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Charlotte Morgan, the billion-dollar tech CEO from Beverly Hills, has never believed in love—only results. She's poised to transform downtown Los Angeles with her urban redevelopment empire, one neighborhood at a time. Mateo Durand, a drifting street artist from Marseille, believes love is the only thing worth building. He lives in a converted gallery in Santa Monica, where memory clings to crumbling walls. When Charlotte’s project threatens to evict him and erase the past, sparks fly. She proposes a wager: “Live a day in my world, and let me live a day in yours.” What starts as a game between a woman who controls everything and a man who owns nothing becomes a slow-burning romance—fragile, passionate, and doomed by the very world they inhabit. Can two people on opposite ends of the city—and life—ever meet in the middle?

…took a deep breath and then, she touched her body. But there was nothing to feel. Her hand just went through. Cold shivers travelled down her spine. Panic struck Ifechukwu and she fell to the floor. She managed to pick herself up. She dashed out of the room breathing heavily. Monica had always loved all the children of her siblings but Ifechukwu had always been Monica’s favourite niece ever since she was born by Kene, Monica’s younger sister who everyone claimed to be her lookalike. But today, Ifechukwu and her family are faced with a hard choice and as things get hard for them, they begin to understand that the only thing they can do to save their mother, Monica’s younger sister is to make a difficult choice even if it means they would not see Monica again for the rest of their lives. With the clock ticking, can they save Kene?

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Content Warnings: This story contains explicit and graphic content that may be disturbing to some readers. Warnings include, but are not limited to: graphic violence, gore, body horror, psychological torture, child death, desecration of corpses, and themes of systemic abuse and corruption. Reader discretion is strongly advised. In a world where the nobility's grace is a gilded mask for unspeakable cruelty, an orphaned boy named Mormond watches his world burn. After the brutal murder of his adoptive sister, Nini, at the hands of arrogant aristocrats, something inside him shatters and is remade into a monstrous new form. In his grief, he manifests a terrifying and unique power, becoming the "Puppeteer Calamity"—a vengeful artist who reanimates Nini's broken corpse, transforming her into a beautiful and deadly marionette of vengeance. Their bloody crusade begins in the slums of Marlock, but soon their stage expands to the decadent and corrupt empire of Omnia, a place where the elite literally consume the souls of slum children to preserve their own vitality. Hiding behind the flawless disguise of "Milos," an innocent and cherubic orphan, Mormond infiltrates the highest echelons of power. He orchestrates a masterful campaign of psychological warfare, not with brute force, but with whispers. He turns nobles against each other, drives them to madness, and forces them to author their own destruction, all while they believe him to be a harmless, lucky charm. Each conquest ends with a new, horrifying puppet added to his public collection—a gallery of corpses left as a chilling signature. His reign of terror does not go unnoticed. The empire's champion, Tifa—a swordmaster of holy light known as the Divine Guardian—is tasked with hunting the "Silver Shadow." She is his perfect opposite: a beacon of order and righteousness dedicated to protecting the very system Mormond seeks to annihilate. But as Mormond's web of control tightens around the empire's throat, an unforeseen complication arises. The ghost of Nini's true self begins to awaken within the puppet, her fragmented memories and prayers creating a glitch in his perfect control. This internal fracture becomes Mormond's greatest vulnerability. His desperate, violent attempts to maintain possession of his sister's soul expose him at the worst possible moment, forcing him from the shadows and into a direct, desperate conflict with Tifa and the full might of the empire. The Conductor's controlled performance descends into a chaotic war, where the price of his vengeance may be the very soul he fought so hard to keep. A novel by : ATLASBANAW

Léa Morvan a grandi en croyant qu'elle avait toutun nom, un avenir, et un frère qui brûlerait le monde entier pour la protéger. Elle n'a jamais remis en question pourquoi chaque homme qui s'approchait d'elle disparaissait. Elle appelait ça de l'amour. Elle appelait ça la famille. Puis elle est rentrée à la maison. Un coup de téléphone. Une étrangère en pleurs dans le couloir de son enfance. Une vérité qui a brisé vingt ans en un seul souffleelle n'a jamais été une Morvan. Elle a été échangée à la naissance. La famille qu'elle aimait ne lui a jamais appartenu. Humiliée, mise de côté, remplacée du jour au lendemain par une fille au bon sangLéa n'avait plus rien. Sauf lui. Ethan Morvan l'a coincée dans le couloir sombre, calme comme il l'avait toujours été, et a prononcé les mots qu'elle n'attendait jamais : Tu sais depuis combien de temps j'attendais ce moment ? Il avait toujours su. Il avait toujours planifié. Il l'avait gardée près de lui, chassé tous les hommes, et attendu le moment où elle ne serait plus appelée sa sœur. Maintenant Léa doit déciderEthan est-il son salut ou sa menace la plus dangereuse ? Une histoire sur une femme qui perd tout, y survit, et se relève plus forte. Et l'homme qui était obsédé par elle bien avant que ce soit permis.

Because sometimes you have to fight fire with hellfire, there’s Caine Deathwalker: raised as a demon, armed like a gun merchant, and fuelled by booze. Nice is a dirty word and killing is what he does best. Make a contract with hell, and he could be on your side, God help you. Caine signs onto guarding the beautiful daughter of a leading Japanese industrialist. Protecting is harder than indiscriminate murder and mayhem, but gold is gold, and the prize of a mystic demon sword is dangled over his head as added incentive. Haruka will make an interesting bonus if he can get her out of her kimono—and the damn living zombies will leave them alone long enough for him to bang her. A powerful succubus is playing cat to Caine’s mouse, but he has a cat of his own; a black leopard spirit beast from the Amazon jungle that’s taken a liking to him—and his booze. And then there’s his “father”, an ancient Atlantean demon with a code of honor. Formidable back-up, but Caine senses a greater threat lurking in the shadows, something primal, hungry, and possibly more evil than himself. He shakes his head. Nah, couldn’t be. This book is intended for mature audiences.

Naoki bất ngờ xuyên không đến thế giới Pokémon đầy sắc màu. Cậu thừa hưởng một trang trại nhỏ nhắn nhưng ấm cúng, nơi đầy ắp sự sống và tiếng cười. Dù cuộc sống mới không thiếu thử thách, Naoki vẫn nuôi ước mơ về những ngày tháng yên bình bên các Pokémon đáng yêu và mềm mại. Với trái tim chân thành, cậu quyết tâm tạo nên một cuộc sống giản dị, nơi những bữa ăn hương vị đậm đà không chỉ làm ấm lòng mà còn gắn kết cậu với các Pokémon thân yêu hơn bao giờ hết.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?