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‘Could he learn to love me? Without fear? Without hesitation? To love me with my flaws, as they are many and to wake up every morning and choose me.’ Edward Coleman never questioned himself. Never questioned the successful billionaire he had become or the womanizer he was so famously known for. Yet after his heart is broken by a woman, he realized he could never truly have. He reaches an all time low and thought he would never be able to move on. Or so he thought. Soon he meets Vasili Chernyshevsky; a Russian man with a sharp mouth and witty comments. Their friendship is unconventional and chaotic, but for both it seemed to save them from despair. So what happens when Edward starts questioning himself in more ways than one? When his new best friend seems to derail his life in more ways than he had suspected. *** Book 2 'Ethan In Love' out now!!!

Marguerite is oblivious as she folds Arthmael's body into beautiful silhouettes. Following the familiar choreography, she dances relentlessly. Grand Jete! Penche! followed by a series of graceful pas de chats. All concatenated in front of the enthralled emperor. When the music reaches the outro in a full stop, Marguerite falls gracefully on the floor in a pose. She stays there and waits for the king to tell her she can leave. She stays on the ground for a long time but hears nothing from him. Wondering if she did anything wrong, she wants to lift her head to look at the king's face, but quickly remembers the warning he gave her. If she disrespects him any further, who knows what he might do to her. She suddenly feels her chin being lifted, her eyes meet the hazels of Demian. She forgets to breathe and falls from her pose onto the floor. She doesn't have time to regain her senses before two strong arms lift her off the floor. She is about to question him on his weird behaviour when her mouth is suddenly covered by his in a kiss. ------------------------------------------------- Marguerite is very talented. She has a beautiful voice, a great passion for music and various talents in the arts. Unfortunately, her bright future gets compromised when she is forced to leave her world to fulfill the wish of someone else. Marguerite wanting to go home as soon as possible, accepts. However things turn out quite unexpected for her. The cover belongs to the rightful owner. If you are the owner of the art and want me to take it down, DM me on discord burlesque_dancer#2837

No one's ever expected much from Dalton Irving, the reserved, sheltered, and bookish heir to the family fortune. So in order to secure their place in London's society, the Irvings have arranged for Dalton to marry the brother of a viscount. A man who comes from a family with a title and with quite the scandalous reputation. A man Dalton doesn't know. A man who's very publicly announced that he doesn't want to get married, least of all to Dalton, right in the middle of their engagement ball.<br><br>In an attempt to flee whispered words and sudden gossip and unexpected hurt from venomous words, Dalton finds comfort from the very last person he would have expected -- the wry, reclusive, and unsocial Edward Whitman, Duke of Wellingham.<br><br>Edward Whitman doesn't like most people on his best days. They're dull and predictable and care only about money and status. Tonight, however, is the engagement ball for his best friend's brother, so he'll make an appearance to assure the night's success even if the idea of anyone marrying young Dalton Irving puts a strange ache in the pit of his stomach.<br><br>But after Dalton's intended makes a mess of the ball, Edward suddenly finds himself alone with the young man, drawn to his wide-eyed curiosity and kindhearted generosity, his rambling and odd musings. Neither of them can imagine what this evening has in store for anyone, and all it takes is one night in London to change everything.

He was a legendary assassin feared by all. But his own organization betrayed him, seeing his immense power as a threat. They sent every agent they had to kill him. As he died surrounded by enemies, he asked only one question: "Was it worth it?" He woke up to find himself reborn in a medieval world, inside the body of a Baron’s son. The original owner was hated by everyone, always causing trouble, and was poisoned to death. Now, he faces siblings who despise him, a father who disowns him, and nobles trying to destroy his family. But he decides to change. He will no longer be an assassin who takes lives. He will live as a human being. He will clear his name, restore his family’s honor, and become a protector who brings hope and life to those around him.

In a magical kingdom where the fate of its inhabitants is shaped by the struggle between the forces of good and evil, we follow the story of Edward and his daughter Auri. Edward, a skilled warrior and swordsman, faces challenges and adversity to protect his family and ensure a brighter future for his daughter. Meanwhile, Auri, a young woman with undiscovered magical talents, embarks on a journey of growth, facing dilemmas and challenges to unravel the mysteries of her own power. With a setting rich in medieval and fantasy elements, this book immerses the reader in a universe where magic and courage are essential to face the threats that plague the kingdom. The story balances action and emotion, taking the reader on a journey full of surprises, twists, and unexpected discoveries.

A game of lies and deciet that sends a detective to his worst nightmare. This is the story of Edward Smart. A genius young detective who is moved to a new city. he immediately comes face to face with a great evil master mind who beats Edward at his own game. You are about to read a story where the bad guy wins.

"Prophecy"!, the old man snarled, "fools believe it, a pity even the self appointed wise sages believe the future is certain so long it has been foreseen" He laughed, a dry throaty laugh that seemed to vibrate from his very core. He paused for a while and rasped with an accompanied cough, spitting out a thick phlegm. He was truly old, an ancient to be exact but his death as foreseen thousands of years ago was a sham, a useless rambling of fools, ramblings people thought to be words of prophecy. He alone has the right to doubt the words of the prophet for he alone had lived and seen the desolate era.

INTRODUCTION In the Relic World, everyone falls into one of two ranks: Summoners and Hollows. Summoners are the lucky ones—the ones who bond with powerful, mystical beasts at the age of ten, unlocking abilities that make them stronger, faster, and, let’s be honest, way too smug about it. And then there are the Hollows. The ones who don’t bond with a beast. The ones who get bullied, pitied, and treated like background characters in someone else’s grand adventure. Guess which group I belong to? By eleven, I had fully embraced my existence as Edward Wilson, Professional Nobody. No beast. No power. Just me, my two perfectly unremarkable hands, and an ever-growing collection of creative insults thrown my way. Honestly, I had reached a point where being called “worthless” barely qualified as creative anymore. I had accepted my place in the grand hierarchy of life—right at the bottom, next to “dirt” and “old gum stuck under a table.” But then, the impossible happened. A Primordial Beast bonded with me. And not just any beast—the most powerful, most legendary, most terrifying creature the world has ever seen. The kind that should’ve chosen a great warrior or a destined hero, not… me. Now, instead of fading into the background like a proper Hollow, I’m stuck surviving combat classes, Summoners glaring at me, teachers whispering about me, ancient mysteries showing up everywhere, and rumors about the terrifying Void Walkers spreading across the Relic World. So, to sum up: I went from being ignored to possibly being connected to something ancient, dangerous, and probably world-ending. …This is why I hate surprises.

15 years ago, Agatha Harris died... ...... Two things happened that night: She died and resurrected, then everything faded like magic.... ........ She never meant for the tragedy to happen, neither did they, she didn't bargain for misery, but it came knocking right on the door.... ..... There were three things Agatha Harris had ever been certain of in life: One: She's dangerous. Second: To love is to die. Third: She isn't weak anymore.... .... What would you pack, if you have four minutes to leave the palace... His sharp voice echoed out, as he stared straight into her dark soul.... I'd take my dignity along. She whispered, as her eyes shone with immense pain and hatred, he just couldn't quite understand. "Am serious!"..He yelled "And I don't care".... ...... You love me... I don't.... Then you hate me.... I don't... ...

When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...