,Can conquer challenges, high as Andes.Beauty of Love is unparalled on Earth,Fortunate ones are loved right from birth.Where hate festers darker than hell,The light of Love can remove the spell.Deep love breeds universal empathy,Caressing wounds; preserving dignity.

I quickly rushed ahead and saw her lying near the edge where the huge cut tree had fallen a few days ago. Half of her body was resting in water while the other half was resting on the side of the tree. "No," I whispered as I ran ahead, instantly jumping into the river and grabbing her body, pulling it into my arms. I was sniffling and trying to hold back my tears while I swam back to land. Once she was placed on the ground, I looked at her helplessly, tears running down my cheeks. My body was trembling, and my wolf was whimpering loudly. I felt nauseous, and my head was throbbing badly. "She's fine," I said to myself in a cracked voice as I raised my hand and placed it on her chest. "Alpha!" Harvey called when he reached where I was. I looked at him with blurry vision, then back at my mate. "Why?" I whispered in a cracked voice. "Why can't I feel her heartbeat, Harvey?" I asked with a heavy heart, then moved my hand to my chest as I felt like I was suffocating.

Fated Mates can be wrong. Follow your heart, see with your eyes, and think, instead of obeying fate. Thorne Lamont and Azalea Archer are fated mates in their third year of their arranged marriage, but the cracks in their relationship are starting to show. Azalea loves Thorne deeply, although not with overwhelming , she supports him to excel as Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack. Though their marriage has always been a shallow, loveless one, they shared their share of happy times and Azalea has developed feelings for Thorne; however, something has been going on with Thorne and he has been distancing himself even more... Vanessa Ivanov, Thorne's first love has returned to the pack and she has her sights set on the man she left behind. As Thorne struggles with his feelings for Azalea he carries on with Vanessa until eventually Azalea makes a decision that will change both their lives. Now her ex-boyfriend Axel Rivers has returned, seeking revenge on Thorne and has vowed to steal more than his title of Alpha, he wants Azalea, too and will stop at nothing to stake his claim. Will Thorne and Azalea be able to mend their shattered pieces of a broken marriage? Or will they succumb to the revengeful plots of those who have their own agendas? The tension between them is palpable, as they try to navigate their way through the treacherous waters of their feelings for each other and the outside forces that threaten to tear them apart.

Diya, a beautiful girl with no voice. Calihan, the Godlike Alpha. As you guessed, they're mates. After the girl with no voice is blamed for her parents death twice, she had no option than to run for her life. Alpha Calihan goes to look for his mate but his heart is shattered after he's told she's dead. Fast forward a few months and Calihan finds her by mistake. And then, hurdles of The Mute Luna begins. From settling into her role to losing her voice twice to her almost losing her pregnancy to her almost losing her mate, Diya concludes her and happiness were like water and fire, light and darkness. Never to meet... Will she overcome her problems? or will she let her problems bury her?

Shayla Sengupta is the type of woman who has that razor-sharp smile, a devil-may-care attitude and has the type of beauty that poets write sonnets about. She knows it and also knows just how to use all of it to get what she wants.But after a handful of most unfortunate incidents where she almost ends up drowning in the dangerous waters she tried to tread on ; Shayla faces the danger of dying due to thirst. Does a certain blue eyed boy with the voice of a nightingale prove to be the water for Shayla when she is stuck in the desert?

"Don’t you just hate it when someone destroys all your carefully made plans? I mean, I had goals: college to graduate in one semester, a future I was working hard to reach, and an image of myself I wanted the world to see. My life was stacked into these precisely placed blocks. But then Colton Gamble came along and knocked them all askew. I hated how he messed everything up, how he could hog all my attention whenever he was around, how he made my pulse quicken—but only because he ticked me off...not because I was attracted to him. Oh! And I hated how he knew how attractive he was too, the shallow, full of himself, doesn’t take no for an answer, too flirty, too cocky, extremely irritating jerk. The boy had all the qualities that turned me off. Or so I thought. One night he wasn’t quite the brainless, overconfident jerk I assumed he always was. One night, he took care of me when I was at my lowest. He opened up to me and made me open up to him. Now I’m learning maybe he’s not what I first thought he was. And maybe I’M not what I first thought I was. Maybe it’s okay to rearrange a couple of my perfectly set blocks. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll stop worrying about what I’m afraid everyone else will think and finally reach for something I really want. It’s possible some of my plans need to be destroyed, and Colton Gamble is exactly the kind of mess I need in my life. What do you think? Should I give him a try? Desperately seeking your advice, Julianna Radcliffe"

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.

Rebecca Allen thought Lilac Grove was a great place to start over, away from her abusive ex-husband. But people are going missing. There’re too many hunters ready to shoot anything that moves around for everyone’s comfort. Now, the drop-dead gorgeous owner of The Wolf’s Den Bar, Robert Northgate, is missing. Rebecca was one of the last people to see him. It’s not even lunch. On the way home from work, Becky finds an injured wolf on the road. The wolf is lucky, she’s the new town vet. Robert Northgate’s day isn’t going any better. He’s under pressure to keep the money flowing for his pack. Times are hard. Though the annoying hunters are at least spending some money like it’s water but there are too many shoot first types around for Robert’s comfort. As the Shadow Mists Pack Alpha. It gets worse when he’s attacked rogue wolves in his territory. They leave him for dead on a rural road. On the same day, he meets his very human mate. How can he explain the existence of werewolves to Rebecca? It’s Robert’s job to protect his people. But his mate is a lowly human and prejudices run deep with the elders. Can he find love with his mate without losing his pack’s confidence? Can he stop the disappearances and find the missing people? Will he be able to stop the rogue wolves from taking his territory before some hunter shoots first and someone dies? Original Cover Design by Central Covers

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.

Sleep tight to be wifey... tomorrow you have a big day and very big night before you.... so enjoy your last beautiful night.  Enjoy...  with that he left her alone in the alone and moved outside and locked her room from outside once again. Ratika shouted like a maniac and cried miserably and asking continuously to open the door and let her go... but it seems like she was the only living being present in the whole building. Tired and broken she drifted into sleep. Wake up love... listening these words Ratika tried to open her eyes but suddenly she started trembling and shivering as the whole bucket of cold water was thrown on her. She woke up with a jerk and a shuddering cry left her mouth as she saw the monster standing in front of her.