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Madame de Mauves by Henry James

The Life Story of an Old Rebel by John Denvir

Living in the woods had always been one of his dreams since he was a child, even when his aunt was alive, and thanks to a family inheritance, he finally got it, however, from the first night he spends in his new house, things around him they become dark and terrifying when he realizes the true history of the place, and now, his new task will be to discover how to return peace to the place with the help of his cousins who the first night go to their new home to spend the night with him, and they witness everything that happens there.

ADRIANNA GREY: Father called me cursed-a mistake that should never have existed. He blamed me for my mother's death and treated me like a burden he couldn't wait to discard. In the end, he sold me to the Alpha King, a man worshipped by the kingdom but a devil in private. He made me his sex slave, stripping me of my dignity. Just when my suffering was nearly over, his sister framed me. As punishment, he resold me-this time to another Alpha King even crueler than him. Every day of my life felt like drowning in darkness. I saw no reason to keep living. Then he appeared. My unexpected savior. He risked his life to free me, protected me like I was made of something precious, and treated me with a gentleness I'd never known. He would burn the world to keep me safe. But after everything men have done to me... can I really trust him with my heart? Especially after discovering the truth about what he truly is? ⸻ ERIC BLACKWELL: She was a small, innocent-looking girl in shabby boy clothes when I first saw her, but her doe eyes caught me instantly. After saving her from being burned alive at the market, something inside me changed-something I had never felt in thirty years. Then she disappeared. I searched for her everywhere, only for fate to return her to me in the worst way: she was a sex slave to my boss. Knowing she was in danger, I didn't care what I had to lose or what I had to do-I was going to save her again. But saving her woke the ghosts of my past, and now those secrets threaten the fragile bond I've risked everything to build with her.

Wrenley moves to Waindale, the place where her mother grew up and where her grandmother still lives. Between the pine trees and above the wet ground, she soon realizes that Waindale is anything but the perfect place she remembers it as. Dark things stalk the woods. Dark things are pulling her in. *** "I turn on the lamp that's sat on top of my dresser. The pink lampshade makes my room glow with a feminine warmth, and it shines through the glass of my window; a signal so he can find his way home. It's dark out there, so bone-chillingly dark that I nearly fear for him before realizing that he is the greatest danger in those woods."

Ethan Miller, a dedicated software developer, thought he had it all—a promising career, a secret five-year relationship with the vibrant Maya Rodriguez, and a future he was finally ready to embrace. His parents’ constant nudges about marriage were just background noise to the passionate, whirlwind romance he shared with Maya. But then, at a rooftop party, a casual overheard conversation shattered his world into a million pieces. He wasn't her beloved boyfriend; he was merely her "five-year intensive training program," her "driving school car," a disposable practice dummy for her "dream guy," Leo Vance. Every whispered promise, every intimate moment, twisted into a grotesque lie. Maya’s manipulative charm, her blatant disregard for his feelings, and her astonishing choice to prioritize Leo even during her own critical accident, laid bare the horrifying depth of her betrayal. Humiliated and heartbroken, Ethan felt like a pawn in someone else's cruel game. How could five years of his life be nothing more than an elaborate, cold-hearted charade? Was his unwavering love, his entire carefully constructed world, just a warm-up act for someone else’s main event? The pain was a raw, gaping wound; the humiliation, absolute. From the ashes of betrayal, a steely resolve ignited within him. Ethan cut all ties, sold everything he owned, and moved across the country, seeking a fresh start and a genuine connection. He found it in Olivia Chen, a woman who offered not drama, but true companionship and healing. Now, as he stands at the altar, unexpected chaos erupts, threatening the quiet happiness he’s finally built. Will he conclusively break free from his past, or will Maya’s final, desperate attempt drag him back into her toxic orbit?

Morphine by Jean-Louis Dubut de Laforest

"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.

