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Five years ago, he was hailed as a demon in the imperial capital. Five years later, he re-emerged in a small town, mastered the six-character magic tactics, opened his supreme war spirit, stepped on the road to the heaven, and became the god of war.

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. ***WORLD'S BEST STORY2014*** Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon. And she just wants to be ordinary. I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on around me. Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds. Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Add to that her crazy grandmother's constant escapes driving her family to the brink and Syd's between a rock and a coven site. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic. If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.

In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

Başkan Grant, panik yapma, sadece artık karın geriye bakmayacak. Dört yıllık evliliği boyunca, Juliana Jacobs her zaman Evan'ın kalbinde değer verdiği kişi olduğuna inandı. Ta ki onu ve beyaz ay ışığını kol kola, bakışları birbirine kilitlenmiş halde gördüğü fotoğrafa kadar... Meğerse o sadece Evan'ın dikkatlice seçilmiş bir örtüsüymüş. Onunla beyaz ay ışığı arasındaki çarpık, dile getirilemeyen sırları gizlemek için bir örtü. Kararlılıkla kalbini ve sevgisini mühürleyen Juliana, boşanma anlaşmasını uzattı. Evan Grant güldü, "Bensiz nasıl yaşayacaksın?" Onun çalışmasını reddetti, onu Bayan Grant halesiyle bir ev hanımına dönüştürdü, sadece her zaman ona bağımlı olsun, onu terk edemesin diye. Ancak bir gün, bir zamanlar kendisine bağımlı olan eski eşinin yeni bir teknoloji elitine dönüştüğünü, Kingsford'un büyük bir aristokratı tarafından kucaklandığını ve öpüldüğünü gördü. O anda, onun geri döneceğine dair güveni, "sadece geçmişte kalan bir şey" diyen umursamaz sözleriyle paramparça oldu... Seçkin finans klanlarının varisleri ve çılgın bir talip ruhu gizleyen büyük bir aristokrat. Kahramanımız harabelerde büyür, ancak asla alçakgönüllü değildir.

Präsident Grant, geraten Sie nicht in Panik, es ist nur so, dass Ihre Frau nicht mehr zurückblicken wird. Vier Jahre lang glaubte Juliana Jacobs, sie sei die Person, die Evan am Herzen lag. Bis sie das Foto von ihm und seiner weißen Mondlicht-Geliebten sah, Arm in Arm, mit verweildenen Blicken... Es stellte sich heraus, dass sie nur eine sorgfältig ausgewählte Tarnung für ihn war. Eine Tarnung, um die verdrehten, unaussprechlichen Geheimnisse zwischen ihm und seinem weißen Mondlicht zu verbergen. Entschlossen verschloss Juliana ihr Herz und ihre Zuneigung und reichte die Scheidungsvereinbarung ein. Evan Grant lachte: "Ohne mich, wie willst du leben?" Er verweigerte ihr zu arbeiten und machte sie zu einer Hausfrau unter dem Heiligenschein von Frau Grant, nur damit sie immer von ihm abhängig sein würde, unfähig, ihn zu verlassen. Bis zu dem Tag, an dem er sah, wie sich seine einst abhängige Ex-Frau in eine neue Technologie-Elite verwandelte, die von einem großen Aristokraten von Kingsford umarmt und geküsst wurde. In diesem Moment zerschmetterte seine Zuversicht, dass sie zurückkehren würde, in ihren abweisenden Worten "nur eine Sache der Vergangenheit"... Erben prestigeträchtiger Finanzclans gegen einen großen Aristokraten, der die Seele eines wahnsinnigen Verehrers verbirgt. Die Heldin wächst in Ruinen auf, ist aber nicht bescheiden.

Presiden Grant, jangan panik, hanya saja istrimu tidak akan menoleh lagi. Selama empat tahun pernikahan, Juliana Jacobs selalu percaya bahwa dialah orang yang paling berharga di hati Evan. Sampai dia melihat foto Evan dan cahaya bulan putihnya yang bergandengan tangan, dengan tatapan yang penuh arti... Ternyata dia hanyalah sebuah kedok yang dipilih dengan hati-hati olehnya. Sebuah kedok untuk menyembunyikan rahasia terlarang yang tak terucapkan antara dia dan cahaya bulan putihnya. Dengan tegas menyegel hati dan kasih sayangnya, Juliana menyerahkan surat perjanjian perceraian. Evan Grant terkekeh, "Tanpa aku, bagaimana kau akan hidup?" Dia melarangnya bekerja, mengubahnya menjadi seorang ibu rumah tangga di bawah halo Nyonya Grant, hanya agar dia selalu bergantung padanya, tak mampu meninggalkannya. Namun, hingga suatu hari, dia melihat mantan istrinya yang dulunya bergantung padanya berubah menjadi elit teknologi baru, dipeluk dan dicium oleh seorang bangsawan agung dari Kingsford. Pada saat itu, keyakinannya bahwa dia akan kembali, hancur dalam kata-kata penolakan "hanya masa lalu"... Pewaris klan keuangan bergengsi vs. seorang bangsawan agung yang menyembunyikan jiwa pelamar gila. Sang heroine tumbuh dalam kehancuran, namun dia tidak rendah hati.

Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head. Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee. In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood? It's comics and web novels! Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

Président Grant, ne paniquez pas, c'est juste que votre femme ne regardera plus en arrière. Pendant quatre ans de mariage, Juliana Jacobs a toujours cru qu'elle était la personne la plus chère au cœur d'Evan. Jusqu'à ce qu'elle voie la photo de lui et de son clair de lune blanc enlacés, avec des regards persistants... Il s'est avéré qu'elle n'était qu'une couverture soigneusement choisie pour lui. Une couverture pour cacher les secrets tordus et indicibles entre lui et son clair de lune blanc. Résolument scellant son cœur et son affection, Juliana a remis l'accord de divorce. Evan Grant a ricané : « Sans moi, comment vivras-tu ? » Il lui a refusé de travailler, la transformant en femme au foyer sous l'auréole de Mme Grant, juste pour qu'elle dépende toujours de lui, incapable de le quitter. Cependant, jusqu'au jour où il a vu son ex-femme autrefois dépendante se transformer en une nouvelle élite technologique, embrassée et enlacée par un grand aristocrate de Kingsford. À ce moment-là, sa certitude qu'elle reviendrait s'est brisée dans ses mots dédaigneux « juste une chose du passé »... Héritiers de prestigieux clans financiers contre un grand aristocrate dissimulant l'âme d'un soupirant fou. L'héroïne grandit dans les ruines, mais elle n'est pas humble.

¡Presidente Grant, no se asuste, es solo que su esposa ya no mirará atrás! Durante cuatro años de matrimonio, Juliana Jacobs siempre creyó que era la persona que Evan tenía más cerca de su corazón. Hasta que vio la foto de él y su luz de luna blanca entrelazados del brazo, con miradas persistentes... Resultó que ella era simplemente una fachada cuidadosamente elegida para él. Una fachada para ocultar los secretos retorcidos e indecibles entre él y su luz de luna blanca. Resolutamente sellando su corazón y afecto, Juliana entregó el acuerdo de divorcio. Evan Grant se rió entre dientes: "Sin mí, ¿cómo vivirás?" Él se negó a dejarla trabajar, convirtiéndola en una ama de casa bajo el halo de la Sra. Grant, solo para que ella siempre dependiera de él, incapaz de dejarlo. Sin embargo, hasta un día, vio a su una vez dependiente ex esposa transformarse en una nueva élite tecnológica, abrazada y besada por un gran aristócrata de Kingsford. En ese momento, su confianza en que ella regresaría, se hizo añicos con sus palabras desdeñosas "solo algo del pasado"... Herederos de prestigiosos clanes financieros contra un gran aristócrata que oculta el alma de un pretendiente loco. La heroína crece en ruinas, pero no es humilde.

Presidente Grant, não entre em pânico, é só que sua esposa não vai mais olhar para trás. Por quatro anos de casamento, Juliana Jacobs sempre acreditou que ela era a pessoa que Evan mais estimava em seu coração. Até que viu a foto dele e seu luar branco entrelaçados de braços dados, com olhares prolongados... Descobriu que era apenas uma cobertura cuidadosamente escolhida para ele. Uma cobertura para esconder os segredos torcidos e indizíveis entre ele e seu luar branco. Resolutamente selando seu coração e afeição, Juliana entregou o acordo de divórcio. Evan Grant riu, "Sem mim, como você vai viver?" Ele se recusou a deixá-la trabalhar, transformando-a em uma dona de casa sob a aura da Sra. Grant, apenas para que ela sempre dependesse dele, incapaz de deixá-lo. No entanto, até que um dia, ele viu sua ex-esposa, antes dependente, transformar-se em uma nova elite da tecnologia, abraçada e beijada por um grande aristocrata de Kingsford. Naquele momento, sua confiança de que ela retornaria, despedaçou-se nas palavras dismissivas dela "apenas uma coisa do passado"... Herdeiros de prestigiosos clãs financeiros vs. um grande aristocrata escondendo a alma de um pretendente louco. A heroína cresce em ruínas, mas não é humilde.