An alternate scenario of World War II. Typically, these stories involve adding elements, such as equipping Japan with modern technology or granting them knowledge from the future. But that approach feels too conventional, so I tried subtracting instead. I decided to remove the enormous factor that is the United States of America. The result was an entirely different history. RELEASE: 2021 (TL INCOMPLETE)

For six years, Kamala Harris had been Barack Obama's closest friend. For two of those years, she had been something more. Something hidden. Something complicated. Something that only existed in hotel rooms, late-night phone calls, and stolen moments between political campaigns and impossible choices. To him, she was Rani. To her, he was Rocky. No one else called them that. No one else knew. When Barack is elected Governor of California, the future he's always dreamed of finally arrives. Beside him stands Michelle, the woman he's chosen to build that future with. The woman carrying his child. The woman he's about to marry. For Kamala, the news shatters everything. Because while Barack may love her, he doesn't love her enough. Not enough to choose her. Not enough to stay. During a snowy Christmas in Toronto, Kamala spends one final night in his hotel suite, holding the pieces of a love she knows she can no longer survive. By morning, she walks away without looking back. She leaves behind the man she loves. And the secret she never tells him. Eight years later, Kamala has built a quiet life for herself and her son, Koa. A bright, curious little boy who asks too many questions and smiles with a familiarity she tries not to think about. Then a school field trip changes everything. When California Governor makes a surprise appearance at the California African American Museum, neither of them is prepared for the moment he meets one particular eight-year-old boy. A boy with his smile. His eyes. His laugh. The truth Kamala buried all those years ago suddenly stands between them. Now, with old wounds reopened and a lifetime of unanswered questions hanging in the balance, Kamala and Barack must confront the love they left behind. Because some heartbreaks fade with time. And some wait patiently for a second chance.

Zhang Yang, a penniless university senior grieving his grandfather's death, finds his life completely transformed after a blind date with a beautiful teacher. During the meeting, he unexpectedly fuses with the Nuwa Salvation System, an intelligent chip carrying future-era technology. The system assigns him a monumental mission: locate the world's most exceptional beauty-level Star Menders and recruit them into the high-tech empire he must build, guiding them to complete the massive Nuwa Sky-Mending Project. As if campus bullies, corrupt rich heirs, and his shameless roommate weren't enough trouble, Zhang Yang soon discovers his real challenge comes from the overwhelming number of stunning, brilliant women he must engage with-genius scientists, elite operatives, award-winning actresses, supermodels, even Miss Worlds. All share a single trait: extraordinary intelligence. These aren't ordinary beauties. They are goddesses among goddesses-the peak of perfection, and the key to a destiny far bigger than Zhang Yang ever imagined. (All characters appearing in novel are adults over the age of 18; if there is anything inappropriate, it is solely for literary effect)

This is the continuation of the story.... Magic meets strategy. Wands meet wards. Hogwarts will never be the same. Waking up in a strange world was one thing. But waking up with a League of Legends system... and a Hogwarts acceptance letter? Allen thought he was about to grind minions and rank up, until an owl dropped off an invitation to the most magical school in Britain. Now armed with summoner spells, runes, and the power to one-shot trolls with a well-timed Ignite, Allen must navigate potions, house points, and suspicious professors, all while tracking down a hidden enemy obsessed with forbidden magic. As two worlds collide, a new kind of magic is born-one with cooldowns, combo chains, and no respawn timer. Magic has rules. League breaks them. Welcome to the most broken Hogwarts meta ever.

GOI's in SCP Foundation

I hate how much I want him even now. "You're just jealous." "Of course I am." His voice is rough. "I'm jealous of every second he gets with you." I swallow hard. "Jamal is gay. I could never see him as anything but my boss." Nonso stills. Then a short, disbelieving breath escapes him. "You really believe that?" The question hangs between us like smoke. He doesn't wait for an answer. Instead, he kisses me...deep, demanding, claiming. My hands fist in his shirt before I can stop them. When we break apart, both of us breathing hard, he rests his forehead against mine. "If Jamal is really gay..." His fingers trace my hip. "...then I have nothing to worry about." I study his face, heart still racing. "No. We're not doing this anymore." (excerpt from Chapter 84) ***** Hadassah's life takes a drastic turn when she lands a job as Jamal Orji's personal assistant and fell in love with a sexy investor. But as she delves deeper into Jamal's world of wealth and mystery, she finds herself entangled with Nonso in a web of secrets and forbidden desires. With her friends Nina and Tega by her side and her own past haunting her every step, Hadassah must navigate the treacherous waters of love, betrayal, and self-discovery in Lagos, a city where nothing is as it seems.

