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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."

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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.

Siren Sight Neivayka Lee was NEVER a normal. Before her 16th birthday she began waking up having no memory of how she got in bed the day before. In her quest to find what happened to her, she is confronted with the knowledge that mythical creatures were real. And she was one of them. Diving into a world torn apart by evil. She hopes for the courage to stand next to them when the final battle comes. Siren Touch Neivayka's soul was torn and thrown in the Otherworld while her friends battled the forces of Lord Lorimer. One word from Neivaykas mouth could send the world into chaos Only she can destroy the Shadow that threatens to swallow all worlds. The internal battle she fights to keep her soul from being tainted by the Shadow threatens to overwhelm her. If the Shadow finally grasped the last piece of her powers, Neivayka knew that the world would fall swiftly under the Vampire Lords rule. Siren Sight is created by R.L. Ankney, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author

Living in two life time should be enough to make you live your best life. A book on pain, love, betrayal, abuse and achievement. One life in two bodies. please vote and rate, be patient with me and this book, trying out a new idea. And if you have a cover or knows how to make one,please let me know. Thanks my lovies

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?"