nile monitor

Quinton Mann is CIA through and through. Mark Vincent is WBIS for life. There is no way they could end up as anything other than adversaries -- and yet, Quinn takes Mark out to dinner on his birthday -- the one no one is supposed to know about -- and gives him one hell of a present in the restaurant's restroom. Mark, not to be outdone, has decided to escalate this game, because it has to be a game, right? There's no way it can be anything else.<br><br>But as the game continues, as Quinn shows up to a WBIS funeral, as a friend of Mark’s penetrates the CIA computer network to get information on Quinn, as Mark breaks into Quinn's house and gives Quinn a very interesting encounter, both Quinn and Mark realize that this is becoming the most real thing in their lives.<br><br>Can they find a way to do their jobs and keep this surprising, intriguing connection?

Oh? Another lone wanderer amongst the wastes? Come then friend, sit by the fire and warm thyself. What's that traveller? You ask of my tale? Well, I would not say that my tale is spectacular, but I would recount it to the best of my voice. I served alongside many of my kin, with the insignia of death baring bright menacing on my chestpiece, we were kin in both blood and battle, serving under the banner of a grand lord. He taught us of doubt, of reasoning, of the hatred of the divine. He taught us that should something ever happen to him, that we must not seek what occurred. I jest! He did not speak of the last, he simply groans and lives as he pleases. But he made sure we hated the divine, after all, they birthed us imperfect, but for what reason you ask? I know not myself fellow wanderer, but we banded together under mechanical and physical strength and won! Glorious is it not? Aye, our lord had taught us well, and we shed our roots for the sanctity of greater pastures. He led us, and I don't truly believe that he'd left us, but those are but ramblings of mine friend. Ah, you're leaving so soon? Are you not comforted by the tales and flame? I understand, what was buried should stay buried, but this one was never buried. This tale, is of a master that needed to have flesh, one that both embraced it and chose to it be disgraced. This is the tale, of what he would call himself to be, a "Monitor". ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Good day to you all! This is my first book that I've decided to write that isn't a fanfic. Rest assured this is going to be a learning experience for both you and me. I hope you enjoy and I'll be fine with constructive criticism that is valid, if you spam those " good good good good" stuff, I will delete them. This is the second addition to this work. It will be dark, just like TMT, BUT I will not hold back any bars. The deepest and darkest recesses of both yours and my minds will be bare open for keeping this work dark as hell. We will rip asunder a world bit by bit by bit. Perhaps we may even become desensitized to the madness. (A note, I have no fully decided on an upload schedule, and you shouldn't listen to the note on the second chapter(whenever it may come out) and yes, I will somewhat make the chapters longer, but my main focus is my fic for the time being. So yeah) (Newer Note! It's gonna be a weekly upload, so don't worry. Also I don't really have plans for a ko-fi or anything yet, and I will not put this work in a paywall, it doesn't deserve that, it's not exactly great.)

She was meant to drown. Instead, she was reborn. The Nile’s forsaken bride escapes her sacrifice only to fall into the hands of a god’s son—a creature of shadows and fire who needs her defiance to ignite his war against the underworld. Together, they will unmake the gods.

She was meant to drown. Instead, she was reborn. The Nile’s forsaken bride escapes her sacrifice only to fall into the hands of a god’s son—a creature of shadows and fire who needs her defiance to ignite his war against the underworld. Together, they will unmake the gods.

A deadly plague ravages Upper Egypt, and whispers of a curse fueled by dark magic spread across the land. The Pharaoh's elite squad, led by the steadfast Khalid, is dispatched to find and destroy its source. Among them is Ziya al-Fayoum, a skilled healer with a dangerous secret—she is a former dark magician, hiding her true identity to avoid execution. As the squad tracks the curse to ancient ruins, Ziya must use her knowledge of magic to stop it, while concealing her past. But Hassan, the squad’s perceptive spy, begins to suspect she’s hiding something—and he’s closer to the truth than she’s willing to admit. With enemies closing in and time running out, Ziya faces a harrowing choice: confront the dark forces threatening Egypt or risk exposing herself and losing everything. Curse of the Dark Nile: is a tale of magic, deception, and survival in a world where the past may be the only hope for the future.

