lavinia herbert

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

Rocky is keen to visit KUNT, the infamous fetish club he’s heard so much about. The stories are legendary, filling him with great anticipation. As he opens the door, his heart begins to pound. From excitement, or fear? What lies on the other side?<br><br>From the minute he steps inside, he knows this is a place where anything can happen. The muffled boom, boom, boom of industrial dance music permeates the walls, and he has a sudden urge to be in amongst it all.<br><br>He pushes a second door open. The space behind is dark and smoky. The music pounds in his ears as he’s confronted by a sight that almost takes his breath away. His heartbeat quickens. Little does he realize as he heads for the bar that this will be a night he’ll never forget.

The middle class Jamaican family is filled with turmoil and guided by evil desires, while hiding the actions and plans behind this family’s mask of integrity and honesty. Despite their best efforts, the truth rises, exposing the sex, deception, love and death that maintain the secrecy of the Balaclava.

Stephanie Lisa smiled as she pulled the trigger and slept like a baby at nights but the beautiful head turning sexy cop had a very strange loyalty to the man that groomed her through the Force. His secrets kept her up at nights Marcus was slippery, smooth and used his charm to twist and turn others into puppets of his wishes. The middle class Jamaican family is filled with turmoil and guided by evil desires, while hiding the actions and plans behind this family’s mask of integrity and honesty. Despite their best efforts, the truth rises, exposing the sex, deception, love and death that maintain the secrecy of the Balaclava. (Check out the complete story on the other copy on Sharestory.com

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About Lintang and Lavina who were created in the same world but with different castes. About Lintang and Lavina who both love each other but must be separated because of a problem. When love is not supposed to exist but the opposite is true. A love that will be a disaster and bring a destruction to all humans in the universe.

Five years ago, the world ended—at least, the world as humanity knew it. On a quiet evening, just as children were returning from school and families prepared dinner, the sky changed. The blue faded into a deep, unnatural crimson, and then… it tore apart. Portals, jagged and writhing like open wounds, appeared in the heavens. From them spilled creatures so alien, so horrific, they seemed like nightmares made flesh. Humanity named them Riftborn. These monsters slaughtered indiscriminately, leaving entire cities empty and entire bloodlines extinct. The ground they touched burned with Soul Fire, a cursed energy that warped nature itself—turning lush forests to ash, mutating animals, and poisoning water. Nighttime ceased to exist; instead, the crimson sky returned every sunset, transforming every evening into Dris, a time when stepping outside was suicide. Humanity was on the brink of extinction… until one man, Edric Valemont, killed a Riftborn with nothing but a spear and unyielding will. That act of defiance sparked hope and birthed the Blood Moon Heaven Academy—a training ground for humanity’s last defense. Those chosen by Edric became known as Slavers, warriors who wield weapons forged from Riftborn remains, chaining the enemy’s own power against them. But the war never truly turned. The Riftborn adapted, becoming faster, stronger, and disturbingly coordinated—as if a single mind guided their endless slaughter. For every Riftborn slain, two more appeared. Humanity’s victories began to feel hollow, temporary at best. Despair crept back into the hearts of the survivors. Then came Lyrisse. Found as an infant in a mysterious basket drifting along a river the night the crimson sky first appeared; she was raised far from the frontlines by a humble couple who treated her as their own. Now, fifteen years old, she has come to the Blood Moon Heaven Academy, armed with a Riftborn-forged katana and an unshakable resolve to protect those she loves. But Lyrisse is not ordinary. The crimson sky reacts to her presence. Riftborn hesitate when she draws near, their monstrous eyes glowing with something unsettlingly close to recognition. Whispers spread in secret: Is she humanity’s destined savior? Or something far more dangerous? As Lyrisse begins her training, she finds rivals who want to see her fail, allies willing to fight beside her, and enemies more terrifying than any nightmare. And as the Riftborn attacks escalate, one truth becomes clear—someone, or something, is controlling them. The war is no longer just survival. It is about who controls fate itself. The question is no longer whether humanity can survive… It’s whether Lyrisse is the one to save it, or the one to end it.

In which the Mikaelson Family and the residents of Mystic Falls with many other supernaturals come together to watch their future and learn what ' fear ' looks like... BECAUSE This ' fear ' has a name : " Zara Kapoor Allen" This name which sends shivers down every supernaturals spine. Some said she is the devil incarnate and some say she is an angel from the heavens... NOW A person who is connected not only to the residents of Mystic falls but also to the Original Family. A person who is highly regarded in the supernatural world is going to bring chaos in everyone's life. THE REAL QUESTION IS 'HOW?' Starts from season 2 This book is inspired by the famous series ' The Vampire diaries '. Though the main Charector, story, plot line and dialogues all belong to me but the other characters are the same. Be ready for a roller coaster ride of emotions. I hope you all like my book and give it a chance.

The story revolves around two leaders, Ash and Aery. As Aery puts Ash's soldiers through a grueling training process, Ash tests their determination with her dark and harsh character. While the soldiers struggle to cope with the ever-increasing challenges, they grow stronger both physically and mentally under Ash's leadership. However, when the order comes to return to the palace, the soldiers face uncertainty and fear. These warriors, who long for their homes, will discover the true meaning of the fight for survival. In a world where a dark threat looms, they must confront the reality that the weak will be lost, while the strong will survive.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!