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J'étais hospitalisée pour des complications suite à une procédure de FIV à haut risque dans le meilleur hôpital de Seattle. Ce même jour, le téléphone de mon mari Julian Blackwood ne cessait de vibrer avec des SMS frénétiques et des appels manqués. Les messages venaient de Cassie, son stagiaire. Je lui ai demandé s'il devait lui répondre. "Qu'est-ce qu'elle veut encore ?" a-t-il grogné. "Elle n'a pas de vie ? Mon Dieu, elle est sans relâche." Plus tard, cette même stagiaire a envoyé une photo d'un chalet de ski au Colorado, avec une tempête de neige qui faisait rage dehors. La légende disait : [Si je reste piégée ici et que je meurs, reviendrai-je sous forme de flocon de neige ? Peut-être qu'alors, je ne dérangerai personne.] Julian y a jeté un coup d'œil et a laissé échapper un rire méprisant. "Devenir un flocon de neige ? Parle d'un complexe de victime." Mais après cela, il est devenu visiblement agité. Puis il est parti précipitamment, a réservé le prochain vol de nuit, et n'est pas revenu de toute la nuit. Cette nuit-là, j'ai eu une hémorragie et j'ai été transportée d'urgence aux urgences. Quand l'infirmière m'a demandé si je voulais continuer à essayer de sauver le bébé, j'ai regardé la place vide à côté de moi et j'ai répondu calmement. "Non. Je n'en veux plus."

An encyclopaedia of all the Devil Fruits? The Ark from Tokyo ESP? Shugo Chara? Black Clover? I’ll make money off of all of them!

when power makes everything around difficult ,when beauty makes everyone hate you ,when strength makes you weak .Zahara could no longer stand the pain and all this was her fault but was this true

Leslie Brooks's sweet dreams turned into her worse nightmare when she learned of the death of her fiancee, the unassuming, sweet, and handsome love of her life, Richard Prescott of the Prescott Empire. Maybe in their four years together he refused to divulge enough information about his health, so his sudden death was as painful as being dropped from the sky only to land on a rock instead of the promised cushion. While attempting to put the pieces of her life together, pieces such as their beautiful daughter Elizabeth Prescott and the beautiful baby boy she was baking in her oven, Dylan Prescott the proud, very much assuming and the distinct opposite of his brother came to destabilize the already shaky life of his dead brother's fiery headed woman. His only plan was to walk in, shake her life upside down enough to make her back off from his brother's fortune, and walk out in the same manner. How come the plan changed to him walking in, getting kissed, slapped, and then kicked out in a very different manner. She needed to protect her children. He needed to protect his brother. Maybe they just needed to protect each other. #Humor #Love #Baby #Comedy

*This is the spiritual successor to Shadows Before Dawn! Where does love go to die? Is it ever the right time to break someone's heart? Why doesn't true beauty recognize itself? How long does it take to heal after everything falls apart? Journey back into the depths of my mind and emotions. But please...tread lightly. Fox & Faux will be saddening, maddening, joyful, and cathartic all in one. Are you ready? Are you Fox or Faux?

Noah Morgan has always lived on her own terms — reckless, fearless, and fiercely independent. At nineteen, she’s had her share of bad choices, wild nights, and broken hearts. But nothing compares to the day she’s forced to leave her life behind and move into her mother’s new husband’s mansion. For Noah, this new world isn’t a chance to start over — it’s a prison made of polished floors, luxury cars, and cold silence. Until she meets Nick Leister. Nick is everything she shouldn’t want. He’s dangerous, impulsive, and too confident for his own good. He races cars, fights in underground rings, and collects trouble like trophies. He also happens to be her new stepbrother. From the moment they meet, sparks fly — not the romantic kind, but the kind that burns. Nick doesn’t like being challenged, and Noah doesn’t know how to submit. Their attraction is instant, magnetic, and completely forbidden. But it’s not just physical. It’s emotional. They see through each other — past the arrogance, past the masks. Beneath Nick’s anger is pain. Beneath Noah’s fire is fear. Their connection starts as a war. Glances that threaten. Words that sting. Accidental touches that linger longer than they should. In a house full of luxury and lies, Nick and Noah become each other’s only truth — and that truth is dangerous. Their relationship is a slow, sensual explosion. It begins with arguments in the hallway, late-night rides on Nick’s motorcycle, and stolen stares across the dinner table. But soon it grows darker — into moments of intense desire, overwhelming jealousy, and the kind of intimacy that feels too real to be safe. As their attraction deepens, Noah uncovers the truth about Nick’s world — the illegal street races, the underground fights, and the brutal past he tries to hide. Nick isn't just a bad boy — he's wounded. Abandoned by his real father, constantly at odds with the man his mother married, Nick lives on adrenaline and danger. He hides behind rage and rebellion because love has never been kind to him. And yet, with Noah, he softens. Just not enough. Noah, too, is battling ghosts. Her father walked out when she was a child. Her mother’s love is conditional — based on appearances and obedience. She feels like a pawn in someone else’s story. But when Nick touches her — really touches her — she feels seen, alive, and no longer invisible. The more they fall into each other, the more impossible it becomes to hide. But secrets don’t stay buried for long. Their relationship becomes physical. First in shadows. Then behind closed doors. Their bodies speak the things they cannot say aloud — desire, fear, possession. Noah is drawn to Nick's darkness, and Nick is terrified of how much he needs her. But in a world of luxury and lies, love has no place. Their parents can’t know. The world wouldn’t understand. And Nick is already on the edge — one wrong move and everything could fall apart. Noah tries to pull away. Nick refuses to let go. Their passion becomes a dangerous addiction, one they can’t quit. Things begin to unravel fast. Nick’s involvement in underground street races leads to an accident that nearly kills him. Noah finds out he’s in deeper trouble than she ever imagined — debt, enemies, and a violent past catching up fast. Meanwhile, rumors about their closeness start to spread. Their secret is not safe anymore. Then comes the betrayal. Nick, under pressure and drowning in guilt, pushes Noah away. Harsh words. Cold silence. The heat between them turns to fire — but this time, the kind that burns everything down. Noah is heartbroken, and Nick is lost in his own chaos. But the heart wants what it wants. Despite the risks, they come back to each other. Not because they’re perfect — but because without one another, they’re broken. In a moment of raw honesty, Nick confesses everything: the pain of his childhood, the violence in his veins, the way Noah is the only light in a world that has always been dark. They come back together

The far future is deathless, designed to resemble the fantastical. Sage Glory, a teenaged archer, gets summoned before the so-called goddess, Ayrelle, creator of the utopia. She needs to appoint a hero to “save the world.” Despite Sage emphasizing his short supply of concern, heroism, and stature, she conscripts him. Sage is left with the vaguest job description of the millennium. All he can do is pray he has a place in the journey he was forcefully placed in.

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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?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"