michael b jordan

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Raven isn’t just an ordinary supernatural being to everyone who knew about her, but for those who held her captive, she was nothing. Her enemies are safe as long as they seal her memories and feed her with false recollections. Raven would have gotten contented living with her pack if only fate didn’t intervene. With a mate hoping to be with her again, people who need her most, and an ancient and new war brewing on the horizon, Raven must choose. Is it love over death or death over fate?

The story begins with an officer who strongly believes in justice, is sent on a secret mission to gather information about a mafia group and bring them in. He takes on the quest with no doubt in mind and he is drawn deeper into the world of violence, betrayal, and revenge with little knowledge about the after effect. Under the excuse of 'aiding the citizens', he ends up at a crossroad where he is forced to choose between his role as an officer and the feelings in his heart.

Michael is just your average guy who used to work as a successful bartender before an incident messed it all up. He helps Alexandria Alexia Demonte one of The Four Queens and in doing so he becomes involved in something far bigger than he ever thought possible when he was living his mundane life. He will learn about The Four Queens, there past and there secret as Michael becomes closer to them and they to him before starting a relationship that if found out will turn the world upside down because of the power The Four Queens hold. Book will contain Yuri though the chapters will have a warning for those who don't like this gene so they can skip. Release schedule of 2 chapters per day. This is my first novel so please go easy on me :) Grammar is improving with each chapter *Artwork is not mine*

A small yet significant society brought forth the story of Emberline. A con who has managed to secure herself as a nurse despite having nothing to qualify. And of Nicholas Vials, a well-groomed and slightly cheery boy who has vowed to uncover the mystery of his brother's gruesome murder. A search that leads a revolution in the streets of Curida. Soon, during his on going search, he grows up in deep love for Emberline. But love is easy to declare, and heavy to portray. And this love for each other is tested in every way because there are many to oppose this affair. As Nicholas embarks on the journey to find his brother's killer, Emberline finds herself lost and she comes across Baldwin, who is willing to do anything to protect himself and those he loves. A distance, no matter how many fortnights away, can never keep their attachment at bay, so only with resentment, are they kept away. And by conflict only, do we see their lives entangled again. A story that exists due to the fear of detachment, abandonment, and heartbreak. All of which are rooted in both fanciers. And all those who are brought together by this romance. ... Emberline lay still, her eyes widened in fear as he held her hand, gently caressing her palm. "I love your hands, whenever I touch them, I am reminded of my lifetime of victories" he paused, looking back to Emberline. "I adore your smile, it makes me believe I can make you happy," Emberline was visibly distressed, her eyes threatening to flood, "And I am mesmerized by your eyes," she stifled a cry as he passed her a gentle smile. It wasn't filled with his usual warmth, which was stiff and lazy. His smile was rather ominous, unsettling and lacked the charm she lived by. "But that is all I love about you," he said, his daunting declaration left a dent in her memory that she knew she couldn't forget, a cold ran down her spine as she gazed back at the man who once said he couldn't live a day without her.

After an unprecedented event in 2018, the destruction of the metropolitan city Shine-A, the world of sorcery was brought to light. For hundreds of years. sorcerers manage to exist in the shadow, but no longer. Daniel Fash, a fifteen year old boy who's enrolling at Core Intelligence High, a school of sorcerers. He has just recently awoken his powers and now trying to control his newfound powers to defeat a great evil who soughts to destroy all.

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.

"I hate him as much as I love him. This is toxic but I want it" _Unknown Lan is a nerd whose whole life has been centered on three things, school, his best friend and his mom. He had a simple life troubled with an annoying brother and his bullies of friends but that was his life and he loved it. Caged in a world of simplicity and bliss, lan's world began falling to pieces when Damon Salvatore came to town. A jock who wasn't only sarcastic but knows what he wants and goes after it. ***** I have never been stunned by a man before but right now, I am. "Hey...you can snap a picture you know,lasts longer" The handsome stranger grinned. I could feel my cheeks become hot. What the hell was I doing? I probably look like a pervert. "W-what rubbish are you sprouting,I wasn't looking at you" I replied hoping to repair the damage. "If you say so" He chuckled. "The name's Damon, and you are?"He asked stretching his hand towards me.

"Come clean up the body," the towering Alpha huffed into his phone, tossing a sharp glance at the bed. Levi blinked. He was apparently the said 'body.' In his past life, Levi was 'Slime,' a legendary assassin known to topple governments. Now? He had transmigrated into the body of a delicate Omega who had literally been fucked to death by a monstrous Type B Alpha. Type B Alphas were rare, lethal, and overwhelmingly dominant. The original host died mid-climax. Now, the Alpha believes he has found his fated soulmate. He has no idea that the 'fragile' Omega in his bed is a retired killer calculating his exit strategy. ***[Snippet] Levi quickly shut his eyes when the Alpha tossed the phone on the bed and walked naked to the bathroom. Peeping through his lashes, Levi wondered what would happen now. He had woken up in this body during the intense climax, right when the bulky Alpha was biting his neck. Fuck, that was hot.

After hitting the game-winner in the NCAA Finals, Michael Schmidt dies on the court—his heart finally giving out. But he wakes up in 2009, 14 years old, healthy… and 6'9". Given a second chance and a Michael Jordan Template System, he must grind to unlock greatness—one percent at a time. No heart condition. No excuses. Just pure domination. From high school gyms to NCAA arenas, he’s not here to follow Jordan’s path— He’s here to surpass it. Dont have an editor so i get AI to do it (only to fix grammer mistakes though)