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خـــەیــاڵــی زۆر شــیــریــنــمــان ئـــەکــردبــۆ ژیـــان بـــەڵام واقـــعــێــکــی زۆر تـــاڵــمــان بـــەڕێ کـــرد...🖤!! چیرۆکێکی کوردیە باس لە وەرزی دووەمی دوژمنداری ئەکات بەهیوایی چێژ بینین لە خوێندنەوە مافی تەواوی بۆ خۆم ئەگەڕێتەوە کۆپی کاری هیچ کەسێک نیە بە بیر و ئێندەشەی خۆم نوسیومە

THE AMBY AWARDS 2022 WINNER (Best Series) Book One (Book Three of the trilogy is on the WATTYS 2022 SHORTLIST) Wattpad featured story. The Adept Pen 21 finalist. Samara, a young woman from London, visits Bran Castle in Romania during a Halloween night. Somehow, she's always felt drawn to the story of Vlad the Impaler, the historical character who allegedly inspired the writer, Bram Stoker, to write his Count Dracula. Annoyed by her noisy friends, she strolls behind her group when they enter the castle and thus gets approached by their tall dark and handsome guide. Samara can't fight the attraction she feels for him, even after he claims to be Vlad Dracul himself, obviously making fun of her...or? At the end of the tour, unable to resist her curiosity, she follows the guide through a dark corridor and time travels to another time, a late medieval world populated by very unusual vampires, where she had once belonged. The mysterious guide turns out to be her husband, none less than Vlad III, the Prince of Wallachia, the Impaler... Dracula. Samara's memories start to trickle back slowly, both good and bad. The man she loves so much that she feels overcome by her feelings for him is not exactly as he was when she left him before, when she... died. A lot of things have changed in her absence, in six hundred years. But she is changed too, having grown up in the 21st century this time around, she is not quite the same girl as when she lived in Vlad's castle, in the late medievals. Will the great love they feel for each other despite their long separation be strong enough to overcome all their differences? Will Samara and Vlad accept each other as they are now and fight for their love? Will they defend it in the dangerous world they live in, full of people, or better vampires, who would rather see them apart? In this place where nothing and no one is what they really seem to be at first sight? Cover: @WakeWriteWrath

Oren Hale discovers a memorial page for a boy who died four years ago and cannot explain why the photo looks exactly like him. After that, ordinary life starts to feel staged, like he is walking through a story someone else wrote. His tutor, Ayara, was smart, guarded, and dangerously easy to talk to. Their sessions shift into something riskier: honesty, which only makes the rest of the world feel stranger by comparison. As Oren tries to trace where the dead boy ends and he begins, the people around him keep steering him back toward "normal." A boy dies. A boy survives. Oren has to figure out how both can be true before he loses whatever life is actually his.

I only gave him one night. One night to prove I wasn't just the human maid cleaning his mansion floors. And by dawn, the Alpha shattered me. He rejected me, humiliated me, and chose another to wear the crown at his side. He never knew that night left me with more than scars. It left me with a son. Two years later, I'm not the weak girl who cried when he cast me aside. And I'm back not for him, but for my child. Kael thinks he can ignore the past. He thinks he can demand my forgiveness. But I don't care about his crown, or his throne, or the Luna who clings to him like she's untouchable. All I care about is protecting my son. And if the Alpha thinks he can claim us now... he'll learn that nothing is fiercer than a mother who refuses to be erased. #rejectedmate #forbiddenbon #onenightstand #Alpha

မင်းကိုပိုင်ဆိုင်ခွင့်နဲ့ပတ်သက်လာရင် ကံကြမ္မာကိုတောင်စိန်ခေါ်ပစ်မယ်ငယ်ငယ် မင္းကိုပိုင္ဆိုင္ခြင့္နဲ႕ပတ္သပ္လာရင္ ကံၾကမၼာကိုေတာင္စိန္ေခၚပစ္မယ္ငယ္ငယ္

-Shapeshifter Au- Rain was hitting the windows of every nearby building and prompting the pedestrians to keep their heads under their umbrellas, hurrying home and not even looking at the storefront of your café. Why had your boss even scheduled you for a shift tonight? With weather like this, anyone craving hot chocolate would rather drink it at their own place. Sitting behind the counter and sulking, you decided to make a cup of coffee for yourself, no customer would come tonight anyway. Little did you know, but the kind of "shift" that was coming had nothing to do with work. You cleaned the counter and tables, packed your bag, and used your own key to lock up the café. Your body froze when you heard what sounded like whimpers in the alley next to the café. The streetlights cast long shadows, making it impossible for you to see clearly when you stepped forward. You let out a shriek as your phone slipped from your hand and hit the ground. A man was crouched down, his back facing you, but a dim light let you catch a glimpse of the blood soaking his back and shoulders. He turned around and you recognized him right away. His eyes. His hair. His freckles. Felix was standing right in front of you.

My life completely changed when my mom passed away from a sickness, forcing me to move in with my aunt miles away. I've always been a grumpy, anti-social kid, but losing my mother made me angrier with the world. So when I run into another student at my new school, I don't stop myself from opening my mouth to tell him off. However what I didn't know was that this guy is the feared Killian Reed; A guy no one wants to get on his bad side. And for a moment, seconds after being shoved into the lockers by him, I was certain Killian was going to make my life a living hell. Then one day, he shocks me when he stops a couple of guys from hitting me. At first I don't think there's much to it. But then I start to suspect there's more to Killian; A secret that has something to do with me. All of a sudden, I find myself dealing with strange, dangerous occurrences, and with Killian who somehow always seems to be there to safely get me out of them. *Please check out the chapter 'Before you read' for a list of TW*

‧₊˚ ┊ (𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂) • 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 • ────୨ৎ──── ❝𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦.❞

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