Leah Clearwater nunca teve um lugar ao qual verdadeiramente pertencesse. Como a única loba de sua geração, marcada por perdas e silêncios, ela acreditava que sua vida seria uma eternidade solitária - até que o mar começou a chamá-la. Tudo muda numa noite de histórias ao redor da fogueira em La Push, quando uma antiga lenda é recontada: a da Selkie Naya K'walá, uma mulher do oceano, exilada entre dois mundos. Para Leah, era apenas mais um mito. Mas a visão de Alice Cullen e as forças ancestrais despertando em Forks provam o contrário. Quando o mar começa a devorar a costa e tempestades se tornam vivas, Leah se vê no centro de uma profecia esquecida, conectada a uma criatura tão antiga quanto as marés: uma sereia real, com olhos como safiras líquidas... e um segredo devastador.

Duas camponesas que se apaixonam entre si em um tempo que isso era proibido. O que poderia dar de errado, não é mesmo?

OBRA +18! ------------------ Primeiro livro da série Odiar, Lutar, Sobreviver, Perdoar, Confrontar, Superar, Amar. Sinopse Há dois anos um misterioso vírus, de origem desconhecida, transformou humanos em criaturas perigosas. Viver é incerto e as pessoas que restam buscam se aliar a grupos cujos líderes são fortes o bastante para lutarem pela a sobrevivência dos que restaram. É tempo de odiar, ou de confiar? Meg Butler ou Mary Abigail Robinson? Survivalists ou Tigers? Sobreviver ou lutar? No ano de 2024, dois grupos distintos sobrevivem na mesma cidade após um vírus devastar a sociedade como a conhecemos. Possuem duas formas de agir e de pensar. Suas líderes compartilham um passado violento, desde o início do surto epidêmico, o qual interliga as vidas de ambas e de seus subordinados pelo ódio em comum. Mas até que ponto as personagens serão capazes de levar adiante tamanho ressentimento? ### ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Esta história contém: cenas de violência; mortes; guerra; menção a estupro; relacionamento entre mulheres; palavras de baixo calão; cenas de sexo. ### Dedico esta história a Zoe Reed, autor de Charon Docks At Daylight (Caronte Atraca à Luz do Dia), obra que tive a alegria e a honra de traduzir! ### Início: novembro de 2023. Término: abril de 2024. Obra registrada!

in which an intelligent girl gets tortured by her own mind. ✸ MINDY MEEKS-MARTIN SCREAM V, SCREAM VI SLOWBURN / FRIENDS TO LOVERS #1 Screamfanfic (6/6/23) #1 Tara Carpenter (6/7/23) #2 ghostface (6/11/23) #1 mindymeeksmartin (7/27/23) #1 Sam Carpenter (6/23/23) #5 Screamfranchise (7/4/23) #4 Amber Freeman (7/14/23) #8 Finalgirl (8/7/23) RAGERFILMS © 2023

"It's not a date!" Lydia protested for the fifth time as she drove herself, Diana and Allison over to the mall where she had managed to get each of them a hot date - even if she didn't want to admit that was what they were - from the lacrosse team. "It's a group thing. Like, hanging out." "Do they know it's a group thing?" Allison asked, sitting in the passenger seat of Lydia's car as Diana laughed from her place behind her. "Cause I told you that I'm not ready to get back out there." "You were in France and didn't do any dating for four months?" Lydia asked her best friend, almost in disbelief. "Did you?" Allison rebutted. "I mean, after..." "Do not say his name." Set in season 3 Disclaimer: Most of the characters aren't mine and some of the dialogue isn't either