"Next time don't roam the school grounds without a proper covering for your hair." Some girls cross oceans for adventure. Rashida Fintiri crossed one for a boy. Leaving behind the polished halls of her Swiss boarding school, Rashida Fintiri arrives in Abuja with one thing on her mind. Alim. Her cousin, her closest friend, and the boy she has quietly loved for as long as she can remember. She traded Switzerland for this, for him, certain that proximity would finally tip the scales in her favour. It does not. Alim only has eyes for Tahira, the soft-spoken, effortlessly beautiful girl every boy in school seems to notice and every girl cannot help but resent. For Rashida, the sight of it is unbearable. Humiliating. And when Rashida hurts, she does not cry quietly in corners. She strikes. Tahira becomes her target. A campaign of cold shoulders, cutting words and calculated cruelty that Rashida tells herself is deserved. That she tells herself is nothing. But nothing has a way of becoming everything. Because someone is watching. Senior Babangana, Alhaji Baba to those who know better than to test him, the most feared and sought after boy in school, son of old money and a name that opens doors, has noticed. Not Tahira. Not the girl everyone expects him to look at. He is watching Rashida. And in a school where everyone is performing for someone, Rashida is about to find out what it means to be truly seen by someone who sees far too much. "I don't know how to play basketball senior" Babangana' gaze drifts over her and she could feel a pinch from how dismissive he is. "You'll learn come here.

𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐀𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫. 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚 harsh 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭

#book1 #seriesofinnnocentfemalelead1 𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲 1 His eyes gleamed with determination as he stood before her, his voice firm. "You will marry me, Purvi," he said, his words leaving no room for argument. Her eyes widened in shock and fear. "No," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I won't marry you." ♡♡♡♡♡♡ His eyes locked onto her, his gaze burning with intensity. "You know, love, every time I look at you, my heart skips a beat," he whispered, his voice low and husky. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes dropping in shyness. She bit her lip, her blush deepening. He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're so adorable when you're shy, love," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "It makes me want to kiss you even more." Her face burned, her heart racing with excitement. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with innocence. His voice dropped to a whisper, his words sending shivers down her spine. "I love the way you make me feel, love. Like I'm the only man in the world." Her blush deepened, her eyes dropping again. She took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest... "Get ready to be swept away by a tale of love, passion, and drama! Join then on their tumultuous journey, as they navigate the complexities of a forced marriage, family secrets, and hidden desires. With every twist and turn, you'll be hooked on their story, rooting for love to conquer all despite the odds. So, dive into this emotional rollercoaster and discover: Will Purvi find a way to escape her loveless marriage? Can Kairav's frozen heart be thawed by Purvi's love? What secrets will be revealed, and how will they change everything? Find out in this gripping novel that will keep you on the edge of your seat! Happy reading!" <3 <3 <3 thank you ⚘

It is said that love doesn't happen from a brothel, but what happens when the offspring of that brothel becomes someone's love? The intensity, which is a product of a brothel, was once a normal life, but everything changes when Aransh Maurya enters. Aransh's intensity, madness, and love become everything. Will the name of the brothel withstand the power of love? Will Aransh's obsession be able to give his love a destination? --------------- Aaransh placed his finger on her lips and said, "We'll talk about this later. First, do what I said. Remove your clothes." Shiddat spoke softly, "Okay, but will you move off me first?" Aaransh shook his head and said, "No. In fact, you don't need to do anything." Saying this, he grabbed her shirt in one swift motion and tore it apart. Shiddat's eyes widened in shock. She quickly said, "What did you just do? You tore my clothes? We just bought this yesterday and now you've already ripped it?" Aaransh looked at her and said, "If it's torn, we'll get more. Okay? Just keep quiet and let me do what I'm doing. If any sound escapes your lips, it should only be my name and nothing else." With that, he placed his lips on Shiddat's neck. --------------- Read to find out 😜😜😜😜