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In a world where her dreams intertwine with reality, young Shylow finds herself caught between the fabric of existence and the unknown. Haunted by terrifying visions and pursued by shadowy creatures, she must unravel the mysteries of her past and discover the truth about her own identity. Was her Aunt's death a coincidence? Why have her friends abandoned her? With fates henchmen pulling the strings, Shylow's journey will challenge her courage, test her bonds, and force her to confront the darkest corners of her soul.The World of the Weaver: What is a Beginning? is a captivating Young Adult fantasy that blends elements of horror, mystery, and coming-of-age. Dive into a world where nightmares walk, and the line between dream and reality blurs. Will Shylow uncover the secrets that bind her, or will she become another lost thread in the Weaver's world?

Минсоны история не моя

My 2nd personal fanart book that I made by myself that got me inspired by my favorite fandoms. Cover not mine.

Highest Ranking #2 in triller.#49 in mystery/thrillerIn came the tall creature. I bend my head down to avoid looking at him. He stood at the door not moving. My heart beat accelerated and I desperately want this moment to end. Silence engulfed the room once again. I closed my eyes hoping he will disappear the moment I open them but no, he is still here. Standing there with no intention of moving. I have never felt this awkward in my 18years of life.You look like you just shot a horror scene. He stated, his voice cold. Is marrying me that bad? Am I supposed to answer to that? I frowned. What is wrong with him? Listen to me carefully. Because I won't want to have to repeat this to you in any situation. He stated in a voice that a strict teacher will use when warning a student.What is with him? I thought. Why suddenly? I slowly raised my head to look at him. His face is expressionless. He looks calm. I dont care if you are living in this house but don't you ever show your face to me. Stay as far away from me and don't touch my things. What a relief! Did you say something he asked? I did not realised I said that loud. Nothing ,I replied. Good. With that he went out.

An Anthology of kyeomello's poetry || bittersweet scribbles

Alpha King Knox is king indeed. King playboy that is! Thinking that the Moon Goddess has cursed him to never have a mate because of how he cheated his way to the throne, King Knox retaliated by bedding as many willing she-wolves and humans possible. Known all over the werewolf kingdom as the alpha king with an appetite for women, what if he is wrong about not having a mate? What if his mate is now just around the corner silently disgusted with his reputation?Lyanna had no choice but to move to her uncle's pack when her mother died. Little did she know that her mate is the infamous playboy king. Will she be able to stomach his lifestyle? Is she willing to share her mate to other females or fight for her sole claim to his heart?

Eloise is desperate to take charge of her life after losing her parents and home, and after discovering her uncle's plans to marry her off to a man three times her age. In an attempt to escape her uncle's vicious plans, she runs off with another man and marries him in a haste. Newly married with dreams of a happy life, she soon realizes she's trapped in a nightmare with an abusive monster who has set his interests upon her purse. He squanders what's left of her money and in one last effort to humiliate her, sells her to a stranger for next to nothing.*David Clarke has banished himself from London for the part he played in the death of his wife. He relocates to the country to live the rest of his days in seclusion, and for five years, lives a quiet life, until a chance encounter one evening sees him paying the price for a bride he has no need of.Yet, with each day that passes, he finds himself utterly wanting her.Copyright © 2022 Lily Orevba All rights reserved.TW: This book contains mentions of death and mental illness.

Спойлер!!!! Здесь нет канона! Это моя АУ! Вару - хватит уже! - выкрикнул Пик и кинул меня на пол. - сколько можно!?- я сегодня из комнаты даже не выходил, я не знаю кто это сделал!- не пизди мне Валет! - он ударил меня по лицу кулаком.- "слишком сильно.. Мой нос, чёрт!" - из него потекла кровь.Мне резко стало трудно дышать. Я начал задыхаться и кашлять. Перед глазами всё плыло.- "неужели я умру..? Не может такого быть.." - я потерял сознание, а может и умер..