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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?

"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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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?

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.

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When Mike boarded the subway that morning, he was just another anonymous rider trying to outrun his past. But when gunfire erupts on the platform, he and a handful of survivors are thrust into a nightmare beneath New York City — one where the only way forward is through darkness, death, and something far older than the tunnels themselves.