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The day of my bonding ceremony with my Alpha, Jeremy Morgan, was finally approaching. We had already postponed our bonding ceremony eight times. Not because he’d broken his promise, but because I hadn’t managed to forge enough emblems bearing the resonance mark. The Morgan Pack has a tradition. Every Luna chosen by the Moon Goddess must first forge nine emblems from her own lifeblood, each etched with a resonance mark. But no matter how careful I was, one emblem would always mysteriously disappear just days before the ceremony. This year, it had nearly cost me everything, but I finally forged the ninth emblem. Overjoyed, I rushed to find Jeremy. But through the half-open door of his office, I heard his Beta say: "Alpha, Freya has been waiting for eight years. Do you actually plan on completing the bond with her?" Jeremy’s voice was unnervingly calm. "I promised Dahlia I wouldn’t go through with the bonding ceremony with Freya this year, either." The Beta hesitated. "What if Freya has managed to forge enough emblems this time?" Jeremy was silent for a moment, then he clapped his hands. A shadow wolf materialized and then leaped out the window. Before long, the shadow wolf returned, a gleaming emblem held gently in its mouth. Jeremy took it, crushed the mark without a second thought, and sighed. "Freya is resilient. She could hold on for another ten years, not just one." "But Dahlia is suffering from a berserker curse. She only has me left, and all she wants is for me to be with her in her final days." "I can’t bring myself to refuse Dahlia, so Freya will just have to suffer a little longer." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. So, all those emblems that had mysteriously disappeared… he had destroyed them. We were fated mates. Becoming his mate had always been my dream. But if he never intended to bond with me, then I had no reason to cling to him any longer.

Eight years ago, a man found himself smouldering in a crater, a few miles away from the nearest city, with no recollection of his own past. After so much time had passed and he had finally thought he had found a life worth living, he found it all snatched away by a single terrible accident, but not in the way one would expect - an intensive surgery revealed his heart was wrought in iron, the same way that gods were according to ancient legend. He was immortal, and the wounds that should have killed him instead healed in a day. Now he has been locked up by the city's authorities and been forced to endure experiment after experiment in a twisted version of hell he could not escape. But now the devil is sitting before him, and she's willing to make a deal...

She was strong, but it wasn't just her strength, it was her heart too. You couldn't see it if you only knew her on the battlefield, she didn't hesitate to cut down her enemies, to use the most ruthless methods if they proved to be the most efficient. Her origins were bare when you saw her clawing through a man's body as his blood was almost invisible on her red skin. She was a monster, yes, but she loved this world more than anyone else. She helped others, took care of plants and animals as best as she could, she'd tell you that everything was okay as she hugged you as tightly as she could. She'd berate you if she thought you were being an idiot, she'd brave any hardship to save even a simple flower from harm. Yes, I know that's quite idiotic of her, but that was her strength. And now you will see her journey, her path to saving the world from doom.

Alif an orphan, is keen to do big but his wish to do big takes him to a dangerous journey.

A woman meets a man on the subway and is confused about his feelings. Four young women will spend a crazy night where surprises will await them. During the holidays, a woman goes to witness the murder of her friends. She will quickly realize that the culprit of this act is not human. A man will take risks to bring back the woman of his life. A young woman will realize that her whole life has been a lie, and above all, that she is not part of the human world ... P.S. This is an anthology

Life is a realistic fiction book. This book is supposed to be a message.

Kenneth Ian Samuels has lived a life of privilege with no real responsibilities. He thinks his life of drinking, gambling and meaningless sex is perfect the way it is until his parents upgrade his sexbot for him.

this book would be different than you will expect, but expect some vulger scenes or language and anything apart with that. expect some action scenes, I don't know on how much there will be, but hopefully not enough to overwrite the genre... (tbh; I thought that the commas were periods...)

Story of the life of a common man from a different perspective,

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"