augusta mercedes

Sequel to "The Death of Augustus." Julia Augusta, widow of Augustus and mother to Tiberius, is on her deathbed. At her estate in Rome, family is gathered to say their goodbyes.

When two cosmic beings wager the fate of a universe, each chooses a mortal soul as their champion. The goddess selects Aaron Augusta — a brilliant prodigy from the Terran Federation of 3249, slain in the System War. Reborn in the medieval world of Olon, built atop an ancient megastructure, Aaron wields forgotten science and Aether to forge a new empire. From exile to conqueror, his vision will ignite an age of reason, revolution, and war—and reshape the destiny of a world bound by gods. [Author Note: I'll be releasing daily until Chapter Ten; after which, I will be releasing three chapters a week [Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays at 9 Am CST.] until the finish of the first book. 

Freya’s life has always been simple — slow mornings in her grandparents’ warm, quiet house, playful banter over breakfast, and endless conversations with Luna, her inseparable best friend. Her mother lives far away with a new family, but Freya has never felt unloved; her grandparents’ care is enough to fill every gap. But as her final school year unfolds, the world she thought she knew begins to shift. What starts as a school project with Luna becomes a doorway to unexpected adventures, new connections, and emotions she never anticipated. Between balancing family expectations, facing her own insecurities, and exploring the fragile threads of young love, Freya finds herself caught between the comfort of the familiar and the pull of a future she can’t quite imagine yet. A story about friendship, belonging, and the quiet moments that change everything — perfect for readers who believe love can be found in the most unexpected places.

When shortstop Mike Watson catches his Junior Varsity teammate Robby Brown slipping a tube of ChapStick into his pocket at the store, he doesn't know what to think.<br><br>Mike has had the hots for Robbie since the two boys started high school and finds it difficult to talk to him without feeling awkward and stupid. But he has to say something. What if someone else saw and Robby gets in trouble?<br><br>Does Robby make a habit of stealing things? Has Mike’s perception of his friend been wrong all these years? Is the ChapStick a cry for help or a way of getting Mike’s attention? Mike is determined to find out.

Talia Andrews a private investigator, is excited about her new client, but when she takes a picture she shouldn't have, all hell breaks loose. Will she survive or will she lose everything she holds dear?

Tengo el don de ver cosas que van a pasar a traves de sueños, todos los sueños tienen un segnificado espiritual, mis sueños son los ojos del futuro y de lo esta por delante. Historias, personajes, objetos y cosas creados originalmente por mi Luis.A, todo esto es propiedad mia, cualquier parecido con la realidad es mera concidencia, no acepto el plagio y tampoco lo apruebo, respeta la originalidad y se creativo, queda prohibido toda copia de esta historia, historia totalmente registrada en Webnovel.

Nick Claus is your typical party boy and strip club owner of the top club in New York City. He is rich and handsome, and everyone wants a taste of the hottest club owner. He lives life carefree and to the fullest, even with his sex life. He has multiple playmates, as he would call them some boys and some girls. He likes to give punishments, and much as he receives them. Sex is like candy to me. Some nights I like chocolate; other nights, I want something fruity, Nick’s words himself. Sexy three sums and nights with Nick’s favorite playmate Dan, everyone’s sexual fantasy will be meant. It will make you desire more and more. Holly is Nick’s friend and the bartender, he likes to punish her, spanking her with wipes, and she loves it. Will their relationship turn into something more even when Nick vows to never be into a relationship? Kris Kringle reveals to Nick that he is, in fact, his son. Kris is the caretaker of the Northpole, aka Santa Claus. What happens when Nick visits the Northpole teaching the elves a sexy thing or two. Naughty, naughty Nick becomes the ultimate bad boy on the Naughty list.

Author: In another lifetime, August was a punk kid running a writing-themed e-zine in 2002 and participating in online survivor writing contests; these days, she’s a punk pseudo-adult with an office job and a studio of her own. Meet Pitney Scolan. Pit, for short. He’s a decorated general and a venerated leader of the sprawling human race. He’s protected his species' colonies from vicious native animal populations and hostile alien life. He’s fiercely introverted, and he’s really looking forward to retiring on his personal planet in the very near future. Except…now he has to be a dog. A daugment, to be specific: a cybernetically enhanced canine, previously the doting pet of Pit’s biggest rival, General Tristan. It’s the only way to escape certain assassination. So Pit grudgingly allies himself with a pair of well-meaning scoundrels and sets sail for seedier space in hopes of escaping Tristan’s clutches. What he finds instead is a galactic conspiracy to force him to make friends.

Char-aught, a lowkey way of avoiding half-meant jokes.

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!