"Lydia?" She called, practically breaking through the door as Mr. Martin and Melissa McCall joined her inside the bedroom. "Lydia!" "What the hell was that?" Melissa asked, clearly confused as Diana just kept on scanning her eyes through every corner of the room. "Lydia?" She called again, but, once more, she got no response. Noticing the girl wasn't in there, Diana remembered Mr. Martin mentioning something about Lydia going for a bath. So crashing through the bathroom door, Diana reached for the shower curtains, only to find the bath empty with the shower still running. She frowned, desperately trying figure out what was going on until her eyes fell on Lydia's hospital gown on the toilet beside her and the window across the bathroom wide open. Sighing quietly, Diana shook her head as Melissa reached for the shower to turn it off. "You need to call the police." She said, as both adults quickly nodded their heads in agreement and left the room, leaving Diana alone as the girl reached for her cellphone. "And I need to call somebody else." Set on season 2 Disclaimer: Most of the characters aren't mine and some of the dialogue isn't either

"I can't believe you're actually making me go to school?" Angie practically scoffed, sitting on the passenger seat of Derek's car with her arms crossed over her chest. "Angie... You need to go to school." Derek argued for what felt like the hundredth time. "Looking for Erica and Boyd with me or not, you're still a teenager." "But it's not just Boyd and Erica anymore now, though, right?" She asked. "I mean... Isaac has been MIA since last night too." "Yeah, he has." Derek nodded, albeit a bit begrudgingly, not really wanting to admit that all of his pack was now in danger. "But I'll keep looking for him while you're in school." "How am I supposed to even pay attention to school when pretty much everyone I care about is missing?" Angie demanded, as Derek shrugged. "Try it." He said. "You promised your uncle you wouldn't be skipping school even if Erica and Boyd were still missing, right?" "Well, yes, but when I did that, I thought we'd have found the two of them already." "We didn't, though." Set in season 3 Some of the dialogue and the characters aren't mine, only Angie's story line. All of the rights go to their rightful owners.

"Okay so... Peter bit Scott and now Scott's a werewolf, but the girl he had been flirting with before Peter even bit him just happens to be an Argent and now they are living this Romeo and Juliet type of love where her family doesn't want him around her but because they're horny teenagers in love they decided to keep sneaking around to see one another?" "Pretty much." Derek nodded at his friend as the girl sighed, exasperated. "Yeah, exactly. And, I mean, Scott keeps thinking that he's being discreet about it, but I already caught up with what he's doing, so, really, it's a matter of time before Argent does too." "Nice..." Angie mumbled sarcastically. "But that is not the only problem you're facing now, is it?" "No." "And... Is this other problem the reason why we're taking a hike in the woods in the middle of the night tonight?" "Yes." "Okay." Angie nodded. "So... Care to explain it a little bit more to me?" Set in season 2 Some of the dialogue and characters aren't mine, only Angie's story line. All of the rights to their rightful owners.

Lua nasceu em 1800, filha biológica de Julie, uma humana, e Joshua, um vampiro. Sarcástica, brincalhona e frequentemente egoísta, ela vive segundo a própria conveniência - e faz isso muito bem. Em 1815, seu clã foi massacrado pelos Volturi. Desde então, Lua passou séculos se escondendo, tentando manter distância do radar deles... e de todos os outros vampiros também. Mas em 2006, tudo muda quando Alice e Sebastian Cullen batem à sua porta. Eles pedem sua ajuda para testemunhar a favor de Renesmee, a híbrida filha de Isabella Swan e Edward Cullen, que está sendo acusada de ser uma criança imortal. Lua, claro, recusa de primeira. Mas por algum motivo que nem ela sabe explicar, acaba cedendo. O que ninguém esperava é que, ao pisar em Forks, ela seria o imprinting de Leah Clearwater. E o mais estranho? Lua recusa o imprinting. E... nada acontece. Pelo menos é o que todos acreditam. Como a própria Lua costuma dizer: às vezes o universo parece que vai tacar uma pedra na minha cabeça só pra ver se eu entendo a mensagem.

E se um clã de vampiros assassinos de lobos declarasse guerra contra os metamorfos de Forks? E se Leah tivesse um imprinting com uma delas? Até onde ela iria para manter sua companheira viva?