bea and cad graphic novel

The sudden storming in of a figure caused my whole figure jolting, gaze shifting to the doorway where a form came pushing in. Somewhat familiar, It didn't take long for me recognising him—the same boy from yesterday, advancing towards me, his eyes never for once evaded my profile. His hair remained ruffled, jaw clutching tight, gaze held strongly on my form. Anger sure filled his eyes. I noticed that so well. "Where's the money?!" His voice travelled into my ears, tone loud. "What money?" My own voice came out weak, low and barely audible even for my ears. "Don't play games with me. I know you took the money." He said almost immediately. "I don't know what you're talking about." I defended, trying to walk away, but his hold on my wrist pulled me back to the position I was. My eyes shifted to the area of my skin which he had just touched, staring at it like something acidic had grazed there. A brief silence filled the air, and just then, he began moving towards me, eyes matching mine. "I don't know who let you in my room" He began, words pouring out one after the other, while he inched closer to my figure. "but you and I know very well that you took that money." At this point, I was already backing the wall, and had nowhere to go. "You'll pay me my money. That's for certain. I don't care how you're gonna do it, but YOU WILL PAY ME." I heard call in a low voice. His face was just a finger away from mine, and for certain I could feel his breath fanning against my skin. "Nia, have you seen-" A voice from nowhere spoke, with Denna stumbling in, freezing at the sight in front of her-- The boy peering intently at me, hovering over my figure, while I remained like a lost puppy begging to be rescued. His eyes remained fixed on me, and the anger resting there was just too obvious. "The name's Nia, huh?" He uttered, pronouncing my name carefully. For some reason, it sounded so soothing to my ears. The way it rolled off his tongue. “You owe me, Nia”

A gripping romantic-drama about survival, loss, and the transformative power of love. It follows a boy hardened by hardship and abandonment who grows into a man constantly at war with his past, until he finds redemption and tenderness through love. But peace never comes easy when old scars resurface.

New Link In a life threatening war against a superior enemy, the world is forced to end international conflicts to prepare for a fight. A fight against a threat..supernatural. Seemingly outmatched and inferior in weaponry, young scientist Beatrice has a creation that is humanity's last hope...or mistake.

Star-crossed soul mates.

Earth is at war with another planet who discovered the satellite containing human knowledge from the seventies. They are hell bent on destroying the world and are almost unbeatable. ALMOST as in earth would've accepted death if not for an eccentric scientist and her creation being species of colorful humanoid ragdoll protectors. They may be humanity's only hope.

For twenty years, Mira Castellan was the palace's hidden shame—everyone pretended she wasn't there because she wasn't her real mother's daughter. Then Mira's half-sister, the golden Princess Vivienne, did the unthinkable: she drugged her, stole her ID, and sent her north to marry the Frost King, a dragon shifter whose three previous wives all mysteriously died within months. People are little more than prey for ice dragons in the Kingdom of Eternal Winter, where Mira finds her "husband" Kaelen Frostborne. He is as beautiful as a fallen angel, as cold as the glaciers that surround his obsidian castle, and completely convinced that his new bride is a spy sent to finish what the last attempt on his life began. The contract is very harsh: either you live through one year of marriage and have a child, or you will be labeled barren and fed to the winter dragons. But Mira has a bigger problem: Kaelen can smell lies and has so many of them that she can't breathe. His icy exterior cracks to show a king who has been alone for too long, and her betraying heart keeps forgetting that he's supposed to be the monster in this story. This is especially true when his dragon purrs at her touch. When Vivienne shows up to take back the "stolen" post, Mira has to make a decision: she can give up and live a shameful life in the South, or she can fight for the dragon king, who has started to treat her like a treasure to be kept. Because dragons don't just love in the North; they own things. And Kaelen has already made up his mind: his little lie is his, whether they have common blood or not.

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

Five centuries have passed, and the world around me has changed. Everyone I've ever known has left. Yet, I remain, frozen in youth. No gray hair, no wrinkles, no sign of aging. Is this a blessing or a curse? I couldn’t tell,I couldn’t figure it out.I couldn’t find answers. That is, until Maren, a mysterious young woman with secrets of her own, enters my life and unravels the mystery that has haunted me for so long.

Not every damsel in distress need a knight in shining armor. Sometimes is the other way round. A scorching flame of kindness led to the smelting of cold ice heart to a moulded heart of love This is not a bedtime fairytale book we all know, behind a facade there's love , beneath a beast there's love. What if two different lies come together ? What if one mistake leads to storm ? An unforgettable one

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."