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Dicen que es un monstruo. Un mito. Un demonio envuelto en piel humana. La llaman la Bruja del Bosque. Deberían haberla llamado una advertencia. Hazel-Anne Davis fue criada en El Patio del Diablo para el fin del mundo—parte humana, parte demonio, completa superviviente, y absolutamente harta de todo. Cuando despierta en el cuerpo moribundo de una niña en un mundo extraño, no llora ni entra en pánico. Construye. Mata. Sobrevive. Las montañas se convierten en su hogar, y ella se convierte en la pesadilla susurrada en tabernas ebrias y consejos de guerra atemorizados. Ningún ejército jamás regresa. Ningún intruso vive. Hasta que los conoció a ellos. Arrastrada de su montaña, drogada y atada en un baúl como algún trofeo bárbaro, Hazel-Anne es forzada a entrar en la resplandeciente prisión de la corte real—un lugar donde las dagas se esconden detrás de abanicos, el veneno se vierte en tazas de porcelana, y se espera obediencia de mujeres que deberían conocer su lugar. Hazel no conoce su lugar. Y si lo conoce, se niega a quedarse en él. Cinco hombres poderosos—cada uno peligroso a su manera—están a punto de aprender que la "bruja" que robaron no es ninguna salvaje. Es más inteligente que ellos. Más letal que sus peores enemigos. Y ha terminado de jugar según las reglas de cualquiera. Ahora todos ellos—el príncipe guerrero con cicatrices, el genio Príncipe Heredero, el general de ojos demoníacos, el asesino en las sombras, y el mercader envuelto en seda y mentiras—tendrán que decidir: ¿Intentarán controlarla? ¿O se arrodillarán ante la tormenta que han desatado? De cualquier manera, al final del día, la Bruja tendrá su venganza.

Ils disent qu'elle est un monstre. Un mythe. Un démon enveloppé dans une peau humaine. Ils l'appellent la Sorcière des Bois. Ils auraient dû l'appeler un avertissement. Hazel-Anne Davis a été élevée dans le Terrain de Jeu du Diable pour la fin du monde—mi-humaine, mi-démon, survivante accomplie, et absolument lasse de tout. Quand elle se réveille dans le corps mourant d'un enfant dans un monde étranger, elle ne pleure pas et ne panique pas. Elle construit. Elle tue. Elle survit. Les montagnes deviennent sa maison, et elle devient le cauchemar dont on chuchote dans les tavernes ivres et les conseils de guerre effrayés. Aucune armée ne revient jamais. Aucun intrus ne survit. Jusqu'à ce qu'elle les rencontre. Arrachée de sa montagne, droguée et ligotée dans un coffre comme un trophée barbare, Hazel-Anne est forcée d'entrer dans la prison étincelante de la cour royale—un lieu où les poignards se cachent derrière les éventails, où le poison est versé dans des tasses en porcelaine, et où l'obéissance est attendue des femmes qui devraient connaître leur place. Hazel ne connaît pas sa place. Et si elle la connaît, elle refuse d'y rester. Cinq hommes puissants—chacun dangereux à sa manière—sont sur le point d'apprendre que la "sorcière" qu'ils ont volée n'est pas une sauvage. Elle est plus intelligente qu'eux. Plus mortelle que leurs pires ennemis. Et elle en a fini de jouer selon les règles de quiconque. Maintenant, ils devront tous—le prince guerrier balafré, le Prince Héritier génie, le général aux yeux de démon, l'assassin dans l'ombre, et le marchand enveloppé de soie et de mensonges—décider : Vont-ils essayer de la contrôler ? Ou s'agenouilleront-ils devant la tempête qu'ils ont déchaînée ? Quoi qu'il en soit, à la fin de la journée, la Sorcière aura sa vengeance.

Sie sagen, sie ist ein Monster. Ein Mythos. Ein Dämon in menschlicher Haut. Sie nennen sie die Hexe im Wald. Sie hätten sie eine Warnung nennen sollen. Hazel-Anne Davis wurde im Spielplatz des Teufels für das Ende der Welt aufgezogen—teils Mensch, teils Dämon, vollständige Überlebenskünstlerin und absolut fertig mit allem. Als sie im sterbenden Körper eines Kindes in einer fremden Welt aufwacht, weint oder panikt sie nicht. Sie baut. Sie tötet. Sie überlebt. Die Berge werden ihr Zuhause, und sie wird zum Albtraum, über den in betrunkenen Tavernen und verängstigten Kriegsräten geflüstert wird. Keine Armee kehrt jemals zurück. Kein Eindringling überlebt. Bis sie ihnen begegnete. Von ihrem Berg verschleppt, betäubt und in einem Koffer wie eine barbarische Trophäe gefesselt, wird Hazel-Anne in das glitzernde Gefängnis des königlichen Hofes gezwungen—ein Ort, an dem sich Dolche hinter Fächern verbergen, Gift in Porzellanschalen gegossen wird und von Frauen Gehorsam erwartet wird, die ihren Platz kennen sollten. Hazel kennt ihren Platz nicht. Und wenn doch, weigert sie sich, dort zu bleiben. Fünf mächtige Männer—jeder auf seine Art gefährlich—sind dabei zu lernen, dass die "Hexe", die sie gestohlen haben, keine Wilde ist. Sie ist klüger als sie. Tödlicher als ihre schlimmsten Feinde. Und sie hat keine Lust mehr, nach den Regeln anderer zu spielen. Jetzt müssen sie alle—der vernarbte Kriegerprinz, der geniale Kronprinz, der dämonenäugige General, der Assassine im Schatten und der in Seide und Lügen gehüllte Händler—entscheiden: Werden sie versuchen, sie zu kontrollieren? Oder werden sie vor dem Sturm knien, den sie entfesselt haben? So oder so, am Ende des Tages wird die Hexe ihre Rache bekommen.

