Anja Marenger a tout pour plaire. Elle est riche, célèbre et d'une beauté à tomber. Dès leur première rencontre, Leigh est subjuguée par l'aura de cette femme, alors même que son entourage la met en garde : Anja n'a de loyauté qu'envers elle-même et détruit ceux qui l'approchent de trop près. Leigh est persuadée que les choses peuvent être différentes cette fois, mais si elle se trompait ? A trop vouloir jouer avec le feu, on finit par se brûler.

~A Lesbian Novel~ Book Two Four years have passed. Belladonna's searching has yet to cease with Ezekiel by her side and a new motivation. Swallowed in both depression and pain, Belladonna will stop at nothing to find her lost lover. Even if it means leaving the comforts of home, and wondering out into hellish territory. Will Belladonna's determination and empty heart be enough to lead her straight to her safe haven? Or will it be the exact thing that puts her, her family, and her kingdom's lives into the unthinkable danger that might end the Lapsis once and for all? Either way, there's one thing that's for sure, nothing will stop her from trying to find her lover. Not even a bratty vampire queen. MUST READ BOOK ONE •book cover made by me. •book will be updated at random. © 2019 by S.R.Hebert

~A Lesbian Novel~ NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE OF PAPERBACK COPIES THROUGH www.lulupublishing.com !!!! (Will soon be available for global distribution.) Book One Earth. A vibrant mirage that now inhabits the apocalyptic, brittle reality that has settled upon our new world. What did we do to deserve this? Perhaps it was the egotistical mindset of those who tried to rule over what wasn't theirs. Whatever it was, it was enough to send those who were once dragged to hell crawling back upwards. This included their abrasive dictators. Survival was now a mere delusion for the human race. Their world had became a vast battle ground for the undead demons that now stood stagnant with high prestige. The Lapsis standing higher than them all, ruled by an acidic and callous queen. Until one assertive, young girl unintentionally threatens to rip the high mistress right off her feet. •book cover made by me. •book will be updated once a month. Hopefully lol. ©2019 by S.R.Hebert

En 2020, une épidémie a ravagé le monde. Des hommes sont morts, des villes ont été détruites. Seuls mille nouveau-nés ont pu être sauvés. Cinq cents garçons et cinq cents filles, qui ont été élevés dans des orphelinats séparés. 900 est l'une de ces filles. Elle appartient à la génération réparatrice. Ce sont eux qui créeront le monde de demain. Un monde où les discriminations n'existent pas. Pendant dix-sept ans, elle n'a vécu qu'avec des femmes. Mais dans un mois, la réinsertion commencera. Les mille quitteront leurs orphelinats. Une nouvelle vie commencera. Cependant, avant de partir, il leur faut apprendre la vérité. Ils ne sont pas seuls. Dehors, d'autres enfants sont nés. Dehors, règne l'anarchie. 900 et les siens sont le dernier espoir de la civilisation telle qu'ils l'ont rêvée...

"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

Emilie Wagner, 17 ans, mène une vie tout à fait banal lorsqu'un jour, une nouvelle élève fait son arrivée dans son lycée. Celle-ci lui apprend une nouvelle qui va changer sa vie. Sans le vouloir, Emilie va se retrouver mêler à une bande de trois fille: Vanessa, Léna et Cassandre, et vivra des aventures dont elle n'est pas sûre d'en ressortir vivante.

The circus was stupid and a total con act. That was something Camila felt strongly about. Camila Cabello did not believe in things like magic and wonder and fantasy...it simply did not exist and there was no arguing about it. Now, after being forced by her mother to go and spend time with her little sister, Sofi, she has to go to the circus that's in town for the next 10 days. And perhaps, the illusion will not be stupid. And perhaps, the illusion will not be an illusion. This amazing cover was done by SLOTHTATO, she made an absolutely amazing cover and this wouldn't even have been posted if it wasn't for her so thank her lots!

J'ai toujours exercer un contrôle total sur ma vie et sur tout ce qui m'entourait. Je n'ai jamais considérer un être vivant comme étant digne d'intérêt. Enfin...pas assez longtemps pour le garder vivant. Alors, imaginez ma frustration lorsque je me suis retrouvée coincée avec rien de plus qu'un microbe tenace dont je ne pouvais pas me débarrasser. Une enfant maladroite, ignorante et profondément exaspérante dont ma survie dépendait.