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Olga Miles is a beautiful 18-year-old who leads a quiet life with her parents, her younger sister Livka and five sassy friends who support her every step of the way. Her life changes when she embarks on a career in illegal racing and Dylan Daniels stands in her way. A handsome, charming and yet mysterious man who turns her head. Dylan Daniels is a 21-year-old killer with no moral spine. He kidnaps people and kills innocent Malibu citizens. One day he meets Olga Miles, who charms him with her humour and beauty. Was their meeting an accident. Will Dylan change his life for Olga. Will Olga change for Dylan. Will their story end happily

Just one chapter. I dare you. This story focuses on the relationship between the main characters. No unnecessary details, no long descriptions - everything revolves around them, their feelings, their choices, and the connection they can't escape.

"ජනප්‍රවාද වල කියන්නේ...VOID නැවත එන දවසේ...එයා මුලින්ම හොයන්නේ ඔහුගේ රාජධානියවත්... බලයවත්... පළිගැනීමත් නෙවෙයි කියලා." "එහෙනම් මොකක්ද?" "...ඔහුගේ සඳ" A lethal hunt. A cursed prophecy. A Moon claimed by the Void.. VOID

Legoshi x Von Lycaon In a city where the line between predator and prey has collapsed, love is the most dangerous instinct of all. Haunted by the ghost of who he used to be, Legoshi wanders into the neon-drenched underworld of Luporum - a city teetering on the edge of moral collapse. Hoping to escape his past, he finds himself hunted not by tooth or claw, but by something far more terrifying: a man with eyes like steel and a soul colder than the machines that built him. Von Lycaon, a cybernetically enhanced enforcer with no memory of kindness, is designed to kill, not to feel. But when he crosses paths with Legoshi - vulnerable, honest, and painfully alive - the soldier begins to crack. What begins as a game of suspicion and survival spirals into obsession, desire, and something neither of them can name. In a world that punishes emotion and buries weakness, can two broken wolves defy their nature - and each other? This is not a story of happy endings. This is a story of what happens when monsters fall in love.

Tiresias is an ordinary man who lives his life peacefully, but one day he receives an interesting letter.

--- Hadleih Carter's anger was her armor, a fiery wall protecting the wounds she swore no one would ever see. The people of Blue Ash knew her as the volatile redhead cop with a sharp tongue and quicker fists, but they didn't know what drove her-what haunted her dreams and whispered doubts into her waking hours. Secrets were her specialty, even if it meant her nightmares gnawed at her sanity. But one night, her pursuit of justice-or perhaps vengeance-brought her face-to-face with Emiliono Vega. The soldier with the glacier eyes, a man as quiet and unreadable as the grave. Emiliono wasn't like the others she'd arrested or interrogated. His presence didn't scream trouble; it breathed it, cold and calculating. He didn't flinch under her fiery gaze, didn't bristle at her accusations. He simply stared, his icy eyes daring her to try and melt the glacier that guarded whatever was left of his soul. What Hadleih didn't know was that Emiliono wasn't just running from a life of secrets-he was a secret. A living shadow tangled in operations darker than the city's crime-filled underbelly. And his latest mission would unravel everything Hadleih thought she knew about justice, loyalty, and the ghosts they both carried. But when her past collides with his unyielding present, their worlds ignite. It's a collision of fire and ice, a battle of wills and vulnerabilities, and one that might destroy them both-or force them to confront truths they've buried so deep, even their nightmares couldn't find them. The question isn't what Emiliono's hiding-it's what will happen when Hadleih finds out.

