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Orson, a disgraced former eSports champion, finds himself reborn on the opening day of Infinite Dimensions, a hyper-realistic virtual reality game that secretly doubles as humanity’s last line of defense against alien forces. Armed with memories of the future and a god-tier talent that grants him infinite range with every monster slain, Orson is no ordinary mage—he’s a walking artillery unit, capable of taking down bosses from miles away. Determined to rewrite his tragic past, protect those he failed, and rise to the top, Orson dives into the game with one goal: to turn his newfound powers into unstoppable strength. But as he grows stronger, enemies emerge, and the countdown to reality and the virtual world merging looms closer. Can Orson secure his place as the ultimate long-range mage and survive the deadly trials that await? In Infinite Range: The Sniper Mage, the only limit is how far he’s willing to shoot.

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge. Other Novels: Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Part Of Your World (Completed) Dancing with Monsters (Completed) As Silent As A Mouse (Completed) Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse Novel (Completed) The Witch In The Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis (Ongoing) Seraphina's Revenge (Ongoing)

Sie sagen, sie ist ein Monster. Ein Mythos. Ein Dämon in menschlicher Haut. Sie nennen sie die Hexe im Wald. Sie hätten sie eine Warnung nennen sollen. Hazel-Anne Davis wurde im Spielplatz des Teufels für das Ende der Welt aufgezogen—teils Mensch, teils Dämon, vollständige Überlebenskünstlerin und absolut fertig mit allem. Als sie im sterbenden Körper eines Kindes in einer fremden Welt aufwacht, weint oder panikt sie nicht. Sie baut. Sie tötet. Sie überlebt. Die Berge werden ihr Zuhause, und sie wird zum Albtraum, über den in betrunkenen Tavernen und verängstigten Kriegsräten geflüstert wird. Keine Armee kehrt jemals zurück. Kein Eindringling überlebt. Bis sie ihnen begegnete. Von ihrem Berg verschleppt, betäubt und in einem Koffer wie eine barbarische Trophäe gefesselt, wird Hazel-Anne in das glitzernde Gefängnis des königlichen Hofes gezwungen—ein Ort, an dem sich Dolche hinter Fächern verbergen, Gift in Porzellanschalen gegossen wird und von Frauen Gehorsam erwartet wird, die ihren Platz kennen sollten. Hazel kennt ihren Platz nicht. Und wenn doch, weigert sie sich, dort zu bleiben. Fünf mächtige Männer—jeder auf seine Art gefährlich—sind dabei zu lernen, dass die "Hexe", die sie gestohlen haben, keine Wilde ist. Sie ist klüger als sie. Tödlicher als ihre schlimmsten Feinde. Und sie hat keine Lust mehr, nach den Regeln anderer zu spielen. Jetzt müssen sie alle—der vernarbte Kriegerprinz, der geniale Kronprinz, der dämonenäugige General, der Assassine im Schatten und der in Seide und Lügen gehüllte Händler—entscheiden: Werden sie versuchen, sie zu kontrollieren? Oder werden sie vor dem Sturm knien, den sie entfesselt haben? So oder so, am Ende des Tages wird die Hexe ihre Rache bekommen.

Dicen que es un monstruo. Un mito. Un demonio envuelto en piel humana. La llaman la Bruja del Bosque. Deberían haberla llamado una advertencia. Hazel-Anne Davis fue criada en El Patio del Diablo para el fin del mundo—parte humana, parte demonio, completa superviviente, y absolutamente harta de todo. Cuando despierta en el cuerpo moribundo de una niña en un mundo extraño, no llora ni entra en pánico. Construye. Mata. Sobrevive. Las montañas se convierten en su hogar, y ella se convierte en la pesadilla susurrada en tabernas ebrias y consejos de guerra atemorizados. Ningún ejército jamás regresa. Ningún intruso vive. Hasta que los conoció a ellos. Arrastrada de su montaña, drogada y atada en un baúl como algún trofeo bárbaro, Hazel-Anne es forzada a entrar en la resplandeciente prisión de la corte real—un lugar donde las dagas se esconden detrás de abanicos, el veneno se vierte en tazas de porcelana, y se espera obediencia de mujeres que deberían conocer su lugar. Hazel no conoce su lugar. Y si lo conoce, se niega a quedarse en él. Cinco hombres poderosos—cada uno peligroso a su manera—están a punto de aprender que la "bruja" que robaron no es ninguna salvaje. Es más inteligente que ellos. Más letal que sus peores enemigos. Y ha terminado de jugar según las reglas de cualquiera. Ahora todos ellos—el príncipe guerrero con cicatrices, el genio Príncipe Heredero, el general de ojos demoníacos, el asesino en las sombras, y el mercader envuelto en seda y mentiras—tendrán que decidir: ¿Intentarán controlarla? ¿O se arrodillarán ante la tormenta que han desatado? De cualquier manera, al final del día, la Bruja tendrá su venganza.

