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Fall in love with these hot first responders featuring friends to lovers, second chances, and suspense at every turn. 18+, sex scenes The Laurel Springs Emergency Response Team is created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Je pensais pouvoir faire fonctionner mon mariage sans sexe. Qui a besoin de sexe quand on a l'amour, n'est-ce pas ? J'avais tort, terriblement tort. Il s'est avéré que mon mari était capable d'avoir des relations sexuelles, finalement. Juste pas avec moi. Il préférait... ma mère. Je les ai surpris au lit ensemble. Alors, j'ai pensé que je devais sauter d'un pont. J'y ai rencontré un inconnu. Je lui ai donné ma première fois sur un coup de tête. Après une nuit de sexe époustouflant, j'ai quitté sa maison en pensant que je ne le reverrais plus jamais. Puis, je suis allée à la fête de fiançailles de ma tante. Elle a exhibé son fiancé devant moi. C'était l'inconnu. Et il était sur le point de devenir mon oncle.

Elara Volkova was a battle-hardened Spetsnaz operative, born to survive war but never spared from its brutality. During a high-risk infiltration behind enemy lines, a catastrophic failure results in a close-proximity nuclear detonation. But instead of death, Elara awakens in a surreal quantum system designed to intercept and combat multiversal crises. Now bound to the Crisis Response System (CRS)—an ancient, failing AI built by a forgotten hyper-advanced civilization—Elara becomes humanity’s last firewall across collapsing realities. To keep the system alive and her daughter breathing, she must lead VR-recruited “players” from alternate Earths into deadly missions they think are simulations. From biological outbreaks and nuclear fallout to spectral threats and collapsing timelines, Elara guides misfit operators through escalating disaster zones. These aren't just missions—they're tests of human endurance, morality, and will to survive. But as the system’s secrets unravel, so does the truth of her existence… and the cost of bearing the mantle of savior. Blending tactical realism, sci-fi technology, and mythological dread, Crisis Response and Intervention delivers a high-octane narrative where survival is earned, and sacrifice is inevitable. #AntiWar #Peace #Justice #MilitarySci-fi #SpecialForces #Worldhopping #BiochemicalCrisis #Crisis #War #Rescue #Paranormal #Disaster #Apocalytic #Action #VR #Survival #Humanity #Internationalism #BeyondBorders

Cela fait cinq ans qu’Alexandra n’a pas croisé Lucas, son demi-frère, celui qui a brisé sa vie. Aujourd’hui, à la suite d’un tragique accident qui a coûté la vie à leurs parents, Alexandra se retrouve à nouveau confrontée à lui. Forcée de vivre sous le même toit par la dernière volonté de leurs parents, et avec Lucas en charge de son héritage, la vie d’Alexandra sombre dans le chaos. Déterminé à lui faire payer le passé, Lucas utilise son désespoir et leur histoire commune comme arme pour la maintenir sous son emprise. Mais à mesure que la tension monte et que des secrets de leur passé tumultueux refont surface, la frontière entre la haine et le désir commence à s’effacer. Alexandra lutte pour concilier son aversion pour l’homme qui a autrefois détruit sa vie et l’attirance irrésistible qui s’allume entre eux. Alexandra choisira-t-elle de s’accrocher à son ressentiment ou découvrira-t-elle la vérité sur Lucas... et sur son propre cœur ? Une histoire de passion interdite, de rédemption et de la mince frontière entre l’amour et la haine. Parfait pour les fans de romances captivantes, émouvantes et empreintes de danger.

No Response is a speculative sci-fi story about first contact gone wrong. Four alien civilizations discover Earth and descend with different goals: conquest, profit, control, and enlightenment. Humanity becomes a resource, a mask, a marketplace — and a mistake. Above it all hangs the Bubble, a silent observer that never explains, never вмешивается, and never answers. There are no heroes. There are no lessons. There is only observation.

The rapid response team, a squad of elite soldiers were tasked to capture a science lab hidden in a desert to fetch a vile of red fluid before is is taken away but the enemies upon realizing the kind of team coming after them used a little missile to launch the vile into the air and explode it which spread a red gas all around the globe mutating people into zombies.

In the wake of his grandfather's funeral, Allen Li resolves to cultivate the gift that his grandfather had bestowed upon him-- a lifelong love for music. The path forward is unclear, but he starts by auditioning for his high school's jazz band at the start of freshman year. Encounters with eclectic, demanding mentors and an old acquaintance brings him to the inevitable realization that passion and love for the craft is simply not enough. For if one wishes to achieve something of value, the must sacrifice things of value. He will find that knocking on the door of the great unknown before putting your own monsters to rest will leave you surrounded by demons on all sides. *Published chapters subject to change. A changelog will be updated accordingly

In the neon veins of a dying Japan, a drug is eating people alive. They call it Burn—a mind-altering substance that doesn't just destroy the body. It rewires the soul. Some users vanish. Others come back changed… their minds gone, their voices layered with static, their hands twitching like insects. Ren Arakida doesn’t work for the cops. He doesn’t believe in redemption. But he has a gift: when he touches someone’s hand, he sees what they’ve become. And with Burn, what they’ve become is inhuman. Alongside a fugitive cybernetic doctor and a rogue engineer who can turn junk into miracles, Ren runs Third Vein—a hidden clinic where the broken sometimes get one last chance. But the more cases they see, the clearer it becomes: Burn isn’t a drug. It’s a message. And it’s spreading.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"