Que se passerait-t-il si les hommes étaient séparés des femmes? Pire, s'ils se haïssaient? Impossible, n'est-ce pas? Et pourtant, dans un monde étrange où les esprits totem se mêlent à la magie, c'est la réalité. Tout les oppose. Les femmes ont créé une communauté organisée, vivant avec la nature et une sorte de démocratie, nommée Crépuscule. Les hommes ont quand à eux établi Aarmeer: un vaste camp militaire dirigé par une seule et unique personne. Mais l'apparition d'un mystérieux ennemi, l'Ombre, vient troubler ce fragile équilibre. Surtout qu'il ne laisse que des cadavres derrière lui... Suite à une étrange prophétie, les destins de Luna, farouche guerrière, et d'Ark, arrogant dirigeant d'Aaarmeer, se trouvent inextricablement liés. Les deux camps sauront-ils coopérer pour repousser le danger? Meilleur classements: #18 Fantasy le 19/10/17 #15 Fantasy le 27/10/17

His life is in danger. Her job is to keep him alive. But who will save them from themselves?

#JASMEEN Cette émission aurait dû être la meilleure chose qui puisse m'arriver. Un coup de pub inespéré. Une mise en avant géniale. La consécration ultime. C'était sans compter l'aide précieuse de mes meilleures amies. Si les nanomolécules, l'enthalpie et les liaisons de Van der Waals n'ont aucun secret pour moi, les interactions avec l'autre sexe ne sont pas mon fort. Mais comment lutter contre mon fantasme suprême même si je sais que notre alchimie est complètement... imparfaite ? #BLAKE Cette émission était censée être comme toutes les autres. Une opportunité pour sortir de l'ombre. Un autre moyen de me mettre sur le devant de la scène. C'était sans compter la présence de l'invitée d'honneur. Si les photo shootings, les plateaux télé et les tournages sont mon quotidien, jamais je n'ai ressenti une attraction aussi forte. Alors comment la convaincre que je ne suis pas celui qu'elle croit ? Comment la persuader de laisser une chance à notre alchimie si... parfaite ? N'hésitez pas à me suivre sur ma page facebook ! https://www.facebook.com/elisia.blade/

Unbelievable power. Immortality. All it costs is a surrender to dark desire. As a child, she was mocked and abused, called talentless and worthless. Now Netta Oleander lives in exile, dreaming of one day forgetting shame and fear so palpable to her still that it shakes her. She has been running away for longer than most Humans live, escaping also nightmares that once whispered a dark absolution into her ear. She fears not just her fellow Witches, but the very font of magic, Monsters. One extremely persistent Monster in particular. She hides from a potential that no Human would ever be capable of, even as she knows that she is slowly dying from her exile. To be a full fledged Witch would mean becoming part of a heritage that would give Netta power, but it also promises to put her face to face with the embodiment of her greatest fear. A naive love-- As well as a taboo, nearly all consuming lust. Soon, Netta realizes that she had not truly escaped the secret world of Witchcraft, the whispered promise of profane eroticism, magic, and possession. As surely as magic sings in her blood, it enchains her, dragging her back into shadows so dark they promise to swallow whole. //This is the author's preferred version of *Exquisite Poison*, not a sequel, and contains in-depth revisions as well as additional content. This will be the second draft that is free to read at the moment, with a planned final draft to come for sale one day.\\

Deux cœurs, deux passés, un amour.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

"Mooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeee, this book is like air, i need it!" @noromance101 "These chapters are written BEAUTIFULLY! You are, without a doubt, my favorite writer on this site. " @nagykt "Reading this feeds my soul." @Yrthraethra Sixteen-year-old Mirra can see people's memories. She is a Shadow Weaver, one of the outlawed, glitter-eyed race feared in her land and forced into brutal slavery as children. She and her brother Kel have escaped their fate by hiding near the frozen mountains. But when bounty hunters snatch Kel, Mirra injured and unable to track long distances will lose him unless she gives herself up to his captors. As as a Shadow Weaver who's survived childhood and whose golden-flecked irises have faded, concealing her talent, Mirra's own value is priceless on the black-market. Taken to a lawless town in the northern territories, Mirra convinces her captors to sell her to a mysterious young man destined for the same province as the officer who has bought her brother. The young man is the Kingdom's missing Prince, feared dead after his escort was attacked on an expedition. He has been in hiding, waiting for a Shadow Weaver whose skill he can use to discover who ordered his assassination. But before he will risk breaking his father's law and taking Mirra to the royal court, he must test her talent and her ability to hide it. If Mirra fails, her hopes of seeing her brother again will be cut by the noose around her neck. HIGHEST RANKING #1 in Fantasy on Wattpad. #1 Amazon Sword & Sorcery This book was taken down in DEC 2017 due to publishing restrictions. It is now possible to put it back up on wattpad. From March onwards 2 chapters will be posted per week until the completed book is available.

Valin is a young girl who lived peacefully, that was until she was ripped away from everything she knew and tossed into a world of love, lies, lust, heart break and betrayal. She learns what is meant to become a Viking's Bride. This is my first book, so don't hate.

Stan Wills est autant imprévisible qu'il est détestable. Ce jeune homme incompris se répugne à se soumettre aux règles dictées et imposées par la société. Il cherche par tous les moyens à s'en affranchir et qu'importe si le prix à payer est de se faire haïr des autres. Quand il se retrouve contraint de suivre ses cours aux côtés de Hayden Orlanski, une élève au caractère bien trempé, la promiscuité ne peut qu'être volcanique. Pourtant, sous ce tempérament de feu, les deux adolescents cachent un douloureux passé. Alors quand Stan décide de s'introduire dans la vie de Hayden et de détruire la carapace que la jeune femme s'est forgée au fil du temps, leur histoire s'envenime. Stan sait que pour obtenir une confession, il devra également se dévoiler mais sera-t-il capable d'affronter ses propres démons pour pouvoir aider Hayden à vaincre les siens ? [AUTOÉDITÉ] Version numérique : 10 septembre 2019 Version papier : 14 septembre 2019

Elle était si jeune. J'aurais du la rendre à ses parents ou la tuer. Elle pleurait, je déteste les pleurs d'enfant. Mais voilà, entre deux sanglots elle m'a dit: -J'ai perdu mon ours en peluche, je peux dormir avec toi ? Un grand merci à Ambredrc pour cette magnifique couverture.