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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.

"Ava is a sixteen-year-old high school student who grew up with no single knowledge of her werewolf inherited genes. With the new full moon and her eighteen birthday fast approaching, Ava started to notice strange things about herself. And out of all the things she dreamt of becoming, a werewolf wasn't part of it, let alone a princess, who was given the responsibility of leading her Lycan clan to war against a Rogue Alpha King who was responsible for the death of her parent. "

" I don't know but you didn't know ava.. he really care about you.. I didn't get it.. he always fight with you.. and than something happen to you.. he always first person to just get mad and involved.. and stand by you..  it's just that he's crazy for you.. totally in to you.. " clara said to me. " don't pitty him girl's.. he's not like that what you think about him.." I said to them.. they all are looking at me.. and than my behind I don't know what they looking but I continue.. " he's jark.. asshole.. who doesn't know how to talk with girls.. always calling bed name's.. and insults them front of people.. he don't have heart.. he's heartless dick.. never care anyone just love himself.. girls for him only tissue pepper.. who's he just used them.. and throw them like trash.. I just hate him so much.. I want to kill him.. he never change.. he always do what he wanted.. never thinking about anyone.. I just hate him.. I hate him so much.." I burst out them.. but I don't know whatever I said to him. I didn't mean it.. I know that.. " anything else princess.." someone say behind me.. and I stop to eat.. girl's are give me sorry look.. and got up and left me.. Wow .. just wow..

"In a world where silence hides secrets, she hears everything... Growing up, Ava knew fear all too well. Her parents’ cruelty left scars deeper than anyone could see—except for her. Because Ava isn’t ordinary. She can hear people’s thoughts, each one revealing hidden truths, silent lies, and dark desires. Then one night, her parents are found dead. With no clues as to who did it, she’s taken in by a quiet stranger who seems to know more than he lets on. Her new life promises safety, but also secrets—secrets that whisper in her mind and hint at a past far darker than she could have imagined. As Ava digs deeper, she realizes that the key to unlocking her past could cost her everything. But to find out the truth, she’ll have to risk listening to the voices she fears most.

"Things have happened to change me Ava." Between fighting her pride, against her feeling for this man,and the desire to revenge Alfred—her son's near death experience, Ava Moore, chose revenge. It was the only thing she wanted to do to this spawn of the, devil—Marcus Thompson. First,she would show him, she too can work hard to fame. From being a cleaner ,to a multibillionaire CEO like him, and foot the medical bills of her son—alone. Then, she would starve him of what he wants to know—That he was everything she shouldn't want. She would date Frodd ,his business rival , and watch him bleed with envy. Two things Marcus Thompson hated—A shallow mind and a haughty heart. Two things he loved—Ava and BlueBird. For BlueBird, it was his life. His sweat. His luck. His wealth. His multibillion dollars tech company, he built from scratch, topping Forbes list for ten years. For Ava, he was hopelessly addicted to her and her son. He must however, convince her that the accident he had in Baltimore, before they met, changed something in him and that the Merrick she loves in NewYork is the Marcus she hated in Baltimore. Worse still, he needs to investigate who tried to kill him and drown BlueBird, Frodd, his arch-enemy, or Lucas, his cousin.

PAUSED =Her= Ava was claimed to be unlucky at the orphanage she lived in. People avoided and ridiculed her, leaving her alone to befriend herself. Over time, Ava learned to live for herself and ignored those who hated her. She was wiser beyond what the world expected from six years old. Ava didn't notice this but the adults can. She thought, she would stay in the orphanage for a long time until one day a man claimed her to be the Young Miss of Willow Household. That day was the change in her life so she thought. Yet, two years later she found herself once again abandoned in the jungle to feed the wolves of hell. Ava swore to return once more but not without the weapons for survival. This time around, she would be the wolf chasing after her enemies. She wouldn't rest till she ripped their lives apart. =Him= Zen met her when he was 8 years old and she was 6. Their friendship started with her losing a game of chess against him. Their relationship soon developed to two individuals that deeply care for each other. He was always there acting as a helping hand. One that he volunteered to do. Then one day, the call of duty to his own family separates them. He was reluctant to live her alone, away from his sight. Yet, the powerless him unable to do anything. He left with the promised to come back and reunite with her. Important! *Flaw English language *Irregular chapter updates - right now the author is on hiatus for this novel but active on another novel titled Miss [Extra]ordinary: I was reborn to love you!

It’s funny isn’t it? Even when you try so hard to stay away from people, they find a way of coming into your life. Human beings. Wild and dangerous. We are the chaos to our own madness. We are the reason why we keep backtracking, the world does not move forward from hatred and war. Every sun that shines, every moon that awakens, every night that turns into day, the more the years go on, the worse we become.