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Havoc,a mind-blowing Page Turner, is a tale of witches, demons and Humans. Ramiel rumored to be the Demon Machinery, is a demon Prince buried with a spell. Kindra, a young abstract maiden, is a key to his cage. Cheshire, a killer demon, an interesting piece that will leave you fascinated

Caro leitor,   Você já acordou com a sensação de algo estranho irá acontecer? Tipo um dejavú? Pois bem, foi essa a sensação que eu Kyra tive quando acordei. Não sei ao certo o que o meu sexto sentido tinha me reservado, mas no fundo pressentia problemas. Comecei errado né? A protagonista deve se apresentar, dizer no que trabalha e fazer aquele apelo de comédias românticas... É, mas essa protagonista não sou eu. Sobre o meu passado, bem eu o conheci quando ainda fazia meu bacharel em Administração, ele era lindo com seus olhos castanho escuros, seu cabelo preto, 1,80 de altura, queixo quadrado e ombros largos. Quem em sã consciência não iria se apaixonar? Mas, Dante partiu meu coração e a única coisa que eu não esperava, era que nos dias atuais, nos encontraríamos novamente... 

In the dystopian future where iron rules everything, the act of paying certain people to act of your bidding is the main course of action when it comes to solving your problems. Killing your business rivals, assassinating certain politicians, committing acts of terrorism, even murdering your own family so that you can inherit the family business, these people will accept anything if you have enough money on the table. These people are scumbags, the lowest of the lows. Mercenaries. But only a certain people are even able to stand atop all these mercenaries, people who are not "only" human. People who can manipulate things to their advantage, breaking the laws of the world. Rulebreakers. Out of all the mercenaries, one comes out on top. The crème de la crème, the best of the best. The one who has killed over five thousand people in a year. His identity is unknown. People of the underground world even refer to him as only an urban legend, as they only saw the glimpse of a man leaving the scene with a trail of blood and smoke. The people gave him the nickname, "The Numbing End", "The Reaper that None Knows", or simply "Death". But even with his elusiveness, people still hunt him nonetheless, searching every nook and cranny to find even a single trace of his whereabouts. Whether to employ him or kill him, everyone has their own agenda as to why they are searching for him. And Clarke is most definitely one of them. An aspiring mercenary trying to make a name for herself, Clarke is searching for "Death" to kill him, which will make her reputation in the underground world rocket. What is going to happen when both of our main characters collide with each other?

Tentang mereka berdua, Tisha -mahasiswa yang terjebak bersama Vivaldi-dosen ganteng yang selalu dalam mode senggol bacok. Tanpa sadar, semesta sudah menentukan sendiri akhir kisah mereka berdua. Entah itu happy ending ataupun sad ending.

EVOCATION; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind. Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. What happened?

Las Voces. El regreso En Bruma hay un bosque al que nadie entra sin mirar atrás. Hace siete años, cinco niños desaparecieron entre sus árboles y el pueblo aprendió a convivir con el silencio. Hasta que volvieron. No recuerdan qué ocurrió. No saben cuánto tiempo estuvieron fuera. Pero algo regresó con ellos. Desde esa noche, las radios de Bruma ya no se apagan del todo. Entre la estática se cuelan susurros, nombres, advertencias… voces que parecen conocer los miedos de todos y que no hablan al azar. Leo fue el primero en escucharlas. Y no será el último. Mientras el pueblo intenta fingir normalidad, los cinco comienzan a cambiar. Uno ya no siente miedo. Otro no puede dormir. Una oye mentiras incluso cuando nadie habla. Y hay algo en sus miradas que hace entender que el bosque no los devolvió intactos. La señal crece. El ruido se extiende. Y lo que empezó como un regreso se convierte en una elección. Porque algunas voces no buscan ser escuchadas. Buscan quedarse. Oscura, adictiva y cargada de tensión emocional, Las Voces. El regreso es el inicio de una saga donde el verdadero terror no vive en el bosque… sino en aquello que decide responder cuando escuchas.

An apocalypse story similar to the other apocalypse genre novel where the mc go back to the past to the time before the apocalypse start and used his knowledge about the future to get ahead of the starting line. This novel will also have something like the fantasy shop from fantasy fall, and the innate skill like the reincarnator. I hope the reader can be patience and understanding for the lack of thing in this novel. & Synopsis: mo xin lived ten years into the apocalypse and become one of the most powerful people in the apocalypse but who would have thought that his death was not from getting eaten by monster or getting killed by mutant but he died of exhaustion, for someone like him who was known as the hunter machine to be dead from exhaustion was such a big joke that he died with such a strong regret. and thank to some kind of chain reaction he somehow activated his innate skill and get reincarnated into the time before the apocalypse started.

Un hombre adulto con alma de niño, reencarna en otro mundo. Un mundo muy extraño y familiar a la vez. Misterioso y épico. Un mundo y una historia jamás contada.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.