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Alicia Sinclair vit un mariage arrangé avec Alexandre Blackwood depuis deux ans. Alors qu'elle pensait enfin que leur mariage était indestructible, Alexandre est revenu avec son ex-petite amie mannequin et a demandé le divorce. Le monde d'Alicia s'est effondré et, après de multiples tentatives infructueuses pour le faire changer d'avis, elle a décidé de partir avec leur enfant à naître, pour qu'au final, ce soit Alexandre qui la supplie de rester. « Si nous avions un enfant, voudrais-tu toujours divorcer ? » « Il n'y a pas de "si" », répondit-elle froidement. Mais n'a-t-elle vraiment plus de sentiments pour l'homme qu'elle a aimé pendant six ans ?

Pendant trois ans, Rachel a vécu un mariage dont presque personne ne connaissait l'existence. To the outside world, Captain Jared Holland—the cold and powerful second son of the influential Holland family—was single. Seule une poignée de personnes connaissait la vérité : Rachel était son épouse légitime. Leur mariage avait commencé par une erreur et était lié par un contrat prénuptial qui promettait qu'il se terminerait discrètement après trois ans. Et dans le cœur de Jared, il y avait toujours eu quelqu'un d'autre — Olivia, sa sœur adoptive et son premier amour. Quand Rachel rentre d'un vol épuisant et voit une vidéo de Jared transportant désespérément Olivia à l'hôpital, la dernière illusion à laquelle elle se raccrochait finit par se briser. Le soir même, elle signe les papiers du divorce et s'en va, ne gardant avec elle que sa valise et sa dignité. Mais lorsque le moment est venu de finaliser le divorce, Jared refuse de signer — trouvant toujours des excuses pour retarder l'échéance. La femme qu'il a autrefois ignorée est maintenant déterminée à partir. Et l'homme qui ne l'a jamais appréciée à sa juste valeur refuse soudainement de la laisser partir. Rachel regarda l'homme en face d'elle et fronça les sourcils : « Jared, à quel jeu joues-tu ? Signe les papiers du divorce. » Jared sourit : « Chérie, je suis désolé, j'ai eu tort. S'il te plaît, ne divorçons pas. »

Signe Sørensen är dansk och på flykt från sitt förflutna. Hon har fått en chans till ett nytt liv som kriminalinspektör i Björköby - en liten svensk småstad som verkar lugn, men där gamla hemligheter och nya konflikter lurar bakom varje husknut. När Signe av en slump hamnar mitt i en farlig situation mellan en bageriarbetare och bankmannens son, måste hon navigera småstadens långsamma polisväsen, gamla korpar med egna regler och sin egen känslomässiga distans. Kan Signe lösa mysterierna och hitta sig själv i en stad där inget är så stilla som det verkar? [Tags] #swedish #crime #murder #kriminalinspektör #detective #deckare #roman

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In a land besieged by darkness, a young child becomes the target of relentless knights, sent to capture him for reasons unknown. As he flees into the forest, the boy finds himself on the brink of death, only to stumble upon an ancient, mystical tree and a hidden book imbued with extraordinary power awakening forces he doesn’t understand.

Paul is an archaeology student from Greece who finds himself in a different world after waking up from a drunken sleep now he tries to find the reason why he is in this world and to find a place where he can call home but things don't always go as planned because things are not as they seem in this world, as things go complicated he tries to solve all his problems and uncover secrets of this world using the new sigli powers he acquires.

You won’t feel it coming. Not until the pressure drops. A scream. A kiss. A name said like it’s the last time. That’s when it begins—the storm. It hums beneath the skin. Cracks the air. Then you see them—threads hanging like lightning, silver when it's soft, red when it's too late. They bind. They bruise. They twist around your throat when you love too much. They snap like tendons when you lie too well. I didn’t ask to see them. But storms don’t ask for permission. And the first thread I ever saw? Was the one that never wrapped around me. His.

A phropecied white werewolf will be born in a distant land, possessing a power equivalent to the first demon werewolf Discovering his origin, he seeks to unveil the mystery death of his father The growing force of the enemy and battle intellectual capacity remained a big threat to the Lhyrans A forbidden love between archenemies of his kind, together they shall face hardship and pass through the hardest of obstacles. Is strong will and firm resolve enough to achieve their dreams? Will the truth of the mystery and forbidden love prevail? or are they bound to be destroyed and be left in vain?

Ink’s sigil isn’t a power. It’s a permission slip to break the world—six times. And he’s already used one.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"