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Blair is a vampire who just moved from Transylvania to experience human life with her foster mother in America. She met a human girl named Pryce, who hates her so much, or that's what she just thought because of their rough first encounter. Then Blair's life turned into something she never expected as the time came that she fell in love with Pryce, who turned out to be a werewolf that is about to awaken. And none of them knew that Pryce wasn't just an ordinary werewolf but the destined Queen. AN: The sequel is titled "Price Of Pryce".

The world had served her the cruellest and bitter taste of life. From the mysterious death of her parents to her awful marriage which slowly ripped her off. All of this made her become a changed woman and she vowed never to love again because she believed that all men were evil. She was called the city bitch, a woman who rampaged the city, tortured men with her body and did cruel things to people. Nothing and no one could stop the hottest slayer in the city who bowed to no one. Digging gold with her pretentious smile that made men succumb to her and women green with jealousy. All these she did in viciousness to take down her lifetime enemy who ripped and turned her world upside down. Plotting her sweet great revenge, storming the city with her cruel and crazy acts, she was suddenly trapped in the web of the same oath she vowed not to break. Finding herself spelling the word LOVE seemed like a curse to her as she felt she will make the same horrible mistake that took the life she once had. Either she ruled and accomplished her revenge, or the city goes to ruin.

You ever die, wake up in some medieval fantasy shithole, and get shackled to a snarky-ass system that thinks it’s your babysitter? No? Lucky you. Name’s Nyx. Ex-street rat, full-time bastard. I died dirty and pissed off — now I’m alive again in a world where monsters roam, nobles play gods, and everyone thinks they’re better than me. Newsflash: they’re not. I’ve got a second chance. A twisted-ass system glued to my soul. Broken stats, buried rage, and no grand destiny — just blood, grit, and survival. They call this place a game? Fine. I’ll play. Just don’t whine when I start breaking the rules. This ain’t some heroic fairy tale. I’m not the chosen one. I’m just the crazy bastard who won't stay dead. The system’s a bitch... and so am I.

(The Queen And The Freak Sequel, BUT... Can be read in your comfort.) *** The hybrid mates, Blair and Pryce, have just woken up from sleeping and are surprised to know that thirty years have passed since the last time they were awake. Things were about to change in their lives as they had to cope with the things in the new era. Old-looking old friends and new people to meet, new ways of living, new schools, new status, new powers, new roles, new problems, and new almost everything. How can they survive if their new lives are about to be destroyed by old enemies?

At the age of 25 Elizabeth Micheal is assassinated to keep a company secret under wraps. When reincarnated into another world for seemingly no reason she seems to have no care in the world. Will she find her footing in the world and finally set a goal. Will she find out what happened back in her world. Will she be offered a way back. Or will everything fall further apart then it already is. With her temporary new name of snowy what changes will she make to the world and what purpose will they hold. We might just find out.

The International Climate Conference in Krakow will save the world from every known ecological disaster. The LSD (Luxembourg Spy Department) wants to help: they send Red, The Runner, to start this story with a BANG. But when Red completes his mission, he discovers that global warming is just a cosy campfire, compared with Scarlett's burning rage after being fired. Red tries to stay cool: "You deserve a better job. I'll help you." But Scarlett is not interested in finding a new job; she wants to find the criminal who made her lose the old one. All the terrible things in human history were done by men. Women are nice, warm, soft, friendly, kind, with a big mother's heart for everyone. When a woman like Scarlett wants revenge, there's nothing to be afraid of.

What's the point of love? Love is just a means for me to confuse men, and men are just tools for me to get to the top. Shouldn't I, who is so scheming and beautiful, have such wealth and status?

