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Em um mundo governado por sistemas antigos demais para serem questionados, Ghost é apenas um mecânico escravizado, invisível para tudo o que decide o destino das pessoas. Até o dia em que foge. Ao roubar um caça condenado à sucata, Ghost rompe padrões que não deveriam ser quebrados — e passa a ser observado. Perseguido pelo Blackbird Apocalipse e por uma inteligência que não reage como um inimigo comum, ele começa a acessar memórias que não viveu e permissões que não deveria possuir. Quanto mais sobrevive, mais o mundo ao redor deixa de tentar impedi-lo. Entre o Sistema de Aerith, a vigilância da Eidolon e o custo crescente do Protocolo Ômega, Ghost descobre que liberdade pode ser apenas outra forma de erro. Porque, em um mundo assim, o problema nunca foi a máquina que destrói — mas quem decide o que pode existir.

When Dezi Falconi, a pampered rich boy, meets up with Rox Forrester, a savvy trailer trash hottie, sparks fly. Living on opposite sides of the tracks makes them an unlikely couple until Dezi gets a good look at Rox and propositions him. Tired of being used as a rich man’s whore, Rox heatedly refuses the offer, but when Dezi hears his tale of woe, he decides to help Rox financially, and in time they fall deeply in love.<br><br>Eventually Nick Falconi, Dezi’s father, finds out about Rox. Nick is a powerful man, used to having anything he wants, and he wants Rox. This puts Rox in the middle of an impossible situation when he learns that Nick holds the strings to Dezi’s money. If Rox doesn’t leave Dezi and become Nick’s whore, he’ll leave Dezi penniless. What should he do? Submit to a dirty old man’s perverted desires, or run away with Dezi and start a new life -- one that includes murder?

The air crackled with anticipation as Lucas closed the distance between them, his gaze intense yet filled with a hunger that mirrored hers. Charlotte's heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from his body. "i can't keep my hands off," Lucas murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space between them. Charlotte's lips parted as she searched his eyes, finding a mixture of desire and restraint. The tension between them was palpable, each moment stretching out like a taut wire ready to snap. Without breaking eye contact, Lucas brushed his thumb across her lower lip, tracing its softness before leaning in to capture it with his own. His kiss was fierce yet tender, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain. Their bodies molded together seamlessly, every touch sending waves of pleasure through them. Lucas's hands roamed her curves, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more of the electrifying sensation he stirred within her.

After both of his parents are brutally killed in an "accident", young Reiji goes on to become the Blackbird, an assassin working under James Oakman for a group called the Nest. The daily life of an assassin sure is a thrilling one!

When the dark arts threaten to eradicate mankind, the heavy burden of saving the world falls upon the shoulders of the most unlikely trio of friends. The Pioneer, an excitable and adventurous young blonde haired, emerald-eyed twink from a family whose wealth knows no end. The Prince, a younger man who's ideas are to reshape the fabric of their world. The Blackbird, a freed slave with milk chocolate skin and vitiligo patches. Ruby-colored eyes, a righteous anger channeled into his fists covered by cast-iron gauntlets... >>NOTE: This book pays homage to those within black culture who stood up in an variety of acts that had their souls refusing to bow their heads, no matter who's boot heel was pressing upon their necks...

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In modern day Japan, the warriors of the past still exist! Tokyo Heights Academy is not just your ordinary private school--it's where young samurai and shinobi go to learn their way and eventually fight against the rebel clans that have defied the government. Enter Ikkei Kagemori, a baseball star turned promising young samurai with a goal to make his father and family proud. When Fujiko Shimazu, a descendent of a legendary noble clan, meets Ikkei, the two realize their fates are bound by a red hot rivalry that could change the entire country--and possibly the entire world. Follow, Ikkei, Fujiko and friends through a action packed high school shonen adventure where rivals and dangerous enemies await around every corner!

Blake is perfect. Well, at least he looks that way. His hair is thick. His features are nice. Everyone loves him, and to Blake's frustration, everyone falls in love with him, or at least they say they do.<br><br>Then something happens. Blake blacks out. In those most crucial of intimate moments, Blake blacks out.<br><br>After 101 horrible dates, Blake gets an offer from a man who swears he can handle him. But can sexy Jerome overlook what Blake considers to be his biggest flaw?

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!