"Just like a coal in a pit of fire I have been burning , burning for a long time , deranging myself to a point where the air surrounding me gets wrapped up in my heat ,in my heat of revenge ,in my heat of betrayal ,in my heat of heartbreak, making it impossible for people to even come near my presence without shedding their skin that's the amount of burning aura that radiates of me and this coal won't stop burning until it turns himself into a hump of toxic ash ,which will also prohibit his dream snatchers to touch it even after it's demise due to its toxic nature . That's the amount of poison my journey filled me with that even after achieving paradise no body will be able to touch my soulless body cause it's poisonous as if I am a timid leaf of creation belonging to the Greek goddess of poisonous plants, As if I am the leaf of a poisonous plant of lordess Achlys empire ,as if I am the toxic night shader itself" I closed the book with a flap sound as a drop of venom landed on the book from my venomous eyes ,soon I heard the claps of my fellow folks who have been listening to me while I was reading the book written by me ,myself .I gave everyone a charming smile but a cat eyed woman caught my eyes and my heart stucked in my throat , she seemed to notice my gaze and dashed forward and I chased her ignoring my manager calling me only for me to realise that I was doomed cause she was none other than sa...............

Nick był chłopakiem, którego trudno było nie zauważyć. Umięśniona sylwetka, ciemne włosy i pewny siebie sposób poruszania się sprawiały, że zawsze przyciągał uwagę. W jego spojrzeniu było coś twardego, niemal chłodnego, jakby od dawna nauczył się, że to on dyktuje zasady. Ludzie często czuli przy nim respekt - albo niepokój. Vanessa była jego przeciwieństwem. Ładna, delikatna, ale wewnętrznie krucha. Miała w sobie coś subtelnego, co mogło przyciągać, ale brakowało jej siły, by się bronić. Gdy Nick pojawiał się w jej życiu, zwykle milknęła i spuszczała wzrok. Nie potrafiła mu się przeciwstawić, choć w środku narastało w niej wszystko to, czego nie umiała wypowiedzieć na głos.

I was supposed to get a normal roommate. Not him. Not the boy with skin cold as death, eyes a little too red, and a smile that never reached his lips. They told me he had a "sun allergy." They didn't tell me he'd stare at my neck like it was his last meal. They didn't tell me he'd whisper my name in the dark when he thought I was asleep. They didn't tell me he wasn't human. Now we share a room with no windows. He never eats. Never sleeps. Never stops watching me. We're just "friends." At least, that's what I keep telling myself. Because if I admit I like him... He might never let me go.

,,Tom I CONSTELLATION OF SCARS" Osiemnastoletnia Carmen Thomas była kiedyś zwyczajną, spokojną dziewczyną bez większych problemów. Cichą, ułożoną nastolatką, która pragnęła jedynie zniknąć w tłumie. Wszystko pękło w jednym ułamku sekundy w Los Angeles, gdzie spotkała ją potworna, brutalna krzywda. Została strasznie skrzywdzona, a to, co się wydarzyło, odebrało jej niewinność, poczucie bezpieczeństwa i prawo do decydowania o własnym ciele. Uciekając przed wspomnieniami tamtej koszmarnej nocy, walcząc z zaburzeniami odżywiania i świeżymi ranami, które skrywa na udach pod za dużymi ubraniami, Carmen przeprowadza się do swojego ojca i przyrodniego brata. W tym świecie, w najgłębszym cieniu, czeka na nią on. Venus Wood. Dwudziestoletni kapitan drużyny na lodzie i bezwzględny król podziemnych ringów o niemal czarnych, hipnotyzujących oczach. Ich relacja zaczyna się od potężnego dystansu, lęku Carmen przed dotykiem mężczyzny i jej jawnej nienawiści do jego zaborczości. Venus nie ma pojęcia o traumie Carmen, a ona boi się każdego jego kroku. Jednak w świecie, gdzie zaufanie rodzi się w bólach, diabeł z własną skomplikowaną przeszłością stanie się jedynym ratunkiem dla pękniętej porcelanowej lalki

Uciekł, bo myślał, że w końcu wyrwał się z piekła, które sam stworzył. Ale ona nie odpuszcza tak łatwo. Miłość pomieszana z obsesją potrafi zabić powoli, słodko i bez cienia skrupułów. On zna jej mrok. Ona zna każdy jego grzech. A kiedy role się odwracają, zaczyna się gra, w której nikt nie jest niewinny...