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The second part of Hannah and Garin's story that kicks off immediately from where part one left off. The fight to keep their love chain intact while remaining alive is made harder when the odds are stacked against them. More is revealed about our heroes' history, a new enemy is brought to light, new celestials are discovered and a celestial war looms ever closer. What will become of the vessels' fate and how will their story end?

In my past life, I toiled away at the Lincoln family and treated my in-laws like they were a king and a queen. I also gave my stepson the best education possible and helped him get into a renowned college. Yet, I later ended up dead on the street. My stepson said, "You're not my mother. You'll never be her!" He breaks my legs, kicks me out of the house, and watches as I starve to death. It's only after my death that I find out he's the illegitimate son of my husband and his true love! When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the day my husband, Simon Lincoln, brings my stepson home.

With a history like ours, the meaning of the word family tended to tangle into something unrecognizable. DNA and bloodlines didn’t tie us together, and neither did our last names. Various shades of grey blurred the branches of our twisted family tree. I wasn’t her brother. They weren’t my parents. Not that it mattered… She was off limits. Portia was my friend. Then my foster sister. And she’d always be the love of my life. Family Ties is created by Stephie Walls, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

What if what you thought you knew was nothing but Lies? What if the meaning of Love from your perspective is different from reality? Or did it? Can you marry a Fiend? What about a bloodthirsty, Ruthless Harpy? Is love worth risking your life? Can true happiness lure you to the deadly vicinity? Once upon a time, a happiest couple found themselves in a similar situation, where you get to choose whether you trust in Love power or you Demolish all that you have built for a long time. Stay with me to find out what's what and who's who, with our two narrators! Affirmative, you're definitely going to hear the story from both perspectives!

Maxine A. K. A Max John's is a senior at St John's. She doesn't believe in love nor in mysteries or fate. Her spiritual being feels threatened. For some reason she sometimes dreams about a mystical girl she has never met. She is abused at home, she fights for survival and dignity, but is oblivious of who she really is and where she comes from, or what she'll become. Her existence was declined eon years ago. What if she has a bigger purpose....what if her past caught up with her long ago but never realized it? Until….. Maya is a known kindergarten teacher, she has to start teaching at St Johns. She is a princess in a land oblivious to mankind. Her people are escapees of descendants of a world one can wish to be part of. A city where no man lives. She was chosen to lead her people but doesn't want to. She runs away to live amongst humans. She always wanted to be free and choose her own life, and lover. She dreams about a young girl. She never questioned why? Until...... All calls they return to their homes, humanity is at stake, and they are the only ones to fight who was coming, what had been going on eons ago? What will they do? Duck, or dive?

"Call me sir." He demanded."What?" I heard it correct yet asked again to make sure did I hear correct? "Don't your thick head get things at once?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows without moving his gaze from mine. No way I am going to call him sir. Thick head! It's the second time he told that. What does he think of himself?I cleared my throat and spoke. "Firstly, I'm not going to call you sir. I'm not your slave to do so. And secondly, I don't have a thick head." I protested. "Slave? Seeing a word by its abbreviation." He quirked a brow. "Your thick head has a little knowledge in it." This time he inched more close while the corner of his perfect shifted to a smirk. Move back, Mister!"Yes, I do see a word by its meaning," I said, trying not to fall in his gaze. (S.I.R = Slave - I - Remain) He got closer and closer and stooped near my ear while keeping his hands on the table, either side of me. I could feel his brushing against my earlobe when he spoke in a low deep voice. "If you don't, I'll cancel this deal." 'No! I can't let this happen.'~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am either drown into the deep green sea or flew up into the bright blue sky, for sure I was lost in his blue-green eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time marched by days into months and months into a year. Everything in my life has changed but one thing remains the same. Years ago I would've never pictured my life the way it is now.

