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With the rising tide of steam power and machinery, who can come close to being a Beyonder? Shrouded in the fog of history and darkness, who or what is the lurking evil that murmurs into our ears? Waking up to be faced with a string of mysteries, Zhou Mingrui finds himself reincarnated as Klein Moretti in an alternate Victorian era world where he sees a world filled with machinery, cannons, dreadnoughts, airships, difference machines, as well as Potions, Divination, Hexes, Tarot Cards, Sealed Artifacts… The Light continues to shine but mystery has never gone far. Follow Klein as he finds himself entangled with the Churches of the world—both orthodox and unorthodox—while he slowly develops newfound powers thanks to the Beyonder potions. Like the corresponding tarot card, The Fool, which is numbered 0—a number of unlimited potential—this is the legend of "The Fool."

[The latest masterpiece by the author of Reverend Insanity] In the heart of a volcano, the mechanical fairy palace left by the ancients longed for a successor. The mother sacrificed her life to obtain the treasure seal of the fairy palace, entrusting it to Ning Zhuo on her deathbed. Buddha Heart Demon Seal! To deliver oneself to enlightenment, and others to demonhood. The bearer of the seal, by lightly engraving the Heart Demon Seal, could control mechanisms as if they were feathers. While others wielded it, exhausted in spirit and heavy in mind; Ning Zhuo could command it with ease, light and graceful as in a dance. Ning Zhuo said, "Mother, your child will surely fulfill your trust and claim that fairy palace!" Indeed: The chance encounter with a spirited secret, where skill merges with supreme logic. Universes open to new realms, where natural beauty rivals the heavens. Ancient bells transmit the law, dancing under the moon's pure radiance. With the true form embodying myriad things, who in the world could contend!

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Born into the prestigious Lu family, the eldest young master was foretold by a master that he would not live past the age of 25. This ominous prophecy clung to him for two decades. On his 20th birthday, fate took a dramatic turn when he accidentally hit a girl with his car. In a moment of compassion, Young Master Lu rushed the girl to the hospital, and from that moment on, their lives became inextricably linked. "Young Master Lu, could you do me a favor? Help me get my mom to divorce my good-for-nothing dad, please?" "Young Master Lu, I've been kidnapped! Do something!" "Young Master Lu, my head hurts..." "Young Master Lu, my stomach aches..." Lu Zechuan, known for his cold and distant demeanor, found himself softening for this petite and delicate girl. He treated her with utmost care, as if she were made of glass, fearing that the slightest mishandling would cause her harm. The world saw Lu Zechuan's unwavering devotion to Xia Mian, a love that penetrated to the very core of his being. Yet, what remained hidden from the world was the truth: it was Xia Mian who held the key to extending Lu Zechuan's life.

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. A Poo Poo Kind of Morning I tried not to look down the mouth of hell staring back at me from inside the glaringly pristine outer ceramic shell of the white throne, my throat catching, stomach doing half flips and a rather impressive rollover routine that would have gotten at least a 9.5 even from the Russian judges. Instead, I forced myself to smile and swallow and remind myself the elbow length yellow rubber gloves grasping the handle of the standard issue plunger were all that stood between me and Pooageddon. Suck it up, Fee. Big girl panties and adulting and all that. “At what point,” I waved the dripping plunger, wincing as droplets of yuck flew, “did I think owning a bed and breakfast was going to be glamorous and romantic?” Fiona Fleming is in so much trouble. Her recently inherited bed and breakfast might not actually be hers thanks to the underhanded misdealings of the local real estate bully. Despite her grandmother's last will and testament, Fee might me out of luck and on the street before she even gets settled. But when her new enemy floats belly up in her koi pond, she's the prime suspect in his murder! Can she uncover who the real killer is before the smoking hot new sheriff puts her behind bars instead of asking her out on a date? Dive into book one of the Fiona Fleming Cozy Mysteries, and don't miss the exciting sequels!

20-year-old Everly Farley broke up with her boyfriend and had a one-night stand with a stranger. She soon discovered that she was pregnant. When her son was 5 years old, Everly went back to City C for work. In order to attract investment, Everly had to talk to that man every now and then. Then the man's gaze turned to somewhat predatory as if she was a prey of his longing. When Everly was taken to bed, she trembled, "I have a five-year-old, Mr. Maverick. I'm not the right person. You should find someone younger." The handsome man hovered over her and whispered in her ear, "What a coincidence. I have one, too. We just make a perfect couple." Until one day... When his child called her mommy. Everly was thunderstruck. How could it be?

I was born in the 1980s, and officially stepped into the world of Feng Shui in 2006. Over the past decade, I’ve witnessed mysteries that most would never believe. In 2013, over 100,000 fish died mysteriously in Liaozhong Reservoir… In Tower Bay Street, spirits marched in a ghostly parade… In Wenguantun, shadowy markets rose at dusk… And in front of the Shenyang Imperial Palace, a ghostly princess once sat in her palanquin. Were these the workings of nature — or something far more ancient and unseen? In ten years, I’ve saved lives — and yes, I’ve ruined some too. Feng Shui is like a blade: it bears no evil or virtue. The darkness lies in the hearts of men. This book is not written to boast about my mastery or to chase after the sensational. I write to share a truth: Feng Shui can nurture life — or destroy it. There is no good or evil in the art itself. Only in the human heart.

Moonstone was supposed to be safe: a quiet retirement for his dad, a fresh start for Adam. Then he found the clue to his mother’s murder. Now, he’s marked. Thrust into a hidden world of warring werewolves, Adam discovers he holds the Blood Right – a power that makes him prey to every alpha. To survive, he must shed his kindness and become the very monster they fear. But when an ancient enemy rises to exterminate all werewolves, Adam faces a brutal choice: embrace the darkness within to save the monsters hunting him… or let his entire kind burn. How much humanity will he sacrifice to protect those he loves?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"