bowls and mugs

"You're adorable if you think you'll win against me, love," he circled me, stepping forward with a devilish grin on his lush lips. I glare back, sidestepping his advance. "I've never lost a fight." He scoffed. "I'm an alpha." I blinked. "So am I." ********** Alphas have always been men, it wasn't a law, no. It wasn't even a recorded tradition.... it was an unspoken rule.... and some might say; common sense. Because women are weak, because women can't lead. Because what could be worse than a pack run by a broken little girl? Wrong. Sexy. Motivated. Powerful. Merciless. She would kill you without blinking and now... she was absolutely deadly. ********** Gorgeous. Rich. Confident. Powerful. And on top of that, he wanted the respect owed to him. But he was the meager second choice, the understudy, the back up plan. He wasn't supposed to be here.... so now he was a puppet. But sooner or later, the strings will snap. ********** After years of enmity two of the world's largest packs seek alliance. Not because they want to and not because they need to, but because they're looking for an excuse to destroy the each other. Feu and Lupo Casa. Valerie Dumas and Kylian Garcia. A fight for dominance. A fight for respect. A fight between love.

Marcus was just passing through Texas when he met Kent. In his cowboy hat, low-riding jeans, and black boots, Kent looks like the type of guy Marcus desperately wants to love.<br><br>But two years later, he's discovered Kent is cold and distant, the quintessential American cowboy, and spends more time drunk than sober. Marcus can never predict his mood and blames himself for the flailing relationship.<br><br>Then, one day when Kent rides into town, Marcus finds a young runaway hiding in their barn. Luke is warm, loving, and quick to please ... everything Kent is not. Though the answer seems obvious, Marcus finds himself torn between the boy who demands his love and the man whose love he craves.

A chance encounter at a lesbian bar gets Maya closer to her college crush, Layla, who is an exciting, charismatic leader of a lesbian activist group called the Riot Girlz. Maya falls hard for Layla, but soon discovers she's at the forefront of a dark underground political subculture.<br><br>At the same time, Maya begins to develop feelings for her coworker, activist civil rights lawyer Melanie. When the Riot Girlz take political activism into violence, Maya must make the choice between her past and her present, between right and wrong, and between her heart and her head.

Nancy was a normal 23rd century military officer and an inhabitant of Ocsart whose brother was sent to investigate the authencity of a claim of a Gundamium deposit on Europa. She has been working on a project called the Bow an Arrow which is intended as a military weapon against Earth. And then she received the news that her brothert, Oliver, has gone missing on the Gundamium mine. Nancy has to abondon her project and go in search of her brother. When her brothet becomes the Arrow, she has to become the bow to save the world

What do you do when you wake up married to a man you’ve never met… and the real bride is missing? Claire Holloway opens her eyes in a luxury penthouse, wearing a designer wedding dress, a strange ring on her finger, and no memory of saying “I do.” The man who calls himself her husband is powerful, magnetic, and terrifyingly composed — but something about him doesn’t add up. She’s not supposed to be here. Across town, a woman vanishes on her wedding day — and with her disappears the truth. As Claire begins to uncover the fragments of a life she doesn’t remember living, she stumbles into a dangerous game of identity theft, buried memories, and borrowed love. Someone has rewritten her story — and they’re willing to kill to keep it that way. But Claire isn’t alone. As secrets unravel, she crosses paths with Lyra Quinn — the woman who was supposed to be the real bride. Together, they unearth a sinister conspiracy buried in a tech empire called Cain Industries — a company that doesn’t just erase memories… it replaces them. Now Claire must decide: Will she reclaim the life that was stolen from her? Or forge a new one — even if it means loving someone she was never meant to remember? In a world where memory is programmable and identity is a weapon, love might be the only truth they can’t erase.

A crypt so dark, uncanny shadows race and brood amongst the very essence of hatred, self loathing - righteous vengeance - death and undeath. Where does it all begin? Bones. Nothing but bones. (Inspirations - Way Of Kings, Lord Of The Rings, Wheel Of Time, Solo Leveling, Bannerlord, Omniscient Reader)

Welcome to Arco Azul A tale born from stillness and wonder, where the ordinary hides the unknown. Beneath the weight of each day, a quiet rhythm pulses—mystery, intent, and truth. This is no grand spectacle, yet its silence speaks louder than noise. Step in—not as a reader, but as a witness. Let the journey take hold.

Kael, a lost prince, is raised by a brutal cult after a deadly ambush. Trained as a magic-wielding swordsman, he escapes that life alongside Seret, a fellow survivor. Now hidden under false identities in a prestigious academy, they must navigate deadly politics, strange magic, and growing feelings, all while the shadows of war, blood, and forgotten vows close in.

She watched her parents died ,now she is a bitch

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!