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Кто такие фрейлины? Красивые девушки, которые вышивают крестиком, пудрят носики и таскаются за королевой? Ошибаетесь! Фрейлины – это те, кто должен прикрыть собой коронованную особу, прицельно попасть отравленной шпилькой в наемного убийцу, суметь определить на запах яд и распутать клубок дворцовых интриг. И учат их этому в Высшей Военной Академии Магии.

Everyone is talking about the private assistant of the CEO. She looks beautiful, mysterious, and strong. No one can tell that once, she was as fragile as a bird. All she was asking for was a peaceful death, for she found her life hopeless: After discovering she had cancer, poor Flora had only six months left. So she decided to let go of her abusive family and mafia boss husband Jack Black, to live her last days peacefully. Yet she got captured and tortured to death by her maniac husband. "Finally! That ugly child is gone!" Said the vicious stepmother at the funeral of Flora. But here she appears again as the precious protégée of Claude Knightly, the wealthiest billionaire in the city! That cruel and cold CEO is hiding a dark secret and a horrible goal. Flora knows that once he captures her, it will be the point of no return when everything she wants is a peaceful death! Will Flora be able to get her peaceful death? Or will fate push her to run away, survive, revenge, fight, and live the life she deserves? __________________________ "The south is owned by Claude, the north by Jack. And both want you!" "This is your last chance to escape Flora! Otherwise, you will be mine forever!" "I came searching for you. And no one can take you away from me, my babydoll. You can run, but never hide" "I will drink the blo*d of him, who dares hurt a finger of my precious girl!" "I love you Flora. I love your tears, your cries, your laugh, your smiles. I adore everything about you. And tonight, I want you in my bed. I will print that silky body of yours, and make you my bride"

Failing my audition, I gave up on the dream of singing and was at the lowest point of my whole existence. At that time an angel came to me, giving me confidence... After three months, returning to normality, I started getting ahead in my life, leaving everything of my past behind. Never in my senses did I expect that my job will be to assist the person who saved me. Wow… Seems like an angelic romance book right? No, nothing is like the way you see it. The angel I had expected to be good was a lion in a sheep's form. He was the worst person I could see in my entire life. ************* The first time I met him, he was the light to my darkness. But the second time, he was the darkness himself? What the hell?

Paris, 1900. L’Exposition Universelle se prépare, avec elle, le Tout-Paris prend part à la démesure. Provinciaux et badauds s’extasient des progrès scientifiques et techniques, le monde, lui, a l’œil braqué sur « La ville dans la ville ». Au cœur de la capitale, la communauté surnaturelle évolue parmi les humains. De jour, les Féériques enchantent le Vieux Paris tandis que la nuit, les Maléfiques, prennent part aux dérives des bas-fonds. Dans cette ambiance survoltée, Octave Cinib est nommé à la Sûreté générale, en qualité d’auxiliaire.L’inauguration des festivités est le point de départ d’une série de meurtres macabres et d’une enquête fastidieuse pour Octave et son supérieur, Clotaire de Belleville. Au gré de leurs investigations, ils feront des rencontres : scientifiques, sorcières, buveurs, elfes… jusqu’à la jolie danseuse du Moulin Rouge ; alors ils comprendront que la frontière entre le bien et le mal est fine et que les apparences sont souvent trompeuses…

Sandy une belle et séduisante femme qui fut la fille aînée de sa famille dans laquelle ils sont juste deux enfants, son frère Daley et elle. Orpheline de mère depuis 5 ans, Sandy est devenu la seule femme de la maison parce qu'après la mort de leur mère, leur père monsieur Henry n'a pas voulu se marier avec une autre femme. Sandy est âgée de 25 ans et elle travaille déjà dans une grande entreprise de le place après avoir obtenu sa maîtrise en compatibilité. Tout allait bien et très bien dans la famille jusqu'au jour où Sandy a fait la connaissance de Bobby. Un jeune homme, rusé et très intelligent avec qui Sandy s'est mise en relation et qui a demandé Sandy en mariage avec le temps juste dans le but d'avoir ce qu'il veut chez cette dernière. Étant aveuglée par amour, Sandy ne savait pas que Bobby était juste venu profiter d'elle et la laisser après. Bobby a fait découvrir un monde très amère à Sandy, un monde qui a transformé Sandy à ce qu'elle n'avait jamais voulu être. Ce fameux monde que nous appelons “Déception ” Sandy avec cette blessure au cœur était plongée dans l'obscurité de l'amour. Elle avait perdu le goût de l'amour et pour elle l'amour, le vrai n'existe pas. Mais comme l'adage dit : « On ne peut apprécier le miel sans avoir goûté au vinaigre.» Sandy n'avait pas eu la chance de goûter à un amour au goût de miel et c'est à un amour à l'eau de vinaigre qu'elle a eu à goûter. Comment Sandy va-t-elle s'y prendre ? Aura-t-elle la chance d'apprécier, de goûter ce bel monde de l'amour qui a ce goût de miel, doux même plus que le miel ? Est-ce qu'elle changera cette façon de voir les choses...

