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Ewa finds herself stepping into the unknown, navigating a world that feels entirely foreign to her. Yet, as she slowly finds her footing, she begins to realize that this unexpected opportunity is far more than just an academic challenge. It introduces her to people who will reshape her perspective, push her beyond her limits, and ultimately turn her entire life upside down in ways she never could have imagined.

Genre: WLW / Dark Romance / Suspense [ STORY DESCRIPTION ] Lirael Eunoia always lived her life by the book. She's the literal definition of "good girl". Pure, principled, and kind. Pero lahat ng 'yon ay nagulo simula nung pumasok sa buhay niya si Calista Luna. Calista is like a dream. She's sophisticated, mesmerizing, and has this pull na hindi kayang iwasan ni Lirael. Pero sa likod ng mga malamig na titig at eleganteng galaw ni Calista, may itinatago siyang madilim na hobby. She doesn't just break hearts; she stops them from beating. Nung aksidenteng nalaman ni Lirael ang totoo, na ang babaeng mahal niya ay ang "monster" na laman ng bawat news headlines. Dapat sana ay natakot siya. She should have ran as fast as she could. Pero imbis na isumbong si Calista, Lirael found herself doing the unthinkable. She's starting to hide the evidence. She's starting to lie to her own mother. Lirael is slowly bending every moral she has just to protect Calista. It's a toxic, obsessive love where the line between the victim and the accomplice is starting to blur. Lirael knows she's playing with fire. Alam niyang sa bawat pagyakap niya kay Calista, she's losing a part of her soul. And the most terrifying part? She's okay with it. Kahit pa alam niya na sa dulo ng lahat ng 'to, she might just be the final masterpiece in Calista's gallery of death. Because for Lirael, it's better to be destroyed by Calista than to be saved by anyone else. "I was raised to be an angel, but for Calista Luna... I'm more than willing to burn in hell."

"Secrets don't die with the ones who keep them. They haunt the living until they're forced into the light..." Aminah ~ Grief has a way of staining everything-your memories, your heart, your sanity. Losing Hailee shattered me, but what came after burned me alive. The deceptions, the cracks in trust, the love that lingers in my heart even when I want to rip it out. Alex is the spark that threatens to ignite what's left of me. Her presence feels like treason, a dangerous temptation I can't afford. And Devyn? She's the ghost of my past and the storm of my present. I loved her once-maybe I still do-but love isn't enough when the truth tastes like ash. This is my life now, balancing on the edge of a knife, torn between uncovering the secrets that will certainly destroy me and holding on to what little remains. They say the truth sets you free. But they never warm you of the costs.

Book three of the Forgotten series ~ Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. Living in the mountains, away from civilization and away from the eyes of mundanes. The Mountain packs are harsh and brutal. Shifter against shifter. Pack against pack. Wolves against wolves. All fighting for the same thing. Survival. Azrael Thorn was a powerful Alpha. He had taken his title by force, as tradition dictated. Power and authority of the Alphas and shifters who had challenged him and lost radiated off of his tall, bulky frame. He was dangerous and he was everything an Alpha of a Mountain pack should be. Yet he had no mate or family to call his own. But a mate who could not stand the bitterly cold winters or the brutality of the pack would not produce strength. It would only bring weakness. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~ If the pain stops, it means you are dead. Lace Owens is underestimated at every turn. Her small and delicate built matches her name but the power of defeated enemies hang off her heavily. A power and an authority that would bring many men to their knees if they sensed it, hangs off of her like an oppressively dark cloud but she hides it carefully. Unwilling to let anyone see just how powerful she has become. Her skin is marked with a painful past and she has turned a thing of cruelty into a thing of beauty with her blade. Swirling patterns adorning her skin, hiding the cruelty among her willing pain, her only comfort against the world around her. If the pain stops, it means you are dead. ~ Two world collide as Azrael and Lace form a bond and spiral down into unfamiliar territory where Azrael is shown that strength doesn't always come from size and Lace learns that love can spring from even the most painful places. Together they show the werewolf world a long held belief still stands strong. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~

In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.