Death on the Nile is a book of detective fiction by British writer Agatha Christie, first published in the UK by the Collins Crime Club on 1 November 1937 and in the US by Dodd, Mead and Company the following year. The full length novel was preceded (1937) by a short story with the same title, but with Parker Pyne as the detective. The details of the short story's plot are substantially different, though the settings and some of the characters are very similar. The book features the Belgian detective Hercule Poirot. The action takes place in Egypt, mostly on the Nile River.

Ben Katongole has mastered the art of being invisible in the last three years at St. Jude's Secondary School. A scholarship boy from rural Masaka, he understands his station: head down, grades up, and never, ever draw attention to himself. But when he falls in love with Sheila Nalwanga-the bold, beautiful girl who makes his heart sing whenever she takes the stage in chapel-his carefully constructed safe world shatters in one humiliating moment. Mark Okello, the school bully who is wealthy and regards Sheila as his territory, steals the letter and reads it aloud to the whole school. Ben does what he has always done when faced with a fight: he flees. But Sheila surprises him. She offers him a second chance rather than mockery. Where he anticipates judgment, she sees beyond the cowardice of the intelligent, sweet boy within. As they carry on their clandestine romance in stolen moments and secret places, Ben is compelled to ask himself the question that has haunted him his entire life: can a boy who always runs ever learn to stand and fight? When Mark launches a ruthless campaign to destroy them-outing Ben's family's poverty, playing on Sheila's pride, and making their love the school's scandal-Ben must make an impossible choice. He can protect his scholarship and his family's sacrifice by ending it, or he can risk everything for the girl who showed him that courage isn't the absence of fear, but action despite it. Set against the vibrant backdrop of a Ugandan boarding school, Whispers of the Nile is a novel about the power of first love to transform us, the cost of standing up to bullies, and discovering that sometimes the bravest thing you can do is choose to be seen. Perfect for fans of coming-of-age stories about class, courage, and the messy beauty of young love.

A legend that has been passed down generation through generation of a girl with a special birthmark,a special gift and a destiny already chosen for her. When born she’s just an infant who didn’t know what she was but over time she starts to learn and gain control of her gifts. Through Birthmark and a special necklace called the Nile necklace she will be able to control these gifts and help the people. Yet her destiny is to become the future Queen of the entire land, so what will she do when she finds out she’s betrothed and her hand is already promised to someone. Will she give in to what she was told she has to do or will she rebel until she decides to go along with it of her own accord

In the heart of ancient Egypt, where the sun god reigns and noble blood dictates fate, a young servant’s heart dares to defy the order of the world. Aarav, a fifteen-year-old boy taken from Meluhha, arrives in Thebes as a mere servant—destined to be unseen, unheard, and forgotten. But his fate changes when he is assigned to the enigmatic Khai, the nineteen-year-old son of a powerful nobleman. Draped in gold, kohl-lined eyes concealing his true self, Khai is an untouchable vision of perfection. Yet behind closed doors, when the masks fall away, Aarav glimpses something no one else has—the unguarded beauty of a man who is both powerful and painfully human. What begins as silent devotion turns into a love neither of them can name, a forbidden bond woven in stolen glances and unspoken words. But in a world where status is law and desire is dangerous, how long can love exist in the shadows? A tale of longing, devotion, and a love that defies the sands of time.

When life in the Habar tribe gets more and more difficult as the plains dry up, the tribe leader decides to marry his daughter to the son of the nomadic tribe leader. The two tribes hate each other, there is a rumor of a river that never dries up in the north, but the elders are not willing to leave the land of their ancestors. The children of the tribe have to put their differences aside and make a very difficult decision when the small stream that fed the village finally runs dry. They abandon all adults and old people, going on a journey of no return in search of the promised river that never dries up. Do you think they made this prehistoric journey safe? And the two princes? Will you fall in love in the end or fight for the power of your small tribe of 15 children?