(Book 11 to the what's up danger series) The legend of the wand is ancient it belonged to the family that was the south kingdoms generation of wizard until the day the curse of mina came and the only way to beat her was to use the spell to trap her in the book 30th years ago and it was locked somewhere no where to be seen until someone plans to find that wand and use it for themselves

this is 5 short stories on teenage mutant ninja turtles connected to the what's up danger series like a few love stories of the characters

Yes I'm doing this and yes I like this show

All about my friend.

DO OR DIE Some wars are fought for land. Some for power. This one is fought for survival itself. When half the world's population dies in a single hour - no warning, no mercy, no explanation - Supreme Commander Dhruv Khatri becomes the last line between humanity and total extinction. Operating from Sky Fortress - the most powerful vessel ever built - he commands the last organized military force on earth. No home base. No allies. No rules. Only one mission. Find who did this. And destroy them completely. But the enemy that killed four billion people in sixty minutes isn't finished. And the most classified secret aboard Sky Fortress - a machine that should not exist - may be the only weapon capable of ending a war that spans not just the world. But time itself. Dark. Brutal. Ruthless. This is Do Or Die.

How to manipulate everyone for your goal.

Qu'étiez-vous prêt à donner pour aimer ? Aviez-vous déjà réfléchi à la manière dont s'écoulait le conte de votre vie ? Un vieux récit disait que l'amour était une destinée autant qu'une fatalité, que tout être était condamné à aimer. Cette histoire sans nom, Iris et Caroline Moreau l'avaient souvent entendue au coucher et la première l'avait désirée en secret tandis que la seconde l'avait de toutes ses forces repoussée. Notre destinée était celle que l'on choisissait s'était-elle évertuée à répéter sans savoir à quel point la vie lui donnerait tort et raison à la fois. Au cœur de la Belle Époque, plongez dans une romance historique mêlant voyage, amour interdit, meurtre, vengeance et tromperie, mais aussi clarté et beauté car l'amour peu importe son obscurité pouvait être la clé.

~Trigger warning~ ~Disclaimer~ None of the art was created by nor owned by me Very dark material ahead, may not be suited for some readers. Cosmic horror is advised. This my own original work inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft. Therefore you may dub this story as being "Lovecraftian" or even fanfiction. ~Story Summary~ This story details the cosmological horrifying events that a Judge by the name of Micheal Grund experiences after losing his eldest son to D-Day, WWII. He returns to the California Coastal Island town that his son was born in, Moundwater Island. From there the story delves into depths of astronomical cosmic horror as the cloudy-limbs above descend upon the town and bring about unknowing terror that our simple human minds cannot possibly fathom without a bit of madness breaking us into millions of existential pieces. •RANKINGS• #2 HPLovecraft #1 Judicial #9 CosmicHorror #6 Cthulu #6 Lovecraftian

[Trigger Warning: Dark Gothic Weird Western Horror Story filled with dark themes and subjects.] #1 in WEIRD WEST #1 in Weird Western #10 in Clowns In the godless silence of the high desert, where the sun bleaches bones and the wind whispers only of oblivion, a cursed caravan rolls. It is a blight upon the landscape, a traveling sermon of flesh and nightmare preached by a man known only as the Cynical Sigma. More a phantom than a man, Sigma is a sculptor of the grotesque, a collector of suffering whose living exhibits are the proof of his blasphemous art. His troupe of "freaks" is a collection of walking tragedies-a half-man, half-dog that cries for a master's mercy, a bloodless woman who seeks what cannot be found inside herself, a clown whose smile is a rictus of despair. They are the main attraction in a show that offers no delight, only a glimpse into a darkness that festers at the edges of the civilized world. But no grave is safe from Sigma's hunger. His true commerce is not in ticket sales, but in the raw material he harvests from freshly turned earth. He is a thief of the dead, and the towns he leaves behind are haunted not by ghosts, but by empty plots and a lingering sense of violation. The caravan moves on, a plague leaving only dust and desecration in its wake. Yet, even in the West's vast indifference, a shadow stirs. Gerald Myles, a retired sheriff whose own history is a tapestry of loss woven by Sigma's hand, has picked up the trail. He is an old bloodhound, a man whose soul has been worn down to a single, sharp purpose: vengeance. His quest is not merely to bring a criminal to justice, but to expose a rot that goes far beyond mere murder. He knows that the monsters in the cages are not the true horror; they are merely the symptoms. The disease is the Cynical Sigma himself.

Un dominateur expérimenté et une femme réservée et guindée. Une histoire d'amour et de passion se déroulant en dehors des cases de la société, si tout cela vous plaît, vous allez adorer Black and White tale. Black and White, ce n'était pas le nom des biscuits new-yorkais qui nous faisaient nous lécher les doigts à chaque fois qu'on les mangeait, mais d'un club bdsm très porté sur les chaînes et les entraves. Soumission, domination, libération y étaient les maîtres mots ou du moins c'était ce que mon frère m'avait dit quand il l'avait ouvert il y a des années avec deux de ses plus proches amis. Il avait prôné la dignité et une atmosphère où trouver le plaisir en toute liberté. Son monde, il m'en avait parlé, mais je m'étais toujours bouchée les oreilles sans vouloir l'écouter. Un murmure étant facile à ignorer ou du moins c'était ce que je pensais, sans soupçonner que le temps l'amplifierait et que la meilleure manière de me libérer serait d'être enchaînée.