Ils disent qu'elle est un monstre. Un mythe. Un démon enveloppé dans une peau humaine. Ils l'appellent la Sorcière des Bois. Ils auraient dû l'appeler un avertissement. Hazel-Anne Davis a été élevée dans le Terrain de Jeu du Diable pour la fin du monde—mi-humaine, mi-démon, survivante accomplie, et absolument lasse de tout. Quand elle se réveille dans le corps mourant d'un enfant dans un monde étranger, elle ne pleure pas et ne panique pas. Elle construit. Elle tue. Elle survit. Les montagnes deviennent sa maison, et elle devient le cauchemar dont on chuchote dans les tavernes ivres et les conseils de guerre effrayés. Aucune armée ne revient jamais. Aucun intrus ne survit. Jusqu'à ce qu'elle les rencontre. Arrachée de sa montagne, droguée et ligotée dans un coffre comme un trophée barbare, Hazel-Anne est forcée d'entrer dans la prison étincelante de la cour royale—un lieu où les poignards se cachent derrière les éventails, où le poison est versé dans des tasses en porcelaine, et où l'obéissance est attendue des femmes qui devraient connaître leur place. Hazel ne connaît pas sa place. Et si elle la connaît, elle refuse d'y rester. Cinq hommes puissants—chacun dangereux à sa manière—sont sur le point d'apprendre que la "sorcière" qu'ils ont volée n'est pas une sauvage. Elle est plus intelligente qu'eux. Plus mortelle que leurs pires ennemis. Et elle en a fini de jouer selon les règles de quiconque. Maintenant, ils devront tous—le prince guerrier balafré, le Prince Héritier génie, le général aux yeux de démon, l'assassin dans l'ombre, et le marchand enveloppé de soie et de mensonges—décider : Vont-ils essayer de la contrôler ? Ou s'agenouilleront-ils devant la tempête qu'ils ont déchaînée ? Quoi qu'il en soit, à la fin de la journée, la Sorcière aura sa vengeance.

Vivian I don't care about love. I don't believe in love. I don't do relationships or consider marriage. I get the hit of my life with my parents killed in a car accident leaving me behind with my 18-year-old baby bro. He's eleven years younger than me. I have a secret life which might be the reason for my parents' deaths. By day, I'm 29-year-old, good for nothing, lazy, Vivian Doreen. By night? Yeah, well.... That's another, crazy, story.... Upon my parents' deadly accident, my baby bro tells me that I'm a collateral in a 10 million dollars investment contract my folks signed with some billionaire. If not paid, I need to marry his billionaire son. Like, really?! No way.... I don't even consider that, though it does give me a shock to even hear SUCH A NONSENSE! David MY FATHER IS OUT OF HIS MIND! Me?! To marry someone?! What?! I don't love someone but marry! However, my lunatic dad has a last letter my mom left for me just before she died.... He's used that letter to become what I am today and exceed the level he was and is. I did that. Now? For him to give it to me? When I'm 27? Waiting for that letter since I was eleven? I HAVE TO MARRY THE ONE HE WANTS ME TO! He said that since then. Marrying someone he wants is the final condition to finally hand me the letter.... I'M GOING NUTS! NO WAY I'LL MARRY! Or will I? One thing is for sure. WAR IS COMING! SHE'LL BE MY WIFE ON PAPERS ONLY! The rest? No way.... Nope. I don't even know her! Not that it is important.... I WON'T MARRY! At the will reading for Vivian and her little brother upon their parents' deaths, next on the list, the lawyer has the investment contract. David and his dad come in and the War of Love BEGINS! None is wanting, and both are crazy. But what happens next? Let's just say that David has a switch on everything inside.... War is on though.... War Love is the first book in the Shooting a Hot Billionaire series.