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge. Other Novels: Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Part Of Your World (Completed) Dancing with Monsters (Completed) As Silent As A Mouse (Completed) Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse Novel (Completed) The Witch In The Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis (Ongoing) Seraphina's Revenge (Ongoing)

Dragons, elves, pirates, and magic...in space! Follow Aaron as he travels through a game world to gain clues to his dead mother's past, clues that would open up a new world for him. All while trying to balance a child and a multibillion corporation left to him by a grandfather, who was more father than grandfather. A scheming family, an assassin old maid, and a possible romance, all lead to a wild ride as two very different lives clash to make up the life of Aaron Wade. Disclaimer: don't own the image, just got it off the internet. Also if there are any similarities to persons, living or dead, or to other forms of media, I'm in no way whatsoever connected to them, unless it's to my other novels. There would be mentions and similarities to other media works, I repeat this is a completely original work and I don't own them neither am i connected to them in anyway.

In the futuristic setting of Solar City, where hover cars soar through the skies and technology weaves the destiny of its inhabitants, an unexpected and passionate love story blossoms. Aaron, a dark-haired, fair-skinned mechanic, arouses more than admiration with his skills. A call to the city police leads him into a world of emotions and hidden secrets. But behind his enigmatic facade lurks a shadow that has haunted him since childhood, weaving a dark pleasure for blood and justice. Enter Carter, a dark man with curly hair and a piercing gaze. His life, shaped by a murky past as an underground club fighter, takes an unexpected turn when his path crosses with Aaron. A chance encounter turns into a whirlwind of emotions, and Carter is determined to win the heart of the enigmatic mechanic. But the streets of Solar City aren't the only ones hiding secrets. Wallace, an orange-haired gamer, becomes an unexpected ally and rival in this dance of destiny. As connections intertwine and hearts race, love blossoms amidst the technology and haze that blanket the city.

Aaron was the lone survivor of a terrorist attack launched by powerful AI-controlled intelligent robots. Although he survived, he lost his hand and heart, along with his memories, during the process. Thankfully, he was picked up and “repaired” by a good-willed scientist-cum-doctor. However, peace didn’t last long. As soon as he regained consciousness, another attack led by intelligent robots came. With death and gore scattered all over, Aaron, with the guidance of an intelligent AI assistant, Clara, escaped from the laboratory. As he embarks on a treacherous journey for peace and to rediscover his lost identity, he becomes the leader of an eclectic group of survivors. Serena, a powerful arcane user and Aaron’s beautiful friend; Max, a green-haired individual seemingly without purpose; and a bandit searching for his long-lost sister, among others. Join him on a mission of unparalleled danger!

Aaron San Agustin was never meant to be noticed. Born in the rural city of Crestfall, where secrets weigh heavier than the soil, he grew up under the shadow of poverty, fractured loyalties, and a family bound by silence. Burdened by the emotional wreckage of a complicated upbringing, Aaron made a quiet decision: to walk away from his past and build a life of quiet endurance in Velmont City—a place that promised opportunity, but offered only relentless struggle. By day, he worked tirelessly to make ends meet, sending money back home to his aunt, Coleen, who kept what little remained of his family afloat. By night, he fought the quiet war of loneliness, rejection, and humiliation—particularly from Elena Layne Fonte’s affluent family, who saw him as nothing more than a poor farm boy clinging to their daughter’s light. But through it all, Elena believed in him. Where others saw nothing, she saw purpose. Her love became his only sanctuary. Then, fate intervened. In a moment of distracted frustration, Aaron mistakenly invested $10,000—nearly all he had—into an obscure digital currency on his outdated smartphone. Ridiculed for his recklessness, he braced for collapse. But the currency was BITX, and within years, its meteoric rise transformed him from invisible to invaluable. Not only did Aaron become one of its largest shareholders, but he was also selected—by means unknown—to receive the Black Diamond Card: a mysterious, elite pass granting him unlimited access to networks of influence, power, and wealth few could imagine. With quiet precision and the same humility that once made him forgettable, Aaron began to reshape his life—and the world around him. But power brings new shadows, and not everyone welcomes his rise. Old secrets from Crestfall stir, dangerous eyes begin to watch, and the quiet farm boy no one believed in becomes a force that neither the elite nor the corrupt can ignore. From forgotten to formidable, Aaron San Agustin is a story of quiet rebellion, impossible odds, and the uncanny twist of destiny that turns broken beginnings into legacies.

Aaron Bach is a walking plague, an evil necromancer who defiles everything around him with the miasma of death. But is this true? In his opinion, this is a brazen slander, and in fact, it is he who is the victim here. As if it were his choice to awaken the mighty divine spark of death... For years, he struggled with his power, searching for ways to tame it. Along the way he lost much: family, friends, love, as well as inner freedom... The last thing that kept his sanity intact was an unyielding will, and a great desire for change. Aaron studied, traveled, learned new things, and reinterpreted old ones. But it was too late, time had passed, the necrotic energy was too great, and it was impossible to subdue it now... The Necromancer did not give up, he resisted his fate and took a desperate step. He developed a dangerous, risky, and absolutely insane, in its essence, ritual that affects the very foundations of the universe... The purpose of the ritual was to return to the past in order to start from scratch...

A sneak peak of a third person narrative coming up!