Des étincelles jaillissent, des mensonges se déroulent et des erreurs qui mènent au péril sont commises lorsqu'un riche éleveur de bétail du Texas cache son identité alors qu'il rencontre la fille gâtée et mondaine d'un homme d'affaires de la Nouvelle-Orléans qui lui a été aveuglément promise en mariage. Aiden est un propriétaire de ranch texan beau et sexy qui a été approché par un associé de la Nouvelle-Orléans pour fusionner par mariage avec la fille de l'associé. Voulant voir sa future épouse dans son propre élément sans savoir qui il est, il prétend être celui qui a été envoyé pour la chercher à la place. Pauline est la fille gâtée qui résiste au mariage avec un homme dont elle est sûre qu'elle ressemble à un vieux crapaud et, après être tombée amoureuse du cow-boy sexy qui a été envoyé la chercher, s'enfuit et est capturée par de méchants trafiquants. Maintenant, Aiden doit la retrouver et la sauver... et avouer sa véritable identité. La trouvera-t-il à temps pour la sauver d'un destin aussi méchant ? Et... Seront-ils capables de survivre aux dangers qui les menacent, de s'aimer et de surmonter tout cela pour une vie heureuse ensemble ?

Ve·tur /vetr/ /vɛːtʏr/ /veːtʊr/ Faroese, Icelandic, Old Norse noun meaning winter Groomed to be pure perfection in the eyes of a never-satisfied mother, Cyan struggled to find her place within her clan. She knew her responsibility to them, but she had yet to deliver. They accepted her, failure and all, they still loved her. But love and acceptance are futile in the eyes of time. And time is something she can’t take for granted because soon, it will run out. Refusing to tempt fate, and for their own selfish gain, those closest to Cyan betrayed her in the worst way possible. Secrets. Lies. Absolute deception. She didn’t break though. She snapped. And when she snapped, time no longer mattered because she would end them all.

Alpha Xendy has been searching for his mate since he turned eighteen. At a hundred years old, he has lost hope and is losing his powers and influence in the largest Pack in America. The council is pushing for a chosen mate and his ruthless stepbrother who he believes killed his mother for the Alpha position has been planning to take over in the last century. He thinks those are his only problems until he is haunted by his late father's actions and enemies. Bewitched by her stepmother, Iyya is a nineteen old who has been condemned to live in a peacock's body. She is brought into a supernatural world she never knew existed after her transformation. Fate has brought Iyya and Xendy together as destined mates, but there is more to be revealed to these two, a choice between life and death, a choice between love and the lives of the entire werewolf's lives lies in their hands.

Bella existed as little more than a servant, her worth reduced to scrubbing toilets and enduring the whims of Jace, the Alpha's privileged heir. But when fate intervenes, revealing Bella as Jace's destined mate, the game changes drastically. Jace, accustomed to taking what he wants without consequence, is blindsided by the realization that Bella is meant for him. As the mate bond ignites a fiery passion within him, he's forced to confront his own shortcomings and the depth of his feelings for the girl he once saw as disposable. Yet, winning Bella's trust proves to be an uphill battle, the scars of her past interactions with Jace running deep. Even as he pledges his love and devotion, doubts linger—can she ever truly forgive him? And even if she does, can they carve out a future together in a world where power and pack politics threaten to tear them apart?

There were five things I was absolutely certain I wouldn't miss even if I became blind: -The first one was the fact that I was a slave and my life would never go back to the way it was. -The Second one was the Duke who bought me was a dragon hiding his identity for a reason I didn't know. Weren't dragons supposed to be powerful and all? Using his race might give him a huge advantage in politics. -The third one I was certain the Duke was hungry for me and I started to love him. Furthermore, he was cursed and the cursed ones didn't live for more than a year. Conquering him was a lost cause; a battle with less than 50% of success. However… Was it really necessary to label numbers on everything that was happening? -The Fourth one: Was it really necessary for Dotoria, the human land, to curse the other races existing within its borders? I wasn't confident about the statement. Nonetheless, everyone was looking for a wish granter gem. The nine kingdoms collided eying the gemstone like a prize for dominion. -The Fifth one had the magic of belief in it; Do you work on your dream or stay back hiding behind a smoke of mist fearing failure? I wanted to escape but I gradually lost interest in it. The world was a mystery in my eyes and I was taught to never engage in a battle with less than 50% of success. Do I even have a dream because the only thing I wished for was the reason I was a slave. People were driven by dreams and goals and I didn't have one yet.