Ellie stared at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test, then calmly signed the fifty-page divorce agreement her billionaire husband, Julian, threw at her. She had played the meek, gold-digging wife for three years, and now, it was finally time to disappear. But just as she packed her bags to flee on a private jet, Julian suddenly froze. Unbeknownst to her, he had just awakened the ability to hear her inner thoughts. He heard her mocking his arrogance, her hidden offshore accounts, and the terrifying truth that her entire identity was a fabrication. Before she could escape, Julian's father suffered a massive heart attack. At the hospital, Julian's elite family treated Ellie like trash. His spoiled niece tried to physically attack her, only to trip over a rug. His childhood sweetheart, Carmella, immediately played the victim to Julian. "She went insane! She tore up the papers and attacked us!" Instead of finalizing the divorce, Julian used his father's critical condition to trap her. He locked down their mansion with armed guards, completely cutting off her escape route. Ellie was trapped in this gilded cage. But what sent a real shiver down her spine was when Julian leaned in and casually mentioned "The Surgeon"—a legendary underground doctor. How could he possibly know her most deeply buried, NSA-level secret identity? Looking at Julian's cold, calculating smile, Ellie realized her perfect escape was ruined. This was no longer just a divorce; it was a deadly hunt, and she was ready to tear his Wall Street empire to the ground.

Sophia Rivera has always relied on her own grit and determination to carve a name for herself in the cutthroat world of art. At 29, she's on the cusp of success, managing an exclusive New York City gallery. The last thing she needs is distractions-especially in the form of Alexander Pierce, a devastatingly handsome tech billionaire nearly two decades her senior. Reserved, enigmatic, and harboring scars from a bitter past, Alexander is everything Sophia shouldn't want but can't seem to resist. Drawn together by chance, their connection quickly ignites into something undeniable. But their budding romance is anything but simple. Whispers of their age gap and Alexander's reclusive reputation follow them everywhere, while his cunning COO, Victoria Lannister, has her own reasons to keep him single-and firmly under her control. When hidden agendas and secrets threaten to tear them apart, Sophia must decide if love is worth risking her independence, while Alexander faces the ultimate challenge: lowering his walls and trusting in a love that defies logic and societal expectations. In a world where age, power, and appearances matter more than the truth, can two souls find their way to a love that's worth fighting for?

In this heartfelt tale of teenage love and self-discovery, 17-year-old Mary finds herself entangled in a web of unrequited feelings, family obligations, and unexpected romance. As she navigates the challenges of high school and her complicated relationships, Mary must confront her own emotions and learn to prioritize her own happiness. But just as she thinks she's found a way forward, a surprising twist throws everything off balance.

In opening this volume on Animals and their associations with the unknown, I will commence with a case of hauntings in the Old Manor House, at Oxenby.My informant was a Mrs. Hartnoll, whom I can see in my mind's eye, as distinctly as if I were looking at her now. Hers was a personality that no lapse of time, nothing could efface; a personality that made itself felt on boys of all temperaments, most of all, of course, on those who—like myself—were highly strung and sensitive.She was classical mistress at L.'s, the then well-known dame school in Clifton, where for three years—prior to migrating to a Public School—I was well grounded in all the mysticisms of Kennedy's Latin Primer and Smith's First Greek Principia.I doubt if she got anything more than a very small salary—governesses in those days were shockingly remunerated—and I know,—poor soul, she had to work monstrously hard. Drumming Latin and Greek into heads as thick as ours was no easy task.But there were times, when the excessive tension on the nerves proving too much, Mrs. Hartnoll stole a little relaxation; when she allowed herself to chat with us, and even to smile—Heavens! those smiles! And when—I can feel the tingling of my pulses at the bare mention of it—she spoke about herself, stated she had once been young—a declaration so astounding, so utterly beyond our comprehension, that we were rendered quite speechless—and told us anecdotes.Of many of her narratives I have no recollection, but one or two, which interested me more than the rest, are almost as fresh in my mind as when recounted. The one that appealed to me most, and which I have every reason to believe is absolutely true,[1] is as follows:—I give it as nearly as I can in her own somewhat stilted style:—"Up to the age of nineteen, I resided with my parents in the Manor House, Oxenby. It was an old building, dating back, I believe, to the reign of Edward VI, and had originally served as the residence of noble families. Built, or, rather, faced with split flints, and edged and buttressed with cut grey stone, it had a majestic though very gloomy appearance, and seen from afar resembled nothing so much as a huge and grotesquely decorated sarcophagus. In the centre of its frowning and menacing front was the device of a cat, constructed out of black shingles, and having white shingles for the eyes; the effect being curiously realistic, especially on moonlight nights, when anything more lifelike and sinister could scarcely have been conceived. The artist, whoever he was, had a more than human knowledge of cats—he portrayed not merely their bodies but their souls.

