Yang Yi was orphaned as a child. Foul play was ruled out by the authorities, but Yang Yi always suspected otherwise. Finally, once he was older, he met one of his father’s old friends who revealed the truth about his parents deaths. His father was an intelligence broker and had stumbled upon a mysterious, powerful independent spy organization. Both his parents’ were murdered to ensure the organization remained a secret. Since he was unable to forget why they died, due to his eidetic memory, the only way he could be at ease was to seek revenge. In order to fight against the mysterious organization, he would first have to train in the art of espionage. However, not even one of the national spy agencies was willing to accept Yang Yi into their ranks due to his father’s sensitive identity. Left to forge his own path into the field, he seeks out his father’s old allies for help. He learns how to be a spy in unexpected places while gathering the resources and allies necessary to form his own private spy organization. Follow Yang Yi in his quest for vengeance! Follow Yang Yi as he prepares for A War Between Spies! P.S. I do not own the novel.... just published it here to: *be able to read it offline and make everyone recognize and appreciate this hidden gem
Zombies suddenly appeared all over the world, quickly spreading through densely populated cities. It only took two years for every government around the world to collapse, leaving behind chaos and anarchy on a global scale. Without the law and order that once kept them safe, people turned fearful of both the zombie threat and of each other. Even in the face of the countless waves of undead, groups formed and fought over the limited resources that remained. It culminated in a battle between two of the most influential remaining groups—the last beacons of humanity. What resulted was a devastating loss of life on both sides. Yohan’s group now demolished, and zombies swarmed their surviving enemies. Though he managed to suffer through this apocalyptic world for three years, his time was up. Unexpectedly, death had come not from an enemy, but a friend. His oldest and most trusted companion had bitten him. Who had been infected during the battle and turned into a zombie. Accepting his fate, Yohan closes his eyes, only to discover that he has returned to the past, six months before the zombie outbreak. With his memories of the last three years, only he knows of the approaching apocalypse. Given a second chance, he plans to do everything to survive!
She is a boss. She is the CEO of a big fashion Company. He is a boss. He's the leader of the biggest Mafia in the world. She is caring. He is cold. She has money. He has money and power. She has respect. He is respected. She thinks he is dangerous. He thinks her body is dangerous. She thinks she's falling in love. He's fighting his heart. She thinks she doesn't belong in his world. He knows she does.
"It's easy to see a light when it shines in the dark, but the void remains in the shadows." [EXCERPT - WARNING: MILD VIOLENCE] My hands roamed, searching for his dagger he concealed inside his jacket under the guise of drunken flirtation. The back of my hand brushed against cold metal. I’d found it, tucked in the inner pocket My speed enhanced from my magic, I acted faster than he could even see; I twisted my hand, grabbed the dagger, and in a vicious arc, sliced his throat. He didn’t even have time for his expression to register surprise; however, the second guard did, his face twisting in shock and anger as he lunged towards me. I didn’t even watch as the first man’s body fell. I turned to the second man now, barely noticing the flash of movement behind them that must be Dean fighting the third guard. The second man drew his weapon and lunged. Angry swipes of his long, thin sword were directed in a relentless, moderately skillful assault on my person. I easily evaded each attempt, stepping forward and closing the small gap between us. I still held the first guard’s dagger in my hand, keeping it close to my body, defending myself as I swerved around his blade. I increased the magical strength supporting my arms, feeling the buzzing of energy throughout my entire body. The man raised his weapon to try to slice at an angle; with my free hand, I caught the blow at the man’s wrist, with the other, I swiped at his throat just as I had with his colleague. It was just as effective now as it had been then; his throat was cleanly sliced by the well-sharpened blade. I examined the dagger and appreciated the blade’s quality, hearing the thud of another fallen body. The man who’d owned this had taken great care of it; I’d be keeping it. All of this happened in seconds. I allowed for the magic I’d been using to enhance my fighting abilities to dissipate, feeling warmth throughout my body as the excess energy released as heat. I sighed, satisfied. Examining the aftermath, I saw Dean breathing heavily, standing over his victim. Dean’s guard appeared to still be alive; he had simply knocked him out after disarming him. The guard had a nasty bump on his head, already growing and turning purple. “You good?” I asked, gesturing towards the man lying on the ground. Dean nodded and pointed his eyes towards my victims. “Looks like you’re fine,” he responded, sounding a little concerned. [END EXCERPT] [--SYNOPSIS--] Larke Fields, a deadly warrior mage, tests herself against her own scruples and promises. While on an undercover mission, she meets a handsome criminal, a deadly leader, and an old friend, along with her past, present, and possibly her future. Will what she's learned about herself be enough to save her loved ones and restore balance to the realm?