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Zeeya Harper pensait que la vie ne pouvait pas basculer du jour au lendemain. Elle avait tort. Un événement tragique vient tout bouleverser. D’un simple regard, d’un mot de trop, tout change. Les doigts pointent, les langues accusent, les masques tombent. Et soudain, c’est elle que tout le monde désigne. Mais quand la vérité devient une arme, et la justice un jeu de pouvoir... Comment une fille de seize ans peut-elle survivre aux flammes du doute, de la trahison, et des mensonges ? Dans une ville où l’on acclame ceux qui piétinent, et l’on juge ceux qui tombent, Zeeya devra lutter pour protéger ce qui lui reste : sa voix, son nom… et peut-être son âme.

Une histoire d'amour avec Provenza Il dit qu'il l'aime et puis il disparaît. Lorsque l'engouement est à son comble, il revient avec sa fiancée sexy. Quand elle pense qu'elle ne le reverra jamais, il se présente à sa maison de nouilles. Il dit qu'il l'aime toujours. C'était un coup monté. Lorsque le jeu de l'amour touche à sa fin, que choisira-t-elle lorsque l'homme de son cœur arrivera en prince charmant ? Ou s'agira-t-il simplement d'une rencontre passionnée ?

He only wanted to laugh at a trashy Omegaverse story. An emotionally blunt, sharp-tongued human stumbles onto a viral audio drama called “The Omega Boss and the Four Alphas.” It’s everywhere—Discord fandoms, memes, fanart, even fangirls fighting over the “sexy alphas.” Out of curiosity, he listens. And regrets it immediately. Every scene makes his blood boil. Omegas written as weak little toys, Alphas nothing more than walking hormones desperate to knot anything that moved. Heats described with the grace of bad fanfiction. Plot holes so big he could fall into them. The plot is a cliché-ridden mess, the characters are one-dimensional tropes—especially the "horny Alphas" who seem to only exist to get the docile Omega pregnant—and the heat scenes are so poorly written they make him cringe. Despite his mounting rage, Jace can’t stop. He becomes a hate-listener, a masochist of bad fiction, rolling his eyes and muttering insults with every line. Finally, he can’t take it anymore. Jace unleashes a scathing, multi-paragraph review on the server, eviscerating the author, the plot holes, and the weak character development. He goes so far as to rewrite a scene, proving that even a "simple rewrite" could inject more depth into the shallow narrative. He even questions if the writer is a child, utterly clueless about the intricate dynamics of the Omegaverse. Then a cryptic bot account replies him telling him that he talk a lot about the book that he wouldn’t survive if he was one of the characters. Jace dismisses it as a troll and thinks nothing of it. The next time he hits play, however, the audio distorts into a cacophony of sound, the room around him flickers, and he finds himself plunged into a disorienting darkness. When he wakes, he’s no longer in his room, but in the heart of the very scene he had just mocked. He wakes up inside the story, not as a swaggering alpha or even a named character, but as a disposable background omega—one vaguely recalled as being auctioned off to the four oversexed alphas to give them an heir. And it gets worse. He never even finished the audio series, but he remembers one spoiler from a review: the Omega he’s now living as gets killed off after giving birth to an heir. Which means his new life comes with two terrifying rules: 1. Survive long enough to outplay the Alphas who see him as nothing but a womb. 2. Avoid pregnancy at all costs. But that’s easier said than done. Because he isn’t just any Omega—his body is a rare high-breeding Omega, the kind whose pheromones drive Alphas insane. His scent alone can trigger their rut. His heat is lethal bait, impossible to hide, impossible to control. How do you survive a story you hate, in a body designed to die, surrounded by alphas who think you belong to them?

Ana une jeune adolescente de 14ans rêve d’avoir changé de ville et de lycée et trouve l’amour dans ce nouveau lycée

Ma partenaire m'apporte toujours des cadeaux après avoir rencontré son premier amour Oliver. Plus le cadeau est cher, plus leur contact physique est intime. Au cours de l'année dernière, j'ai reçu six montres Patek Philippe en édition limitée, huit costumes faits main et cinquante cravates de luxe. "Emma, je ne veux plus de cadeaux. Peux-tu venir m'accompagner pour cet anniversaire ?" Quand elle a acquiescé, j'étais heureux comme un enfant. Cependant, elle a rompu sa promesse cette nuit-là. Le lendemain, j'ai vu une clé d'Aston Martin dans la boîte cadeau qu'elle avait laissée. Le téléphone a émis un son, et Oliver m'a envoyé une photo - un test de grossesse, qui indiquait une grossesse d'un mois. À ce moment-là, j'ai réalisé qu'il était temps de la quitter.

Zhuo Yifan était l'Empereur Démon. Un jour, il réussit à mettre la main sur un ancien parchemin, les Archives secrètes des Neuf Sérénités. L'ouvrage étant convoité, il fut pris pour cible par des experts et même trahi par son élève. Après sa mort, son âme prit possession d'un autre corps. Ramenée à la vie, elle prit possession du corps d'un serviteur de la famille Luo nommé Zhuo Fan. À cause des regrets du garçon, hérités par Zhuo Fan, il fut contraint de servir sa maîtresse. Comment peut-il mener cette famille descendante au sommet de ce continent ?!

A girl choosing between her past love and her present love for her future love that begins a very pressuring situation of 2 true loves fughting for her love but begins to see the flaws and good side of both parties which made her wake up and open her eyes where she makes the greatest decision for all.

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine. Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth

The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth

Perfect? Yeah, you wish