portrait of adele bloch

When Julia Harrow arrives at Blackwood Hall after the sudden death of her cousin, she expects mourning, a will, and polite condolences. But from the moment she steps through the iron gates, nothing feels right. The house is too quiet. The air too thick. And the man who now owns it—Alistair Blackwood—is as devastating as he is unreadable. Secrets pulse behind every locked door. Shadows move when no one is near. And the scent of her cousin still lingers in the halls, clinging like a warning. Drawn into a world of velvet lies and dangerous charm, Julia begins to lose time, lose trust, lose herself. Dreams bleed into reality. Passion turns to poison. And as desire tangles with dread, one question haunts her every breath: Did she come here by choice… or was she summoned? The Portrait of Lady Marian is a lush, slow-burning descent into madness, obsession, and a love story that should never have happened. Sinister, sensual, and dripping in dread, this is not a tale you read— it’s one you survive.

How Would A Person See the World Filled With no Faces? Would God Even Hear the wish of poor man's Soul? One And Many Wears A Mask Yet More Than Few Are Used. And Yet Here I Am Your Lost little Lamb Not Knowing Where to Go? As one of the many that haven't seen the Worlds of the Cruel. But I, Your little lamb you can't even love. I A person Who wished to be loved. I Who Desire's To be Loved I Who wished for your Grace. Yet Even infrot of Deaths Door why Can't you shine your Radiant Light. I Cursed you and World I Once Love, You the One I Trust the most. yet the Anger and Wrath That Shrouded my Hearth Wieghed. And Yet I Who Prays For You yet Again. I who wish to be Loved. I Who wished to be blessed with your light. I who begs For Your Grace why Can't My Love Reach You're Heart.

Sports photographer Kim is down on cowboys. Since her divorce, she is determined to go it on her own, and most of the rodeo crowd knows she won’t date a performer.<br><br>When she literally trips over hunky Wolf Voegler, she has to rethink her rule. Swept away by his gorgeous looks and his European charm, she rationalizes: surely one dinner date won’t hurt ... or even one unforgettable night of passion.<br><br>Before it is over, though, she finds herself wanting more than just a portrait of this cowboy as a keepsake.

Lena Carter is a bright and resolute assistant who has her life changed when she saves a mysterious stranger from a hit-and-run. The man whom she saves is none other than Ethan Grayson: the enigmatic CEO of the Grayson Corporation. Drawn into the world of high stakes alongside hidden secrets, Lena discovers that the charm of Ethan hides behind a heart haunted by his tragic past. Their budding romance turns sinister when Lena finds a portrait of a woman who looks eerily like her-with one small difference. As questions arise about Ethan's motives behind his late lover's death, Lena finds herself mired in a web of betrayal, sabotage, and buried grief. For every trumped-up charge she uncovered about Grayson Corp's underhanded dealings, she pulled closer into Damien Lowell's ruthless world-a rival bent on crumbling everything Ethan had worked hard for. Complying with a cryptic ally and facing an endless string of anonymous threats, Lena gets pulled into a perilous web of deceit and power jockeying. With the sniper in her own background and secrets of Ethan poised to take it all down, Lena must make the impossible choice: pursue the truth or protect her own heart. Shadows of Deception is suspenseful, passionate, and amply endowed-with twists and turns along the way, together with the theme of what we will do for love, at what the expense of unearthing the past, and the strength of a woman who is determined to reforge her fate.

A story about two beautiful souls falling in love. "What's your favorite flower?" He asked looking around the shop. "The sunflower," I said finishing the card before placing it in the envelope then the box. "Really? I see you as a rose type of girl, and plus sunflowers isn't as lovely as roses," he said and I shook my head. "True, but sunflowers aren't as fragile as Roses," I said tying a ribbon around the box and made it into a bow, "sunflowers are stable and always looking towards the bright side, like me, and that's why Sunflowers are my favorite." "Hhm," he said nodding his head as he thought of what I said, "I don't like flowers, hate the smell of them, but I do love clovers because they're lucky like me." "Wow, that awesome," I said sarcastically which cause him to smirk..... Author’s Note: This novel will be written in both Sunni and Sebastian point of views, but mostly Sunni.

"Is there a lifetime waiting for us in a world where I was yours?" It is a story of a man who fell in love with a portrait. Each night, Kiyoshi dreams of the woman in the portrait. "Diwata" was the first word he uttered as he saw the painting. He was enchanted, he was too young to understand what love was, but he was undeniably in love with a woman he can't be with. How will he choose to live? It's either to live inside his dreams or to live his life normally.

I'm black, he's white. He's the boss, I'm the servant. We were too different to be fated. But destiny never fails to bring impossibilities to life.

Adele’s voice has a unique power—one that reaches into the hearts of listeners and pulls out emotions they never knew they had. For me, her music has been more than just a soundtrack; it’s been a companion through life’s toughest and most beautiful moments. In The Melody of Adele: How Her Voice Mirrors My Soul, I explore the deep connection I feel with Adele’s songs and how they have shaped my understanding of love, loss, and self-discovery. Through personal reflections, I share how Adele’s raw talent, emotional depth, and unapologetic authenticity have influenced me. Her songs gave me strength when I felt weak, hope when I was lost, and a voice when I didn’t have the words. This memoir is a tribute to an artist who has not only touched millions but has helped me understand my own heart. For anyone who has ever felt deeply connected to music, this book is a journey through the ways Adele’s voice can resonate with the soul and heal from within.

A mysterious painting. A journey through time. A love that defies the centuries. In this captivating romantic fantasy, The Enchanted Portrait: Love Beyond Centuries, a young woman stumbles upon an ancient painting that pulls her into the heart of the Qing Dynasty’s imperial court. As she navigates a world of intrigue, espionage, and hidden secrets, she must uncover the truth behind the portrait—while struggling to survive in a time that is not her own. Caught between duty and desire, trust and betrayal, she finds herself entangled in a web of palace conspiracies and a forbidden romance that transcends time. As the battle for power unfolds, so does the mystery of her own identity. Can she change fate, or is she destined to be a mere pawn in history’s grand design? With lush historical detail, deep emotional intensity, and a thrilling mix of adventure and romance, this novel brings to life a world where past and present collide. Perfect for fans of time-travel dramas, historical palace intrigue, and epic love stories, The Enchanted Portrait promises an unforgettable journey through love, loyalty, and the unbreakable ties of destiny.

In 2050 (45 years ago) an island was discovered by a group of whale watchers and they were able to make it an official country. They called it, Raka. It was split into 4 regions, each assigned a group of people, from a specific place, with a specific look. The first was called the Maru, where I live. The people here are all pale, with blonde hair, and blue eyes. The second was called the Underlye. People here have tan skin, and dark hair, with green eyes. The third was called the Shallows. People here have red hair, freckled skin, and brown eyes. The fourth, and final region, the Waahanga. The people here are very similar to the people from the Maru. The only thing different is their lifestyle. The people from the Maru are from an old country formerly called Germany. But the people from the Waahanga are from a place called Sweden. I've never been able to tell us apart, but who knows, maybe I'm just young.