kat the ultimatum

Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start Yıl 2052'de, A Ülkesi'ndeki maden işçileri yanlışlıkla dipsiz bir çukuru kazmışlardır. Yeraltından tuhaf görünümlü yaratıklar kaçmış ve çok sayıda sivil can kaybına neden olmuştur. Uçurum Geçidi açılmıştır! Gökyüzünde ayrıca on devasa Altın Sıralama Listesi belirmiştir. Bu garip fenomen tüm dünyayı kaosa sürüklemiştir. Altın Sıralama Listeleri, dünyanın iradesinden evrimleşmiştir. Altın Sıralama Listelerinde sıralanan kişiler ilahi fırsatlar elde edecektir; sıralama ne kadar yüksek olursa, ödüller o kadar büyük olacaktır. Bir Sıralama Listesinde ilk sırada yer alan kişi, listenin tek ilahi-seviye ödülünü alacaktır! Bu noktadan itibaren, insanlığın kaderi tamamen değişecektir! Chu Feng, 2052 yılında uyanarak koltuktan sıçrar ve nefes nefese kalır. Hâlâ 'iyi' yeminli Ağabey Lin Yi'nin uzun kılıcının kalbini deldiği o soğuk hissi hissedebilmektedir. "Ben.....ölmedim mi?" Kısa sürede 10 yıl geriye, geçmişe yeniden doğduğunu fark eder! Sınav henüz gelmemiştir; trajedilerin hiçbiri henüz yaşanmamıştır! Gelecek 10 yılda neler olacağını biliyor! Şimdi Ağabey'in fırsatlarını ele geçirmeli, intikamını almalıdır! Uçurum'un istilasından önce mümkün olan en kısa sürede tüm fırsatları ele geçirmeli, Altın Sıralama Listelerine yükselmeli ve tüm ilahi-seviye ödülleri elde etmelidir! Daha da güçlü olmalıdır!

Kit and Kat are childhood friends growing up in the United States of Arizona, a state not historically known for embracing other cultures. Will their friendship survive? Or will Kit be pulled back into his white washed world while Kat gets pulled into her safety by numbers Latino neighborhood.

First installment the in Southern Nights Series. Kathryn came off of the break up with Alex unsure of who she is anymore. Time has passed, Alex goes on a down hill spiral after losing her. Enter Nathan Hail. Her ex boyfriends best friend. He is the perfect guy always calm and collected but deep down he's constantly fighting a war within himself. Nathan sees Kathryn as the ultimate prize over his best friend and Kathryn was filling an empty void. This twisted romance will take you on an emotional rollercoaster. Will love conquer all? Can Alex win her back? Search Book Two Solace already in progress

You belong to me.... Your body... Your soul... I'll enjoy planting my seed in you again.... and again" he whispered, his teeth grazing lightly on my neck. How did I get myself into this situation, was there no way out? Falling in love wasn’t part of Amira ’s temporary job description. Nor, initially, was being asked by billionaire CEO Lucas Wellington to become an egg donor and surrogate for his infertile wife. All Amira wants to do is help, but is she setting herself up for heartbreak in the process?

Elara Quinn has spent the past year scraping together what’s left of her life after her sister Celine’s mysterious accident left her in a coma. When billionaire Caelum Blackthorn offers Elara a deal—marry him for one year in exchange for the truth about what happened—she thinks it’s manipulation. Until a note signed “CB” appears on her sister’s hospital bed. Thrust into a world of power games, surveillance, and secrets buried under corporate empires, Elara enters a glass cage of control, lies, and dark attraction. As she starts unraveling the truth, she discovers her sister wasn’t a victim—she was a player in a deadly trial that started long before Elara entered the game. And the deeper she goes, the more Elara realizes: the only way out... is through him.

“You don’t deserve the Moretti name,” my mother, Isabella, had snarled, her eyes glinting like poison in the firelight. “If you can’t support your sister, Chloe, the heir, then get out.” I should have seen it coming. In the Moretti family, family is everything—unless you’re me. Alessia Moretti, the disappointment. While my beloved sister, Chloe, got the love, the title, and even the loyalty of my fiancé, Nico, I got an engagement party with no guests. Not even the man who’d sworn he’d always be mine showed up. That night, I ran. Now, I’ve carved out a new life for myself with an Eastern European crew, where bullets settle every argument. I learned to count cash, to kill, and to make men twice my size back down with a single glare. But when a message arrives that Chloe is on the verge of death, the family demands my return. “Come home, Alessia,” my father, Lorenzo, the Don of the Moretti family, had crackled over the phone. “Your sister needs you.” I almost laughed. After everything they’d done? But this time, I wasn’t the weak principessa they’d cast aside.

Everyone claims that Scott Kennedy, the youthful successor to one of California's most prominent families, wed a simpleton. Regrettably, I'm the alleged simpleton they can't cease discussing. I never truly grasped the concept of "first love" until someone remarked, "Scott's first love is his soulmate. And you? You're merely the simpleton he was compelled to marry." I couldn't contain myself. I crumbled, sobbing uncontrollably and collapsing to the ground like a child throwing a fit. For truly, what other recourse did I have? I am a simpleton—or at least that's all anyone appears to believe. Yet even after all that, he still brought her back. "You're so innocent and good-natured," he said, almost beseeching as if requesting a favor. "Please, allow her to stay. Alright?" Everyone labels me a simpleton, but even a simpleton like me comprehends one basic truth—my spouse is supposed to be mine alone. If Scott begins falling for another, then... I no longer want him.

Saya cari orang.

"Du verdienst den Namen Moretti nicht", hatte meine Mutter, Isabella, gezischt, ihre Augen glänzten wie Gift im Feuerschein. "Wenn du deine Schwester Chloe, die Erbin, nicht unterstützen kannst, dann verschwinde." Ich hätte es kommen sehen müssen. In der Familie Moretti ist Familie alles – es sei denn, du bist ich. Alessia Moretti, die Enttäuschung. Während meine geliebte Schwester Chloe die Liebe, den Titel und sogar die Loyalität meines Verlobten Nico bekam, erhielt ich eine Verlobungsfeier ohne Gäste. Nicht einmal der Mann, der geschworen hatte, immer der Meine zu sein, tauchte auf. In dieser Nacht floh ich. Jetzt habe ich mir ein neues Leben mit einer osteuropäischen Crew aufgebaut, wo Kugeln jeden Streit beilegen. Ich lernte Bargeld zu zählen, zu töten und Männer, die doppelt so groß sind wie ich, mit einem einzigen Blick zurückweichen zu lassen. Aber als eine Nachricht eintrifft, dass Chloe am Rande des Todes steht, verlangt die Familie meine Rückkehr. "Komm nach Hause, Alessia", hatte mein Vater Lorenzo, der Don der Familie Moretti, am Telefon geknirscht. "Deine Schwester braucht dich." Ich hätte fast gelacht. Nach allem, was sie getan hatten? Aber diesmal war ich nicht mehr die schwache Principessa, die sie beiseitegeschoben hatten.

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?