BLURB: In the howling and lonely woods of Moon City, humans and livestock disappear, leaving no trails behind. This mysterious activity disturbs the peace maintained by the packs. Damon Mickelson, heir to the Greyhound pack, Tessa Randolph, daughter of the Alpha of the Crimson eye pack, are given the mission to investigate the hidden truth behind this activity. But conflict and rivalry from years ago, poses as a wall to achieving their goals. Will their alliance become a mistake, causing them to be blind towards dealing with their true problems, or will it serve as a way for them to create a strong bond and dig up the mystery living within the firewalls of Moon City, bringing an end to this anomaly?

Arthur Quiller-Couch was one of the 20th century's most famous literary critics, but he also wrote many popular works of his own, including these horror tales.

Elizabeth, a dreamy young woman mistreated by her father. She is the only girl in the Wolf family and should be protected by her father, but he doesn't have any affection for his daughter. Her fate is determined after the death of her mother; her father intends to sell her as revenge against his deceased wife. However, there is someone who cares for her. Her protector will arrange for someone in his own family to take care of her. Elizabeth strikes a deal with Jonathan Larson, the nephew of the Chief of the United States. Her uncle would never leave the daughter of his beloved deceased in the hands of someone bad, but unknowingly, that is exactly what he does. Elizabeth is sweet and intelligent, even though she is deprived of education, she receives help from her brother to acquire knowledge. But nothing she has learned from books prepares her for what is to come. She will have to prove that she is deserving of this marriage and of Jonathan's heart. She will fight against her father's lies to live this love. Jonathan will marry a woman he despises, and the lies told by his father-in-law will make him hate the woman who will be his wife. However, nothing stays hidden forever, and he will discover that Elizabeth possesses more virtues than he expected to find. It will be his turn to fight for their love. A romance inspired by the tale of Beauty and the Beast with a mafia backdrop, filled with action and breathtaking hot scenes. A story crafted to make the reader sigh, with the premise that forgiveness is the path to happiness.

I never thought one broken promise could shatter my world twice. His name was Marcus. He swore he'd stay in touch when he left for that "year-long business trip." Three months later, silence. No calls, no texts, nothing. On my birthday, drunk and done with heartbreak, I went home with a stranger. One reckless night. I slipped out before dawn, leaving a fake name. No more men. No more drama. Then the perfect job fell into my lap: personal assistant to Victoria Langford, a young, filthy-rich heiress. Live-in position, great pay, exactly what my sick little sister and I needed. I moved in, ready for a fresh start. Until I walked into her mansion and saw him. Marcus. In her arms. My fiancé was her boyfriend. Rage burned through me, but I swallowed it. I needed this job. He begged forgiveness, fed me lies about a big contract, how he never stopped loving me. Weak, stupid, lonely. I fell back into him. Secret touches, stolen nights, right under her nose. Then everything exploded. I came home to blood and sirens. Marcus swore he didn't know what happened. But when the police started digging, he pointed the finger at me. How do I escape this? Who's the father of the child growing inside of me?

