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Moonlight Hills-Book 1: Lycanthrope

Fender Luts, a happy go lucky young teenager, lives in small town where mystical creatures blended secretly among normal human. When several people started getting murdered by an unknown supernatural being, the town's peace is shattered leading into chaos. And if one thing Fender would know later is that his life is going to be changed forever.

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In the murky depths of the criminal underworld, Ruth Danan finds herself ensnared in a deadly game orchestrated by the manipulative Marcs Colinger. Trained as an assassin to settle familial debts, Ruth's delicate allure and seductive charm make her a lethal weapon in Colinger's hands. Dylan Fender, scion of a powerful mafia dynasty, struggles to navigate the treacherous waters of organized crime following his father's demise. Despite his efforts to keep a low profile, Dylan's past deeds and responsibilities weigh heavily upon him. Their paths collide once more, igniting old animosities and reigniting a flame of desire that refuses to be extinguished. Dylan, once the cause of Ruth's downfall, now finds himself drawn to her in ways he cannot comprehend. As they navigate the dangerous labyrinth of crime and deception, Ruth and Dylan are forced to confront their shared history and the unresolved emotions simmering beneath the surface. Despite their mutual enmity, an undeniable chemistry binds them together, blurring the lines between love and revenge. Caught between duty and desire, Ruth and Dylan must grapple with the ghosts of their past while forging a path forward in a world where trust is a rare commodity and betrayal lurks around every corner. In the shadowy realm of love and retribution, forgiveness and redemption become their only salvation. Will they succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume them, or will they find the strength to embrace the light of a new beginning? In a gripping tale of passion and peril, "Love and Retribution" explores the enduring power of forgiveness and the transformative nature of redemption in the face of adversity. As Ruth and Dylan navigate the treacherous waters of their tumultuous relationship, they discover that true love is the ultimate weapon against the forces of darkness

A season of love

Spring It was Shrove Tuesday. Nebel had just entered the corso, already at dark, and as she unpacked a bundle of streamers, she looked at the carriage ahead. Missed from a face she hadn't seen the afternoon Previously, he asked his companions: -Who is it? She doesn't look ugly. -A demon! She is gorgeous. She think she is the niece, or something like that, of the doctor Arrizabalaga. She arrived yesterday, it seems to me ... Nébel then fixed her eyes intently on the beautiful creature. She was a still a very young girl, perhaps no more than fourteen, but completely nubile. She had, under her very dark hair, a face of supreme whiteness, of that matt white and satin that is the exclusive patrimony of very fine. Long blue eyes, losing towards the temples in the circle of his black lashes of hers. Maybe a little apart, what gives, under a forehead smooth, air of great nobility or great stubbornness. But her eyes, like this, they filled that blooming countenance with the light of her beauty. And feeling them Nebel stopped a moment in his, he was dazzled. “What a charm!” He murmured, standing still with one knee over the man. Surrey cushion. A moment later the streamers were flying towards victory. Both carriages were already linked by the bridge hanging of ribbons, and the one who caused it smiled from time to time at the gallant boy. But that already came to the lack of respect for people, coachman and even carriage: over the shoulder, head, whip, fender, streamers they rained incessantly. So much so that the two people sitting in the back They returned and, rather than smiling, examined the spender carefully. “Who are they?” Asked Nebel in a low voice. —Dr. Arrizabalaga; true that you do not know. The other is the mother of your girl ... She's the doctor's sister-in-law. As if in pursuit of the exam, Arrizabalaga and the lady smiled at each other frankly before that exuberance of youth, Nébel believed in the duty to greet them, to which the triplet responded with jovial condescension. This was the beginning of an idyll that lasted three months, and to which Nébel contributed how much adoration there was in her passionate adolescence. While She continued the privateering, and in Concordia it lasts until incredible hours, Nebel incessantly stretched his arm forward, so well that the The cuff of his shirt, detached, danced over his hand. The next day the scene was replayed; and how this time the corso was resumed at night with a battle of flowers, Nébel exhausted in a quarter of hour four huge baskets. Arrizabalaga and the lady laughed, turning often, and the young woman hardly took her eyes off Nebel. East he cast a desperate look at his empty baskets; more about him Surrey cushion there was still one left, a poor bouquet of evergreens and jasmine of the country. Nebel jumped with him over the surrey wheel, he nearly dislocated an ankle, and running to victory, panting, drenched in sweat and excitement on the surface, he handed the bouquet to the young woman. She searched recklessly another, but she didn't have it. Her companions laugh. "But crazy!" Her mother told him, pointing to her chest, "there you have one!" The carriage started at a trot. Nebel, who had come down from the stirrup, afflicted, he ran and reached for the bouquet the young woman held out to him, her body almost out of the car. Nébel had arrived three days ago from Buenos Aires, where he was finishing his baccalaureate. He had been there for seven years, so his Knowledge of the current society of Concordia was minimal. He should stay still fifteen days in his hometown, enjoyed peacefully of soul, if not of body; and lo and behold, from the second day he lost all the serenity of him.