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A Letter About Breaking the Cycle Dear Reader, You didn’t wake up broken—someone broke you. But here’s the truth: you can break the cycle instead of passing it on to someone else. Even your victims, if they saw you truly wanted to be better and were given a real chance at redemption, would agree that every single one of you deserves actual freedom. I’m talking about a freedom where you don’t have to stay silent about your brokenness. A freedom where you can heal without judgment. You Are More Than What Was Done to You You are not just the ones who take—you are also the taken. Don’t you think someone is missing you somewhere? You are somebody’s brother, sister, mother, or friend. Someone out there just wants answers. By the time the system gets involved, most people aren’t even focused on punishment—they want justice and closure. The System Isn’t Working Who’s really benefiting from all this? It’s those who started the cycle, those who watch it unfold. The system that claims to fix things often ends up breaking more people than it helps. Sending more people into a broken system isn’t justice. A Real Chance at Redemption That’s why I’m offering you something different: No more fear No more punishment No more lack of access No more fear of judgment I’m offering a real chance at redemption. Instead of being the “Troy” they wanted me to be—the Trojan horse to end it all for them because their ring was exposed—I want to be the reason everyone finally knows what joy is, and who brings it. We Are All Connected The tree does not banish its own branches, and I will not banish the tree—especially when it’s the only thing tying us all to life. But what kind of life is this for anyone? Running from a system that hired you to do this in the first place? Does that make sense? Let’s break the cycle. Let’s choose healing, truth, and real justice. With hope for a new beginning, The World

In the aftermath of death, an adult man expected nothingness, peace, maybe even paradise. Instead, he awoke beneath a rock, reborn as something small, fragile, and dangerous—a black and blue-scaled scorpion. Stripped of his humanity, he moves through an unfamiliar wilderness, driven by instincts he never knew he had and haunted by memories of a life cut short. ……. [A//N Gonnna try to upload 3 chapters a day hopefully :D]

A Suspenseful Biker romance about a beggar and an Enforcer. I was on the streets until I wasn't. They took me, fed me, and clothed me. For a time I was happy until he came back. I had five years to accept his chains, my monster. He owned me until I met the Enforcer of The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club. His name was Zero. He wasn't just an Enforcer. He was a stone-blooded killer. Beggar I've never known a day of being normal or having a hot plate of food to eat. I don't even know what it feels like to have a bath. The streets of Washington have been my home since the day I was born. As the years went on by, I learned to survive on these streets, I even learned to smile. Zero I know I should let it rest, but I can't drop it. I need to know her name. My gut is riding me hard. My instincts are telling me it's important. I'm the enforcer. If there's even a thread that she's a danger to my club I need to know. When Beggar saves Falon, she passes the biggest test of The Satan Snipers. Taken as a prospect, Beggar can finally get the life she wanted. She gets more than she ever hoped to, a man's heart. But secrets from her past and the man in question set on uncovering the dark that plagues her threatens her new life. Will she learn that the Enforcer of The Satan Snipers is more than able to handle anything, even the reason she calls herself Beggar? "When I was younger I was a beggar by circumstance, when I got older I remained a beggar by choice." Beggar

University student Alex was reincarnated as a scorpion. Fortunately, he was locked in a system of evolution. With the help of this system, Alex kept consuming prey and obtained evolution energy. Very quickly, he became the supreme ruler of the Amazon rainforest. [Consumed Giant Tarantula. Venom +4, Strength +0.3, Defence +0.2, Constitution +0.1] [Consumed Amazon electric eel. Obtained the ability: Electric Shock. Strength +0.5, Defence +0.2, Constitution +0.1] Evolution by consumption. He kept consuming and evolving. Later, when Alex invaded a magical world... [Consumed Dual-headed Frost Wolf. Obtained the ability: Ice Breath. Strength +500, Defence +300, Constitution +100] [Consumed Dark Demonic Dragon. Obtained Law of Darkness. Strength +10000, Defence +3000, Constitution +1000] However, this was only the beginning. Many years later, Alex became the source of the world’s terror.

Missy is a nurse in the Clear City County state penitentiary infirmary. That's how she met him. Shank. The Road Captain of the Holy Rebel MC doing 3 to 5 for running illegal arms out West. The tall, dark, and handsome ciminal is sexy enough to sweet talk his way into the strong headed young woman's pants and heart. And Missy is head over heels for Shank. And she feels he really digs her too every time he tells her she's his and no one else's. Only when he gets out and she follows behind, she finds he has a whole Old Lady. A beautiful one. Heart broken, a pregnant Missy runs off up north to raise her child away from a group of criminals and liars. But faith isn't so kind and drags her back home down to Florida when her father passed away and she has to back to clean out her childhood home all the while hiding her son from his oblivious biker father.

Andy is labelled the schools delinquent, and she's a bit of an outcast. Jake is the most popular boy in school, and the school's bad boy. Once their paths collide they can't get enough of eachother. After all every girl loves a bad boy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Stop being so loud princess, its 6 in the morning," he groans before getting up and putting on his pants. "Starring now our we princess?" he asked, in a cocky tone."What's there to see?" I asked, sarcastically, looking away from him. He walks up to me, and moves my head, to face him "Do I need to remind you about last night?" I slap his hand away, "No, I'm leaving!" "Oh so soon," he asked clearly trying to annoy me. "Yes, I shouldn't have stayed, to begin with. And if you ever tell anyone about this, I'll have your head." "Oo looks like I was wrong about you, you're, not a princess you're a queen, of hearts," he says smirking as I slam the door, and run down the stairs. As I walk out the door I call Melissa. I unknowingly left the keys to my motorcycle, on his nightstand, along with my underwear! -------------------------------- Working on new novels this summer! Comment any characters you'd like to see have a mini novel of their own.

Motorcycle shop owner Ben Makowski offers a three-day class for new riders. When he finds out one of his students doesn’t even like motorcycles, he’s irritated but drawn to the man at the same time. Though he can clearly see the new student is dealing with something difficult, Ben sets out to get to know what that might be and if he can help in any way.<br><br>Writer Angus Winter’s publisher has insisted he learn about motorcycles for an upcoming book, which is the last thing he wants to do. His fear of motorcycles stems from a tragedy in his past. But something about his sexy new teacher makes him want to open up to the man. Can Angus trust Ben with the burden he’s carried for so long?

A detective story in a world of no crime. A villain protecting safety of the people. And yet, Orion Winters, a private detective sets out to demolish the organization that had kept the people safe for so long—the villain, as he calls— all because they took his family away.

While on the run from her abusive husband, Margo is saved from the rain by a tall scary yet sexy man with a motorcycle and a patch. With no questions asked, Lynol takes the pregnant and soaking wet woman whose down to her last dollar back to the clubhouse for rest. Margo wants to protect herself and her baby and tries not to grow attached to the motorcycle club's president or their way of life, seeing as how it goes against every moral she has as a cop. But it seems the harder she tries to separate herself from Lynol, the closer he tries to get to her.

One night I woke up in a weird place, I meet some bad people but I escaped from it... "Well look at this, we meet the boy from the ??????" -?????