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How identical can identical twins be? After years of separation, Erika is approached to pretend to be her twin sister, Emily, for a while. Pretend to be her twin even after not seeing her for years and years? Fine. Pretending to be the wife of her sister's husband and mother to their son? Impossible!!!! Excerpt: "A-are you sleeping with your trunks? Only?'' Aisha was anxious. She forgot that she has to sleep beside him. The thought of it sent shivers to her spine. "Are you really asking that after sleeping with me for years?'' his brow creased. Her eyes widened. "Y-you mean it's already a habit of him? And he will be doing it every SINGLE NIGHT? SERIOUSLY? Oh Lord, why are you tormenting me like this?'' her mind is in jumble. Ethan saw her uneasiness and he smirk. " But I wont mind sleeping beside a handsome guy", She drooled at her thought. "Pervert!" She wiggled. Ethan was deep in his thoughts while looking at the woman fully covered with blanket. He can see her wiggling. Something isn't just right. He can tell just by looking at her eyes. "That Eyes!'' he stroked his chin. "It's definitely her eyes" *** With all the growing threats against Ethan and his son’s life, will Erika (now called Aisha) take the risk to protect them knowing the danger it will cost her? While secrets unfold itself one at a time, will Ethan see past though all the lies and pretentions in front of him? What will Ethan do if he discovers that the woman whom he married was not the person he thought she should be? And, will Aisha be able to avoid her growing feelings towards Ethan, knowing that her twin sister is coming back soon? what if her sister comes back claiming everything she owns including her family during the time she learns to live the life of lies? **Will she chose Love over Blood?

Blood-stained youth, regretless vows, young love, sincere friendship, the dangers of society, and the complexity of human nature. A turbulent time that cannot be forgotten! A piece of unofficial history that has been passed down to this day! A group of brothers who share weal and woe in life and death! An out-of-print era that carries the flag and stands at the top! Watch the storm with a smile and move forward side by side! Brothers, let's go together.

DEATH COULDN’T KILL HIM—IT JUST GAVE HIM A NEW LIFE TO DESTROY. Reo Carter was a name that made even the hardest killers shudder. A perfect hitman—no hesitation, no mercy. Until his own crew turned on him, leaving him bleeding out in a pile of bodies that used to be his enemies. But fate wasn’t done with him. He wakes up in a world of nobility, magic, and honor duels—trapped in the body of Leonhardt Caulem, the weakest, most useless son of Duke Caulem. A spoiled brat with no skill, no spine, and a reputation so pathetic that even servants look down on him. They think he’s weak? They have no idea who they just brought back. - Swords and magic? He spent his last life dodging bullets—this is child’s play. - Dueling etiquette? A knife in the ribs is the only honor that matters. - A noble’s life of luxury? He’s had enough backstabbing for one lifetime, thanks. He was once a ghost in the underworld—a man who didn’t exist. Now, in a world where strength is everything, he’s about to remind them what true fear looks like. The hitman is back. And this time, he’s aiming for something more. #NobleByDayKillerByNature #TheyBroughtBackTheWrongMan #FromHitmanToDuke #SayYourLastWords

All her life, Dahlia has always stuck by the rules. She grew up in a small town with her sweet parents and had always dreamed of what life outside her small town felt like. This led her to pursue a career in big New York after her college and after landing a job as a nurse at SilverCrest hospital, Dahlia was convinced that her life had fallen perfectly in line. However, being ever the big dreamer, something in her still thirsted for a bigger life - larger than the confines SilverCrest offered. She felt like her life had been too perfectly mapped out that it had lost its appeal of excitement and spontaneity.  In the hospital, she’s reputable for her sweetness and smart mouth. She’s mostly loved by everyone but due to her lack of experience, she’s not assigned to severe patients. She’s tired of the uneventful routine her daily life offers.

Prince Noir was an illegitimate child of the Emperor of Ray Kingdom. He grew up in a secret sect, learning from a reclusive master until, on his eighteenth birthday, his Emperor father came to pick him up. Noir worked diligently for his big brother the Crown Prince Licht, and his fame as a capable and intelligent prince spread far and wide. Until, on his twenty first birthday, Noir fell off the imperial viewing tower. And landed in a bathtub. A bathtub with a very handsome man in it. A handsome man with the face of his reclusive master…! “Master…!” Noir cried tearfully. “You saved me again…!” The handsome man pointed a gun at Noir’s head in response.