What would you do if you saw a woman who really looks like you in your dream murder someone? What would you do if you know that it is not you but when you woke up the dead body is already under your bed but there is no evidence or even a single sign of murder? What would you do if you heard voices and saw scenes that made you insane? And what would you do if you’re the only one who came back from the dead after the bus accident? Find out the life of Irish Stephen who came back from the dead after the bus that she was riding together with her friends, colleagues and boyfriend fell off a cliff that made it totally wreck. People call her “Lazarus” and “Lucky” for returning back from the dead but for her it is a curse because after an accident she knows that there is something wrong with her. She starts seeing things, seeing people that she doesn't know, and hearing voices that she thought is just an effect of the accident. Only her friend Devon understands her and helps her by consulting his friend named, Luna, who knows about spiritual awakenings who told Irish to empty her heart from hatred because of what happened to her in the past of losing someone she loved and her life. When she starts discovering what is happening to her; it is more than what she expected because it is all connected to her dreams and to her visions. The voices that she hears and the things that she sees are all connected to her. Find out how it happened and how Irish became a living dead. Here in MORTEM from one of the best story-teller; I.B.LOYOLA

Sonia had a hard life after getting away from her parents. She lived a life of a princess but now she wasn't more than a slave. But her life changed even more dramatically when she was forced into a marriage by a billionaire who is known for his notorious image. A man who can make anyone shiver in fear. But her nightmare didn't end there. He found himself annoyingly attracted to her, too much to resist. Though he doesn't know the meaning of love, he wants her. All he wanted was to keep her with him whereas Sonia was determined to leave because of her hidden identity. She made a deal with him that he would let her go once she completed the task he gave her and he agreed reluctantly in a tricky manner. But will he ever let her go? What will happen if he gets to know that Sonia is the same girl he had been searching for, for four long years? Know more about the couple in the book and how their threatened story becomes an irresistible love story. *********** "It's done Mr. Arjun" Sonia walked into the room after successfully completing her task, but the man before him had a suspicious smirk tugged on his face. He tossed a file before her. "Just take a look" Sonia reached out for the file and opened it, her eyes widened in disbelief. "This is cheating...! I never agreed to this" she defended, Arjun lifted his gaze and looked at her. "Didn't you sign the contract consciously?" she nodded. "Then that's it" "But how could it be a forever contract...? You tricked me...!" *********** Please do leave a review and comment about the book to let me know how my work is going on. Thank you for reading. ❤️❤️

The rare combination of love of fire and ice, when two opposite poles collide, a hot sizzle arises “Do you think you can escape from this trap, my dear little love” He gripped her chin while pinning her body to the wall, “Please let me go” she pleaded him, He replied with a smirk on his face, “you turned me on, now you have to bear the consequences.” She gulped hard in fear, listening to his words, his blue eyes had more darkness than any black eyes she had ever seen. “You're perfect to be mine” his words echoed in the whole room, while his lips landed on her rose petals like lips, “you're meant to be mine always.” The man is none other than, Her enemy in society, Her professor at university, Her boss in the office, Finally, her husband in bed. He is the realistic meaning of dangerous. She is the realistic meaning of innocence with cunningness. He can make people shiver in hot summer. She can make people to sweat in peaks of winter He is her rain to cool her anger and ego, she is his fire to give warmth in his cold heart. Both love dominance, but she became his submissive mysteriously. She hated him, she hated his existence once, but now he is her everything. Currently, she has two missions to fulfill; Mission A : to escape from him. Mission B : to find him before he finds her, make him to fall in love, and make him to dote on her. Can these missions change her life, or her destiny remains the same? Additively Dark and Seductively Sexy. Dramatic and full of Suspense that will have you guessing at every turn, to know more, get ready for an exciting roller coaster ride.

I am Seranda Williams the uwanted, born from a lineage of slaves, embedded with the mark of Zeranda cursed god of the souls of the dead. A plague waiting to be eradicated. a plague waiting to be destroyed, a celebration at my death, festivity at the sight of my blood. I stare from the open bars of my home, a crumbling place known to others as a dungeon, but I have called this place home for the last 18 years, today is that day, the long-awaited day of my death. I feel nothing, I have been groomed as a sacrificial lamb. am neither the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. Nothing is there to be felt, I was neither provided information on why I must die, nothing could break me. No, they can't…can they? Neglected separated front all. Groomed as a sacrificial lamb, what was there to hope for? I am not the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. I have lived off scraps of food for the longest time, not like I saw meaning to why I was fed. I was going to be killed either way. I got myself ready, but there wasn't much to be done, I washed my hair with the little water left from the previous day, I have been isolated from humans since my birth. I did not get the chance to be a child like every other kid out there. I was barely given enough to last me for 18 years. The door abruptly opens and hefty men rush in with chains and shackles. “Tie the slave”