In the wake of her parents' bitter divorce and the devastating loss of her twin brother, a once-spirited teenage girl finds her world shattered. What was once a life filled with laughter and promise has become a labyrinth of anger, confusion, and rebellion. She struggles to reconcile the pieces of her fractured family while grappling with the shadows of her own identity. As she unravels the complex web of secrets surrounding her family's past, she's forced to confront the raw pain of her grief and the simmering rage that threatens to consume her. Through strained relationships and unexpected revelations, she begins a journey of self-discovery that pushes her to question everything she thought she knew about love, loss, and herself. Will she succumb to the weight of her past and lose herself entirely, or will she find a way to navigate the wreckage and rediscover the person she was meant to become?

Per chi ama teen fiction, tragedia, biografie e psicologia. Volume unico. "La verità è che ho il male addosso ed esso mi impedisce di essere felice, opprimendo il mio cuore esattamente come sono stata oppressa io." "Purtroppo le lacrime umane sono infinite e se ci si può abituare ad un certo tipo di dolore, il resto sarà ancora più acuto." Aurora è distrutta: nei suoi pochi anni ha vissuto di tutto, ma niente che potesse renderla felice. Ha un passato da dimenticare, un presente fatto di depressione ed un futuro che si prospetta allo stesso modo. Non sa reagire a tutto questo: l'abisso in cui il suo 'mostro' l'ha fatta sprofondare è troppo profondo perché possa risalire. La sua vita è un incubo ad occhi aperti ed in pochi giorni non fa altro che peggiorare: nel suo animo si agita qualcosa e lei lo scrive tra le pagine del suo diario sotto forma di haiku, ma quando ne comprende il significato, realizza di essere perduta. A complicare ancora di più le cose ottiene delle avances da un anonimo e si trova sempre più attratta da un suo compagno di classe. ⚠ Se avete particolari sensibilità alle malattie mentali avete un motivo in più per leggere, lo scoprirete alla fine. 27/03/25 600 👀 200 🗨, 16/05 1k 👀

The world is ending. Her country was turned to little more than dust years ago, and since then she has been fighting to survive in a world that has it out for her. Ever since the war, when billions of women were killed, the female population has become valuable, putting her even more at risk. She's managed to evade the clutches of men, until one fateful day where everything changes, and she's forced to abide by the rules of not just one man - but four.

The plague of the witch's reign ended nearly two centuries ago, their age of power over the realm of Vytelor finally ceasing at the hands of the royal family. Throughout the eighty-year war, they managed to find the witch's weaknesses, they learned where their magic stemmed from, and with their armies strategized a way to make it end. A way to slaughter the most powerful of them, and force the rest into surrender. The Kendrick family then formulated a plan. A witch's magic is an important element with many uses, many of which the people agreed that they couldn't live without. They couldn't eradicate them completely. Spells of protection, enchantments that provide the body with warmth in snow, or sigils cast into the skin to bring luck or health. Their ability to tap into one's soul. To see one as one's most sincere self, and even go as far as reaching to discover one's soul bond, one's truest match. Such abilities couldn't go to waste regardless of the potential danger. Their use was priceless, and they had become easy enough to control under the right hand. Discipline and restraints were enough to keep their anger and vengeance from turning into anything truly harmful. Thus, the royals set out an order for containment instead. Grimoires filled with history and knowledge were collected and burned, save for a select few. Something similar happened with the witches themselves. Witches of the new generation grew up lacking knowledge of how to tap into their potential and were, from there, deemed no threat. These witches were sold off to me, no more than help in a homestead to those who could afford them. Those few that were picked and permitted to wield their magic were trained solely in the art of what the kingdom wanted them for. No more, and no less. Now was the time for Prince Elias to take his throne, but first must come to he ceremony with a witch to find who his soul's bond is. Followed by a hunt with his men to find her, and make her his Queen.

CURRENTLY UNDER REWRITE!!!!! Featured on Ambassadors Africa's & NG Reading Lists A NIGERIAN ROMANCE NOVEL Bisola is still dealing with the fact that the man she once loved is with another woman. Even worse, she'll be the one planning their wedding! ⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎⭐︎ In the pursuit of acceptance, Bisola Thompson Adebisi has mastered the art of deception. With a thousand false versions of herself scattered among the people she's trying to impress, she's lost sight of her true identity. But when her Nigerian mother threatens to arrange a marriage for her, Bisola finds herself entangled in another web of lies. Desperate to escape her mother's plans, Bisola turns to Johnson DaSilva, the twin brother of her former love. Johnson, recently returned to Nigeria after years abroad, is caught off guard by Bisola's charms. Her carefree nature and captivating smile had once left him breathless, and now they threaten to consume him again. However, Johnson's own demons lurk in the shadows. His father's constant pressure and a painful past he's desperate to forget continue to haunt him. As Bisola and Johnson's fake relationship blossoms into real romance, their dark pasts and family secrets threaten to sabotage their love. Will the sweetness of their passion be enough to overcome the sourness of their pasts, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart?

Warning: CG has been published. The last ten chapters of this book have been taken down due to copyright reasons. When the future Alpha, a major player rejected her for the Queen B, Genesis and her two best friends came up with a plan to give the arrogant future alpha the taste his own medicine. What happens when your plan works too well? What happens when you attract not only the arrogant alpha but also a powerful creature that won't take no for an answer? "Now my sunshine, we're all alone," he utters with some satisfaction. His hair is mussed up sexily. His skin is a bit flushed from all the running he just did. Oh goddess, he's still the sexiest man I've ever laid my eyes on. "What are you planning to do to me?" I ask him warily. His eyes rake up and down my body as if he can see through my clothing. "What do you think I would do to you, sunshine?" he sounds amused, almost indulgent. His lips curl up into a feral smile. His silver-gray eyes flashed with anger and hunger and desperation. It sets my pulse racing. He's not really amused. I can tell. "Maybe I'm tired of waiting. Maybe I'm tired of chasing after you. Maybe it's time for me to catch you, Genesis." Cuddly bunnies and fuzzy slippers!!! I don't know about this. Do I want to get caught?

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

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