*** Publié chez les éditions l'Alchimiste ! *** Rayane fait partie des Rêveurs, un clan dont les membres ont le pouvoir d'épier les songes d'autrui. Alors que son statut et son éducation la destinaient à une carrière prestigieuse mais soumise à de nombreuses contraintes, elle décide de renier son héritage pour rejoindre une compagnie de cirque itinérante dont elle devient l'une des acrobates. Huit ans plus tard, elle reçoit la visite inattendue de sa sœur Ester qui lui intime de rentrer au domaine familial pour les besoins d'une enquête. Un membre éminent des Mnésiques, un autre clan proche du pouvoir, est mort dans des conditions mystérieuses. Et tout semble indiquer l'implication d'un Rêveur... ⭐️Gagnant du concours Chantilly awards 2019 ⭐️Gagnant du concours Murmures Littéraires 2021 #ProjetGrandGrimoire

❮ Elle se propage. L'encre tombée du ciel engloutit chaque palais, mais personne ne la voit venir. Le continent sombre en silence et les tensions montent dans l'empire séraphin. Comme beaucoup d'oiseaux, les Catilinal entrent en compétition pour la couronne, prêts à récupérer leur dynastie évincée trop tôt. Eli vit avec sa famille en exil au fin fond de mère Cassandre. Cigogne parmi les aigles, elle peine à se faire une place. Mais alors que la course d'Alat se rapproche, la princesse héritière disparait. Un scandale ébranle tout l'empire et déclenche le plus gros conflit ayant jamais opposé les séraphins à leurs ennemis naturels : les garous. ❯ ➳ [Cette histoire se passe 400 ans avant Écarlate. Elle peut se lire sans passage obligatoire vers la saga, bien que ce soit un peu plus difficile.] ➳ playlists écarlatiennes disponibles : https://open.spotify.com/user/yoyo_debo?si=5007fc05b28d4716

Le Continent est au bord de la rupture. Partout, les tensions s'exacerbent, les conflits s'enveniment au point que les Neighians peinent à maintenir l'ordre. Quand soudain, la goutte de trop : un meurtre commis par un elfe fait déborder le vase. Seul le jugement des sirènes pourra empêcher le Nord de sombrer dans la guerre. Tandis que l'Ombre continue ses ravages, que les complots se multiplient, une guerrière au regard hanté prend la route pour sauvegarder la paix. Et sa mission, Heltia de Cytari l'accomplira, en dépit des ennemis qui se dressent sur son chemin, de ses certitudes qui s'effondrent et de l'elfe aussi froid qu'un Dragon Brisure qu'on lui a collé dans les pattes ! Mais on a beau vouloir se battre, pour parer les coups, encore faut-il savoir d'où ils viennent. * Ce livre est désormais sous contrat d'édition. Néanmoins, comme la version papier sera sans doute assez différente de celle publiée ici, le tome 1 reste entièrement disponible sur Wattpad. Bonne lecture, et au plaisir de vous retrouver entre les pages :)

sequel to bbr. please read that first :) ☆☆☆ hayden jones has been through a lot. a lot more than someone her age should. now finished her second year of college, hayden needs a break. lucky for her, her fabulous cousin spencer is celebrating his twenty-first birthday in hayden's home town. but as much as she hates it, drama is never far from hayden's life because her ex is also invited; the stubborn and ridiculously good looking chase everett.

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

Azalea ran away from home and left everyone behind. She disappeared with no reminders of the past and couldn't look back. Zade is the most feared man alive and will ruin anyone who goes against him. No one has escaped him before, but one. Azalea was taught everything she needed to survive in both worlds and so was Zade. The one thing they weren't taught was how to love.

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Bryce Montgomery-Hearst is an easy going 19 year old girl. She loves books and reading. She has a cat named Molly, and a soft spot for baking and cooking. When she is forced to move to Barcelona, Spain from Las Vegas, Nevada, Bryce slowly starts to uncover secrets her father has kept from her. With the help of a boy she finds hard to trust, she finds the dark truth hidden in her past, and along the way discovers lies, friendship, and love. Content/trigger warning: Alcohol abuse, assault, guns, drugs, violence, suicide, gore/blood

"I hate you." "Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance." "I am." "Are you very sure?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?" "No." "Well, they should." ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ Her definition of perfect was quiet and dull. He was anything but. Theo Parker was full of life; smiles always lighting his face and a camera on him, ready to snap a photo at any given moment along with almost living at the basketball court. Smiling at anyone who looked his way. She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't find it in her to do so. He defined perfection as impossible. Until he met her. He was aware of the glares and harsh words she sent his way, but under what seemed like not so subtle hatred she was smart and caring. Camilla Moretti didn't need anyone's approval or cared about their opinions. She didn't need anyone, and he admired that. Sometimes staying is easier than leaving; but maybe leaving would've been more simple. ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I just wish someone would stay