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The many themes from class to race to gender all stood out to me and resonated with my life. I was the little girl born into the lower-income family, with the single mom. I was black and female. The odds were undoubtedly stacked against me. But, like Sula, I didn't care then and don't care now.

In the Northern Nigeria, where we situate our scene, two royal households of different tribes; both are emphatically aristocrats. Although, one is more superior than the other in power. The enmity which was established by their forefathers runs deep like the stream of life that runs through their veins. The venom of hatred spreads through their minds like a plague, resulting into a tribal massacre. On the verge of war, an antidote was provided to bury the generational strife which is an arranged marriage between the offsprings of both households. However, the prince of Sokoto sultanate loves another girl with all his heart and soul. A girl from a different geo-political zone, different religion and belief. A girl who imbibes a different culture; a girl who doesn’t belong to an aristocrat family. Would their love triumph over the difference between them in the midst of a tribal massacre? Or would the difference dwarf the height of their love?

A boy named Ezer is an orphan who lives with his adoptive grandmother, His parents did not die but abandoned ezer who looked different from ordinary human, half of Ezer's body was black which formed a strange pattern, His parents believed that this child was cursed threw him into the river, where he was found by Ume

"Ele causa arrepios, calafrios e até sangue gelado. Uma presença tão intensa que afugenta a luz e as trevas, o terror revelado!" - Bryan Mortyan "O segredo foi descoberto pelos moradores dessa cidade da pior forma possível. E lá ele permanece, como uma bomba relógio" - Artur Carvalho Essa é a história da região de cidades da linha vermelha. Acontecimentos incomuns ocorreram a muito tempo e estranhamente voltaram a acontecer neste lugar. Coisas estranhas essas que transcendem qualquer explicação; conspirações, terrorismo, extraterrestres, fantasmas, demônios... Ante ao desespero da população, as coisas começam a fugir do controle, já que nada consegue se encaixar nos ocorridos. Uma vez que aonde ele passe, não reste nada que denuncie sua natureza, transformando-o num mistério assustador e caótico. Experimente as páginas desse assombroso mistério e vivencie o suspense por trás da trama de personagens que terão a esperança de ter alguma luz no fim do túnel. Viver as dores, angústias, sofrimentos, pesadelos e traumas de cada um. Veja como um copo se esvazia lentamente até que o inevitável chegue e arruíne toda e qualquer tese formulada. E quando esse momento chegar... Agarre-se a esperança, ou renda-se a Allulasu!

"Sultanat" is a historical fiction novel that follows the story of Akbar, a young prince who becomes the sultan of the small empire of Sultanat-e-Abrar after witnessing the death of his father. Despite his young age, Akbar is determined to become a just and effective ruler. However, his inexperience and lack of support from neighboring empires make his reign challenging

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Dewi adalah seorang gadis sederhana yang rajin dan pintar. Dia masih duduk di bangku SMA kelas XI. Meski dia hidup di panti, namun tidak membuatnya berkecil hati. Dewi selalu jadi juara di sekolahnya, dan bekerja paruh waktu sebagai guru les anak SD dan SMP. Suatu hari ada anak baru pindah ke sekolah Dewi. Laki-laki dengan kacamata yang besar dan penampilan sederhana. Laki-laki yang selalu susah dalam bidang akademik, sehingga wali kelasnya menyarankan Dewi untuk menjadi tutor murid baru tersebut. Dewi awalnya menolak, namun siapa sangka bayaran untuk jadi tutor sangat tinggi. Dewi jadi penasaran siapa sebenarnya sang murid baru tersebut.

Melody has returned from her suspension and as much as Daniel wants to stay invisible to her, she ends up following him, asking to teach her piano. Daniel tries to avoid her while she is attracted more to him but what if there's more to her that Daniel is missing?

Competitive, Devoting, World-shaking battle. NO LESS AND NO MORE, ALL IS EQUAL. but not now, because the world has change. Luke Wall, our mc, is on the way of getting his tuition fee. For converting his blood and sweat, time and focus, he was able to get his own full-scholarship. 'NO FEES FOR SCHOOL!, NO TUITION FEE! NO PAYMENT! WHAT A HAPPY LIFE! WHAT A HAPPY Da...y?...' Above the heavens, hovering over the sky, a colossal transparent screen stretching out and covering the earth. Thousands of white latitude lines and longitude lines bisecting each other, forming millions and millions of grids. Written on every grid of the screen, an ancient feeling, and suppression. Permeating to every living being. A red sign, convincing people that it is a warning. [The Beginning] ****** Hello guys, this is me, your boy. Grammar mistakes are congruent to my tears today :D. I dont really update on the beat, but I will try to make a best story for a Online World(REALISM) Genre. Peace!

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?