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[WARNING: There will be Mature Scenes in this book] Life was hard enough when she lost her mother. When her father got married, life was even harder. Sofia was bullied and often went to sleep with an empty stomach. When her father died, she was thrown away by her stepmother. No money. No friends. Nothing. All she had was her tenacity to live. She scavenged for food. She learned how to pickpocket and she learned not to trust anyone's word. Until she was kidnapped and brought to a place she had no idea of. If she wanted to get out, she needed to fight. She needed to kill. She needed to persevere and not make friends. "Emotions are your biggest hurdle. Learn to lock your feelings away." At the age of ten, she made her first kill. She learned all sorts of things in order to survive this cruel world. And when she reached the legal age, she became the heir to the mafia king. "Drunk driving isn't allowed. Give me your license!" Officer Hughes told Sofia who was still muddle-headed after hitting her car on a lamp post. "How about you give me your number?" Sofia retorted. Her red and smiling lips were hauntingly beautiful, seducing him to give in to her. "Ma'am, you don't need to seduce me. I won't fall for your tricks." Even with blood rolling on her face, Sofia wasn't the least bit bothered. It's nothing to her. "Let me send you to the hospital first." Officer Hughes offered as he tried opening the door of her car. "Just kiss my wound and it will be fine." 'The impact has damaged her brain cells. She's going crazy. I need to bring her to the hospital soon.' Unknowingly, he stepped into the trap that Sofia laid specially for him. Now that she caught her prey, she would never let him go again. Cover isn't mine. It's edited by a friend. From Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Admiral Graf Spee, December 13, 1939, off Montevideo, wounded and scuttled; Bismarck, May 27, 1941, 400 nautical miles west of Brest, sunk in battle; Scharnhorst, December 26, 1943, off the North Cape of Norway, sunk in battle; Tirpitz, November 12, 1944, Langanes Bay, Trondheim Harbor, capsized after being hit by British Tallboy bombs; Gneisenau, March 23, 1945, Gotenhafen Harbor, scuttled; Admiral Scheer, April 9, 1945, sunk in Kiel Harbor during a British air raid; Lützow, May 4, 1945, near Swinemünde, scuttled; At the end of the war, only the forlorn Prinz Eugen was docked at a pier in Copenhagen. A young time traveler attempted to change all this, unaware of the myriad hardships ahead on his journey... Confronting history, learning from it! ... American Mahan said: A country cannot simultaneously develop its land power and sea power. The Queen of England said: At sea, I am the boss. The German leader said: We can end the war with just the army and air force. The Americans laughed, for they had become the sole victors of the war. All had become history, but the appearance of a young time traveler caused a new shoot to grow on the Tree of Time. He changed the fate of the Third Reich's downfall, ushering in a new era of naval power...

Dr. Amy Micheals decides to leave the city and her successful career behind and join the Navy. She is enlisted on the Navy ship of Captain Zac Brown who will soon find, that he cannot live without Amy. They take a ride through the rough waters of the sea and the war they find themselves in. Will their love be able to survive all the obstacles they have to go through? Come and join me on their journey to true love.

Before you start to read this book you have to read "My Navy Seal" as "My Navy Seal II" is a sequel to that book. He is her one true love and she is a breath of fresh air. Will their love prevail after everything they have gone through? Will they grow closer or further apart? ...You turn and see a man like no other, his black hair falls perfectly in place and his piercing blue eyes meet yours. Every muscle in his body sings in perfect harmony as he moves. ...He gives you a cocky smile and slowly removes his shirt. You knew that the man before you was well built but this is a ridiculously, breath-stealing, indefinable masterpiece sitting in front of you. You're trying to regain some sort of respectability around him but you can't control the flush shifting inside the very foundation of your being. You swallow visibly. He sees your blush shining like a beacon for all to see. His cocky smile returns on his face and he knows what he's doing to you... ....You watch the urgency that is written across Nick's face and then again after talking to the soldier. He turns to you and holds your hand. You know that you are in big trouble now because he risked holding your hand in front of other soldiers. "What is it, Nick? Do not fool around just tell me I can take it" "Just…do not be afraid. Just, trust that I have this?" "I do…I trust you with my life..." ...You stare over the ocean and an unfamiliar calmness comes over you. You for the first time you feel that you have to be here, that this is where you belong. You've always wondered if you made the right choice and this feeling right here confirms what you've been thinking all this time. This is your home now....

...You turn and see a man like no other, his black hair falls perfectly in place and his piercing blue eyes meet yours. Every muscle in his body sings in perfect harmony as he moves. ...He gives you a cocky smile and slowly removes his shirt. You knew that the man before you was well built but this is a ridiculously, breath-stealing, indefinable masterpiece sitting in front of you. You're trying to regain some sort of respectability around him but you can't control the flush shifting inside the very foundation of your being. You swallow visibly. He sees your blush shining like a beacon for all to see. His cocky smile returns on his face and he knows what he's doing to you... ....You open the door and the smell of the ocean fills your senses. You feel the wind through your hair and the unmistakable stickiness that comes with the sea air. You walk on the deck to the side of the ship. The moonlight is playing on the dark ocean in front of you. It's a warm summer night. You hear the waves crashing against the ship. You take a deep breath of the fresh ocean air. You stare at the ocean and an unfamiliar calmness comes over you. You feel for the first time that you have to be here, that this is where you belong. You've always wondered if you made the right choice and this feeling right here confirms what you've been thinking all this time. This is your home now....

It was a night she'd never forget... two strangers coming together in a moment of intense desire. But now sheltered Hannah Raymond is expecting the child of a rugged naval seaman she thought she'd never see again. Riley Murdock has been searching for Hannah for months - ever since that soul-shaking night of passion. Now fate has reunited them. Determined to give his child the chance he never had, Riley marries Hannah.They've created the miracle of life together, but is that enough to spark love?

An ancient chinese princess sacrificed herself for her kingdom. She transmigrated into the body of a village girl. She met skye X who was a friendly and lively person as he became her tutor. What happens when she meets him again five years later and he became a cold, ruthless ceo. Will he allow her to melt his heart or will he push her away because of an incident that happened to him, which caused him to hate women. The cover doesn't belong to me. I just edited it, all the credit goes to the wonderful artist

“You know what I don’t understand.. how some of the greatest Love stories always end in some type of horrific tragedy.. why can’t love start and end with love? Why must there always be some type of price to pay.” Shinah angrily threw a piece of tree bark on the ground angrily. Little ShiiShii leaned forward wrapping his arm around the girls waist pulling her into his embrace. She felt his warm breath against her neck as he sighed. “No matter ones age, one can always relate to pain on some level… that’s what makes it so overwhelming, you see most people will casually reminisce moments of happiness associated with love… but will never forget pain. A love lost in tragedy is always brutal … but brilliant.” He wrapped a thick blanket around Shinah and leaned back against the tree pulling her into a comfortable position against his chest. “Stop thinking about them and get some rest we have to escape this region before summer arrives.” He played with a lock of her hair absentmindedly lulling her to sleep.

Jiyon, an ordinary office worker, falls asleep after finishing her favorite web novel, “The Trapped White Flower”—and wakes up in the body of Velvet Welton, the cold-hearted villainess destined to die at the hands of the crown prince. But Jiyon has no intention of dying for someone else’s plot. Armed with knowledge of the original story, she’s determined to escape her tragic fate. Whether it means sneaking into mines, cutting secret deals, or mastering forbidden magic, Velvet will do whatever it takes to survive. All she wants is a quiet life. But in a world built on secrets and bloodlines, nothing stays simple for long. Especially when the second prince starts to go off-script.

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!