In the small town of Eloria, Ava Elara longs for a life greater than the narrow streets and quiet routines she’s always known. Her dreams of adventure and meaning seem as unreachable as the stars, until one fateful night changes everything. When Ava encounters Prince Kael Timur, heir to the Celestial Throne, she has no idea her life is about to be rewritten. Disguised and wounded after a clash with raiders, Kael is struck not just by Ava’s kindness but by the spark of spirit in her eyes. Their meeting sets into motion a bond that defies the laws of Kael’s kingdom and the rigid traditions of bloodlines and thrones. For Kael, Ava is freedom; for Ava, Kael is the embodiment of her wildest dream. But love in the Celestial Court is no fairy tale. When Kael dares to bring Ava into his world, she is thrust into banquets, intrigues, and trials designed to humiliate her. Nobles whisper, enemies sharpen their schemes, and Kael risks everything to defend her place at his side. Against this backdrop of suspicion and rivalry, Ava discovers something extraordinary about herself: a hidden power known as the ember, a legacy from her mother’s royal bloodline long thought lost. This ember makes her both valuable and dangerous, a light that could either save the realm or reduce it to ash. Lurking in the shadows is Lord Draven, a figure of fire and darkness, neither mortal nor entirely spirit. Draven hungers for Ava’s power, seeking to twist the ember to his own ends. He invades her dreams, tempts her with visions, and sows unrest across the kingdom. With every step Ava takes toward Kael, Draven draws nearer, determined to claim her light for himself. As her love for Kael deepens, Ava’s strength grows. She learns to walk with dignity among those who scorn her, to wield her ember not as a curse but as a gift, and to rise above the weight of fear. But every victory comes with sacrifice. Kael must stand against his court and tradition, risking his crown for the woman he loves, while Ava must decide whether she is willing to embrace the destiny that comes with her power. Together, they face a choice: surrender to the fate carved by ancient laws and shadows, or forge a new one, no matter the cost. Their love becomes more than personal, it becomes the kingdom’s greatest hope. The battle with Draven culminates in a test not of armies but of hearts. Trapped in illusions meant to break her, Ava must decide if she will bend to fear or stand in the light of the love that has carried her this far. By choosing Kael, by choosing courage, she turns her ember into a blazing force that repels the darkness. Though Draven is not destroyed, he is cast back, weakened, and Ava emerges not as the simple girl she once was, but as the woman destined to be queen. The story closes beneath a sky streaked with shooting stars. Ava, once the dreamer yearning for more, has become Kael’s equal, his partner, his queen. For though shadows linger on the horizon, their love burns brighter than fear, brighter than fate itself. Be My Shooting Star is a sweeping fantasy romance about courage, transformation, and the power of a love that dares to defy destiny. It is the story of a girl who becomes more than she ever dreamed, and a prince who discovers that true strength lies not in crowns or armies, but in choosing love, even when the stars say otherwise.

It's the year 3045 and the entire world is shrouded in a deadly fog. To escape its grasp, people flocked to New York where the fog couldn't penetrate. Unbeknownst to them, a sinister presence lurked in the once bustling city. In this morally grey society, cunning, influence, and aspirations dictate this shattered world. With a diverse group of characters each pursuing their own ambitions, there is a variety of personalities to connect with as their narratives unravel, leading to an inevitable conclusion.

"Listen my friend listen my Peer. The Nights unknown so much to learn. The gift of gods will guide our path. Their Torch of fire, Infinite Light." This is a book of mysteries. A book of Infinite possibilities. To whom do I owe this pleasantry? I have no idea. The story need must be told as the suspense flows. My dear readers beware. Once you're in deep into this, There's no turning back. Join in this once-in-a lifetime event as you walk this path of no return. The story unfolds as we thought it would, until you realize not even I have control of what goes on here. I am but a mediator between two worlds. A narrator of possibilities yet unknown. I am a slave to The Voices Of T°R°A°N°C°E. Delusional? Of course not. Realistic? Not a chance. All you need know is that it never ends. The Characters, the Arcs, the story line, the plot and setting. I can't guarantee you a hundred percent literality but I can assure you of four things. Come, take with you a sip of suspense, a tablespoon of unending adrenaline rush, a large slice of unmatched plot, and a pinch of development of your favorite Characters. I wouldn't want to do so but the voices in my head keeps telling me to and therefore I must leave. There shall be no spoilers! Come along into this world of my making The Beautiful World Of T°R°A°N°C°E.

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!