In the bustling city of New York, Amaya Stanford, a jobless and lonely 21-year-old orphan, catches the eye of successful businessman Calvin Martin. After a short time romance, Calvin develops a nervous problem that requires an expensive operation. Determined to help, Amaya takes up various jobs, leading her to the prestigious Elite Restaurant and the wealthy Kris Phantom. When Amaya stumbles upon a valuable pendant, she unknowingly sparks a dangerous battle within the Phantom family. As tensions rise and rival mafia boss Ricardo Ravenwood enters the picture, Amaya must navigate a treacherous web of deceit, betrayal, and violence, torn between loyalty, love, and her true identity.

Twenty-four hours. Half a million dollars. Or his mother dies. Omega Caelen Ryn is out of options: his mother is dying, treatment costs half a million dollars, and loan sharks are closing in with brass knuckles and threats. Then a lawyer appears with an offer from Alpha billionaire CEO Aldric Fenmore: marry him for two years, every debt disappears, and his mother will be saved. The rules are brutal: separate bedrooms, zero feelings, don't fall in love. Their marriage is a transaction. Nothing more. Their first kiss is for the cameras. In public, they play devoted spouses. Behind closed doors, they're strangers. Until Monaco. When Aldric's race car spins out at 200 mph, Caelen realizes the truth-he's fallen in love with his husband. And when Aldric kisses him after his victory, raw and desperate and real, the contract between them shatters completely. They broke every rule. They fell impossibly in love. Aldric's ex returns, the man who destroyed his ability to trust, bringing a ruthless business rival and a plan for revenge. What starts as sabotage escalates into kidnapping, violence, and a premature labor that leaves both their lives hanging by a thread. In the trauma room, as Caelen bleeds out, the doctor delivers words that break Aldric completely: "You have to choose. We can only save one." The husband he loves. Or the child they never planned for. In that impossible moment, every vow they made, every sacrifice they offered, and every fragile dream they built together came down to a single, devastating choice. A contract that was supposed to end. A love that refused to.

Zephyr Delphine dies in a car accident orchestrated by her stepbrother and his crime family, only to wake up five years in the past-the night before her arranged marriage to Avalon Cary, the ruthless billionaire CEO who's secretly the Alpha of North America's most powerful werewolf pack.In her first life, Zephyr was a meek, powerless human who Avalon rejected on their wedding night for his true mate. She spent years as his scorned contract wife before her step family killed her for her inheritance. But this time, Zephyr has a secret: the accident awakened her dormant bloodline. She's not just any wolf-she's a rare Lunar Phoenix, the only creature who can have multiple fated mates. Avalon rejected her before, but now that she's stopped chasing him and is clearly hiding powerful secrets, he's obsessed with uncovering the truth about his "changed" wife while she's busy dismantling everyone who wronged her and potentially choosing a different mate entirely.

"Chloe, can I use your Amazon account?" My roommate Maya's innocent question on Black Friday was a physical blow, a chilling reminder of my past life. Last time, my simple kindness had led to her viral TikTok smear campaign, my boyfriend Liam abandoning me, my internship rescinded, and ultimately, my mother's heart attack and my own death. This time, I wasn't the naive girl she destroyed. I logged into Amazon and, as she watched, confused, I clicked "Close Your Amazon Account." "It's permanently closed," I stated, the finality of my decision shocking her. But Maya didn't give up. The next day, a viral TikTok accused "Chloe Miller from CalTech" of returning soiled workout clothes, turning me into a public pariah overnight. Liam, my golden-boy boyfriend, demanded I "fix this," prioritizing his reputation over my innocence. The shame and humiliation were back, just like before. But now, I saw the trap for what it was. Instead of pleading my case, I posted a single public comment: "I am the victim of identity theft and a malicious smear campaign. To the business owner: meet me in person, on campus, tomorrow at noon." The old Chloe was dead. This time, I was ready to set my own.