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Dear,Amorette by secretlykris
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Amorette thought that nothing could ruin her dream move to Paris-until she met Pierre,her annoyingly perfect,classmate and rival who has a smug attitude and even snootier French accent.He despises Americans and thinks that they romanticize Paris too much.She thinks he's insufferable. But everything changes when Amorette receives an anonymous letter,written in French.She has no choice but to turn to the only person who can help her translate it..Pierre.What she doesn't know?He wrote it. Will this secret letter change everything between them or make things more complicated? Find out in Dear,Amorette-a swoon worthy book that is filled with pastries,Parisian adventures and unexpected feelings.
Anonymous flame by Shaikh_zaadi22
Shaikh_zaadi22
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ALI KARAHAN I calculate, dismantle, and rebuild the world in my image. I was raised on violence. Trained in silence. And forged into something untouchable. People follow me because they fear the alternative. I control governments, alliances, and monsters with clean hands and a dirtier mind. No one ever sees me coming-until it's too late. Sarah Sheikh thought she was just a tool. An asset. A brilliant spy with shattered loyalties and steady hands. But she had something I needed-her access, her mind, her trauma. So I made her useful. Then I made her loyal. Now, she's mine. With logic. With war. With precision. She didn't even realize I rewrote her fate. Until it was too late. --- SARAH SHEIKH He didn't trap me. He convinced me I walked in willingly. Ali Karahan is not a man you work with. He's a force you survive. He doesn't yell. Doesn't flinch. Doesn't bleed. He moves people like chess pieces, and when he looks at you-you realize too late: you've already lost. I was trained to hate men like him. But nothing could prepare me for how deeply he played the game. He used my skill, my silence, my past-and offered nothing in return but the feeling of finally being powerful. He didn't break me. He turned me into something worse. Now I sit beside him while the empire burns. Not as his asset. Or weapon But as his equal. This isn't love. This is ownership dressed as free will. And I'm still saying yes. ● Read the story now, to explore the secrets unfolding in a world where two opposite forces clash together.....Check out Now!!! ¤ WARNING : May contain explicit violent scenes and explicit language may be used. This book is not for the faint of hearts. If you can bear these, You are more than welcome. (You have been warned)