A woman Maya Kamila (25 years) who works in the Night World as a prostitute with high rates that not just any man can hire. Edgar Candra (27 years) a head of the mafia kingpin who is wanted by the police because he is suspected of having killed a member of the police on duty. They met in an equally tense situation. Maya runs away from her customer who has a piscopate soul and Edgar runs away from the police who want his death. "Hi!! what ... are you doing?" Maya shouted when Edgar's large body pressed her behind the thicket where he was hiding from the pursuit of Anton, her customer, who has a psychopathic spirit. "Shut up!! save me from the cop chase, and I'll save you!" Edgar whispered as he wiped Maya's moist lips with his breathless. Will the two of them fall in love with the events of that fateful and exciting night ?? How do the two of them face the chase of those who want their death ??

"Hai!! apaa...yang kamu lakukan?" Teriak Maya saat tubuh besar Edgar menindihnya di balik semak belukar tempat di mana dia bersembunyi dari kejaran Anton pelanggannya yang punya jiwa piskopat. "Diamlah!! selamatkan aku dari kejaran polisi-polisi itu, dan aku akan menyelamatkanmu!" Bisik Edgar seraya menyapu bersih bibir lembab Maya dengan nafasnya yang terengah-engah. Seorang wanita Maya Kamila (25 th) yang bekerja di Dunia malam sebagai seorang pelacur panggilan dengan tarif tinggi yang tidak sembarang orang laki-laki bisa menyewanya. Edgar Candra (27th) seorang kepala gembong mafia yang menjadi buronan polisi karena di duga telah membunuh anggota Polisi yang sedang bertugas. Mereka bertemu dalam situasi yang sama-sama menegangkan. Maya melarikan diri dari pelanggannya yang punya jiwa piskopat dan Edgar melarikan diri dari kejaran polisi yang menginginkan kematiannya. Akankah keduanya jatuh cinta dengan peristiwa malam yang naas dan menggairahkan itu?? Bagaimana keduanya menghadapi kejaran orang-orang yang menginginkan kematian mereka?? Ikuti kisah mereka di cerita novel Ini hingga akhir ya... Notes : Aku mengangkat lagu dari Iwan fals yang berjudul LONTEKU jadi sebuah cerita, jangan melihat dari judul Karena isinya akan mengangkat kisah dari Lagu itu.... yang tahu lagu ini pasti akan tahu Alur Ceritanya.... LAGU LONTEKU Hembusan angin malam waktu itu Bawa lari 'ku dalam dekapanmu Kau usap luka di sekujur tubuh ini "Sembunyilah sembunyi, " ucapmu Nampak jelas rasa takut di wajahmu Saat petugas datang mencariku Lonteku, terima kasih Atas pertolonganmu di malam itu Lonteku, dekat padaku Mari kita lanjutkan cerita hari esok Walau kita berjalan dalam dunia hitam Benih cinta tak pandang siapa Meski semua orang singkirkan kita Genggam tangan erat-erat Kita melangkah Lonteku, terima kasih Atas pertolonganmu di malam itu Lonteku, dekat padaku Mari kita lanjutkan cerita hari esok Walau kita berjalan dalam dunia hitam Benih cinta tak pandang siapa Meski semua orang…

“Sean, shut up with all your ‘I know’s . What of the things you don’t know? You know this, you know that. For God’s sake, you don’t fucking know anything!” By this time, I was hysterical “Audrey stop it. Your words hurt. You’re hurting me.” “ Good. Now you know how I’ve been feeling for the past two weeks. You never called, no text, nothing. You could’ve at least asked if everything went well with my brothers and mom but no, you ignored me and now you want to undo? Pffft! How pathetic can human beings become?” I let out an airy chuckle. “ I’m sorry. I’ll call you another time but remember I’ll not give up on us. “Tiny problem. There’s no ‘us’.” “Good luck with the fight. Kick some butts cause that’s what you do.” “ I don’t need your motivation.” I said icily even though deep down, I was happy he knows me so well. I was happy he apologized and most of all, I was happy he called but I had to play hard to get. What’s the fun in giving on early anyway? Love may be blind but not foolish.