Traição, golpe, vingança, injustiça, mistério. Pode o amor nascer de corações que já não acreditam mais nesse sentimento impossível? IchiRuki e outros casais. Fonte da capa: cardosokingblogspotcombr/2010/09/cela-3d

The LIghtfire Saga Falling in love is easy...falling out of love is deadly. Alaysa wants what any other teen wants: to survive school, keep a part time job, and fall in love. The first two she can manage. The third is more difficult until she meets Janek, from another world, who asks her to help him save his world. With a single touch, they create a bond that if ever broken, means death for both. Janek's world is dying from a plague, and he must find the only person, Alaysa, who can carry the power of the Lightfire to cure his land. He is running out of time as the second-in-line to the throne, tradition enforces the rule of only one heir, and with his older brother poised to become King in a less than a year, his life will be forfeited. The Lightfire, a star with a deadly power to cure and kill, can only be carried by the one born to hold it. Book 1: Awakening As Alaysa and Janek learn how to keep secret the wild bond they have created and learn what it means to heal the land of the plague, they fall deeper in love. Outside forces try to stop Alaysa from beginning the healing journey as all see it as a failing mission. By combining technology from the Alaysa's world and magic from Janek's world, an attempt is made only to discover Alaysa needs all the Lightfire's power. Broken up equally to be used by five previous women, these parts of the Lightfire have been hidden and now must be found for Alaysa to be successful. All before Janek's time runs out, a secret he tries to keep from Alaysa by telling her instead, he will be set free from his exiled life. The wild bond they created means that if one is killed, then the other dies, immediately.

The balance between good and evil can be an art... or a curse. Trevor and Caitlin were once happy newlyweds, profiting from Trevor's art. Until Trevor inherits his brother's house, and with it, his part of a family curse. Now, Caitlin will stop at nothing to save her beloved husband from insanity and suicide, even if it means she must embrace her destiny and become a witch.

Book 2 of The Crystal Keeper: With the help of Teak, a local farm hand, Ivanore flees from the Vatéz into the forest. While recuperating from her injuries, she becomes an apprentice to an elderly enchantress who teaches her how to control her abilities. Unaware that Ivanore is in Hestoria, Jayson commits to working off the cost of Brommel's passage to Dokur, where he hopes he and his young son will be safe. Though Jayson vows to avenge the death of Brommel's wife and daughter, despair and guilt threaten to extinguish what little hope he has left of being reunited with Ivanore.

6 years after a traumatic experience forces Lena to flee the country, she learns of horrific crimes being committed at home. Will she have the courage to face her demons, or will she hide in the shadows forever?

Aritro Bagh is a struggling professional at a top auditing firm of the country with a serious issue- he cannot stop himself from helping strangers. One stormy night spent in the Gitanjali Express leads to a series of events he hasn't nearly anticipated, taking Aritro to the very doorstep of an Assistant Commissioner of Police of the Kolkata Police Force- Shantanu Das. While Shantanu is vocal, perceptive and dutiful; Aritro is reserved, impulsive and emotional. Despite personalities clashing and regular sparring, they find themselves stuck working as a team and developing an unexpected bond of friendship along the way. Together, they must navigate their way to a common goal, all while trying to figure out how NOT to fall for the same woman. Published: September 10th, 2019 Completed: Stunning cover by MusicAndMakeup I do not own the pictures used above. *** All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author.

Anushka signed as an egg donor after her neighbour informed her about it as one of the best ways to earn money. Working as an assistant librarian in the world of technology did not help her in earning enough for the two stomachs. Three months later Dhruv Thakur stumbled on her gate as her first customer for egg donation. Everything was going with the plan until Dhruv realised that Anushka is the sister of the rapist who raped his sister.

My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

Contest Entry for 'The Body Myth' Challenge by Penguinindia. Excerpt : The woman was sitting on a park bench in West Point Gardens, where I came every Sunday for a five-kilometer walk. She couldn't see me, but I had stopped mid-stride to stare at her. I looked at her for three reasons: (1) her face was twisted in contemplation; (2) she was wearing a beige kurta with a transparent golden dupatta; and (3) she was fucking gorgeous. I am a woman who takes great pleasure in noticing other women, in raw appreciation for our sex, but also as a comparative study. I could not, however, take the time to assess her beauty. She was onto something strange. Her head darted behind and to the side; I was sure she was checking to see if anyone was looking at her. She was in the center of a vast bamboo garden. No one else was around. I was in the corner, out of her view. She looked back to the center, her facial muscles tweaked with confidence. She took a few deep breaths and started to tremble.