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A MORTE NÃO CONSEGUIU MATÁ-LO—APENAS LHE DEU UMA NOVA VIDA PARA DESTRUIR. Reo Carter era um nome que fazia até os assassinos mais durões tremerem. Um assassino de aluguel perfeito—sem hesitação, sem piedade. Até que sua própria equipe se virou contra ele, deixando-o para sangrar até a morte em uma pilha de corpos que costumavam ser seus inimigos. Mas o destino ainda não tinha acabado com ele. Ele acorda em um mundo de nobreza, magia e duelos de honra—preso no corpo de Leonhardt Caulem, o filho mais fraco e inútil do Duque Caulem. Um pirralho mimado sem habilidade, sem coragem e com uma reputação tão patética que até os criados o desprezam. Eles acham que ele é fraco? Mal sabem eles quem acabaram de trazer de volta. - Espadas e magia? Ele passou sua última vida desviando de balas—isso é brincadeira de criança. - Etiqueta de duelo? Uma faca nas costelas é a única honra que importa. - Uma vida de luxo de um nobre? Ele já foi apunhalado pelas costas o suficiente por uma vida inteira, obrigado. Ele já foi um fantasma no submundo—um homem que não existia. Agora, em um mundo onde a força é tudo, ele está prestes a lembrá-los de como é o verdadeiro medo. O assassino de aluguel está de volta. E desta vez, ele está mirando em algo mais.

DER TOD KONNTE IHN NICHT TÖTEN – ER SCHENKTE IHM NUR EIN NEUES LEBEN ZUM ZERSTÖREN. Reo Carter war ein Name, der selbst die härtesten Killer erzittern ließ. Ein perfekter Auftragskiller – kein Zögern, keine Gnade. Bis seine eigene Crew sich gegen ihn wandte und ihn blutend in einem Haufen Leichen zurückließ, die einst seine Feinde waren. Doch das Schicksal war noch nicht mit ihm fertig. Er wacht in einer Welt voller Adel, Magie und Ehrenduellen auf – gefangen im Körper von Leonhardt Caulem, dem schwächsten, nutzlosesten Sohn von Herzog Caulem. Ein verzogenes Gör ohne Talent, ohne Rückgrat und mit einem so erbärmlichen Ruf, dass selbst die Dienerschaft auf ihn herabsieht. Sie halten ihn für schwach? Sie haben keine Ahnung, wen sie da gerade zurückgebracht haben. - Schwerter und Magie? Er hat sein letztes Leben damit verbracht, Kugeln auszuweichen – das hier ist ein Kinderspiel. - Duell-Etikette? Ein Messer zwischen den Rippen ist die einzige Ehre, die zählt. - Ein adeliges Leben in Luxus? Er hat für ein Leben genug Verrat erlebt, danke. Einst war er ein Geist in der Unterwelt – ein Mann, der nicht existierte. Jetzt, in einer Welt, in der Stärke alles ist, wird er sie daran erinnern, wie wahre Furcht aussieht. Der Auftragskiller ist zurück. Und dieses Mal hat er etwas Größeres im Visier.

LA MORT N'A PU LE TUER — ELLE LUI A SEULEMENT DONNÉ UNE NOUVELLE VIE À DÉTRUIRE. Reo Carter était un nom qui faisait frémir jusqu'aux tueurs les plus endurcis. Un tueur à gages parfait — aucune hésitation, aucune pitié. Jusqu'à ce que sa propre bande se retourne contre lui, le laissant se vider de son sang au milieu d'une pile de corps qui furent autrefois ses ennemis. Mais le destin n'en avait pas fini avec lui. Il se réveille dans un monde de noblesse, de magie et de duels d'honneur — piégé dans le corps de Leonhardt Caulem, le fils le plus faible et le plus inutile du Duc Caulem. Un gamin pourri gâté sans talent, sans courage et à la réputation si pathétique que même les serviteurs le méprisent. Ils le croient faible ? Ils n'ont pas la moindre idée de qui ils viennent de ramener. - Les épées et la magie ? Il a passé sa vie antérieure à esquiver des balles — c'est un jeu d'enfant. - L'étiquette du duel ? Un coup de poignard dans les côtes est le seul honneur qui compte. - Une vie de luxe de noble ? Il a eu assez de coups dans le dos pour une vie, merci. Il fut jadis un fantôme dans la pègre — un homme qui n'existait pas. Désormais, dans un monde où la force est reine, il s'apprête à leur rappeler ce qu'est la vraie peur. Le tueur à gages est de retour. Et cette fois, il a de plus grandes ambitions.

He hated the man that drove him crazy and would stop at nothing to get him away from his sister. But yet, he found himself falling deeper under his spell, intoxicated by the forbidden affection he knew better than to covet. He had stolen the heart of the man his sister loved, and what was worse, he did not regret it