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Deandra Sparks wasn't immune to arrogant male energies especially when it came to a powerful one like this one in front of her. She had read about Andrè Rossi and seen most of his pictures but seeing him in person, she felt she should sue all those photographers for not doing justice to his great beauty. Damn. The guy was hot as hell! He was saying something but Dee was not listening. Her lips fell slightly open as she followed the trail of his lips on the back of her hand. How would those lips feel on hers? ******************************** Andrè Rossi the son of one of America's most influential businessmen, Lukas Rossi, woke up to see a false publication on the media by his ex-girlfriend, accusing him of rape. And now his distraught father whose greatest fear was a bad family reputation had sought to hire the service of a media revamper that would help erase the scandal that his son had plunged them into. What happens when the feisty, masochist article writer Deandra Sparks comes into the picture? Will her flame burn the infamous New York award-winning Casanova? Is she willing to quench this fire in him? And what happens when she is in a struggle between yielding to his soft touches and keeping to her resolution of not mixing business with pleasure?

En un mundo donde lo sobrenatural coexiste en la penumbra de la realidad, Amery, una joven de ojos violetas, lleva una vida aparentemente normal en su hogar adoptivo. A medida que se acerca a su vigésimo primer cumpleaños, comienza a experimentar sueños inquietantes y un susurro misterioso que resuena en su interior, revelando una conexión con algo más grande que ella misma

Elegido por fuerzas desconocidas para destruir el destino del libro escrito por su padre, Elio debe cuestionarse lo que sabe sobre sí mismo y su familia, mientras lucha por no perder su identidad y derrocar un reinado en un cuerpo que no es suyo. Cuando una guerra entre dos clanes se desata por el trono, Elio —atrapado en un personaje que debió morir desde el comienzo— tiene que decidir si vale la pena dejarse llevar por un amor prohibido. Al fin y al cabo, no hay tiempo; el reloj de arena empezó a correr y, con ello, el destino de Reyes de Oro y Plata. ¿Logrará su cometido aún si le cuesta más que la vida?

Unlike every other young lady out there crushing over celebrities, she never knew that an innocent comment on a Spanish-Italian Actor will bring her so much fortune and yet mishaps. For one, there are scenes of stunning, crackling chemistry. And there's also the potential for scandal and a case of Amnesia. This is a modern romance novel that balances genuine romance with sheer sexiness between an African lady who happens to be an Artist and the Multi-racial famous Actor. Dance with the Artist and the Actor as they toast to Tequila celebrating Arts, Culture and the beauty of life despite all Odds.

Hanna y Helena se conocieron en el primer día de kinder. Tenían cinco años, mochilas del mismo color y los mismos collares con corazones que regalaban en la feria del barrio. Desde entonces, se prometieron que serían mejores amigas para siempre. Cada recreo, cada dibujo, cada pelea con otras niñas del curso era una batalla que enfrentaban juntas.

*Titre :* "les aventures de l'inspecteur Tequila : la fin du crime parfait" *Résumé :* Tequila, une jeune inspecteur de police, qui est chargé d'enquêter sur une série de meurtres mystérieux. Elle découvre que les victimes sont toutes liées à une organisation secrète appelée "La Fondation", qui cherche à créer un être humain parfait. Avec l'aide de Dr. Lee, un scientifique qui a travaillé pour La Fondation, Tequila découvre les véritables intentions de l'organisation et sa propre fille, Sarah, est impliquée. Tequila doit affronter ses propres démons et prendre des décisions difficiles pour arrêter La Fondation et sauver sa fille. *Genre :* Thriller, Policier *Thèmes :* Enquête, Secret, Famille, Moralité *Personnages principaux :* - Tequila : Inspecteur de police - Dr. Lee : Scientifique - Sarah : Fille de Tequila - Le chef de La Fondation : Antagoniste

Seis meses de embarazo. Acababa de asegurar un recurso vital para la manada. Llegué a casa para encontrar a mi compañero, Kaelen, marcando con su olor a su hermana adoptiva, Lyra. Él no se disculpó. Me gritó por interrumpir. Me hizo disculparme con ella. Frente a todos. Me obligó a tragar diez dosis de acónito. Pero esa no fue la peor parte. Dijeron que Lyra estaba "maldita", y la única cura era un sacrificio: el corazón de mi cachorro nonato. Me ataron a un altar. Observé, impotente, cómo arrancaban la vida de mi hijo. Luego, Lyra tomó una hoja de plata y cortó mi rostro. Kaelen miró las cicatrices, me llamó renegada... y me arrojó del acantilado con sus propias manos. Mientras caía, lo último que escuché fue su voz, fría como el hielo. "Tírala al horno. Sin evidencia". Pero abrí los ojos de nuevo. Mi linaje de la Diosa Luna había despertado. Ahora, obtengo mi venganza.

"She is poison But the necessary poison To heal the land." Hated by the noble family who adopted her, sixteen year old Thanea Mikaelie von Correns, unintentionally summoned one of the most powerful magick, otherwise known as gramarye, that took the life of all people under the Correns' surname with a single exception...her own. Unknown to Thanea, she is a Diamond, a bearer of a part of a High Being, and the rarest form of gramarye. Assumed as a Dual when she entered the Academy of Magic-users called Pandemonium, someone who can manipulate gramarye from two of its Suits, she chose the suit of Club while using the name Wynter as an alias. With her strong will, feared gramarye, and the promise that she kneel to no one but herself, Wynter is on the quest to atone for sins forcibly inflicted and manipulated on her fate. Then there is also the revenge she must bestow on the recently discovered third party which ruined her life years prior. In a world where heroes do not exist, only villains and monsters, there are no allies to trust. Only deep and strong emotions like friendship and love can withstand the wind to keep the flame burning. Atonement and revenge are double-edged swords, and as payment, one must continuously be broken. Cover credits: Rhett Wesley Copyright by Sejuru All Rights Reserved

Maverick, an unknown name, coming from the slums working his way to a continental-class mercenary, looking for a fulfilling life. Being defeated by an overwhelming force, dying full of regrets, given a chance to be reborn in another world, will he fix his faults or be bound by the past?

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?