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I'm known as a freak girl...why? Maybe it's because I'm the only girl in high school who doesn't just care about sex, clothes and parties, I thought about leaving school and going to a place far away where I would be happy and people wouldn't judge me alone. because I am myself. For a second I forget I'm on planet earth and I remember that it seems like society's new hobby is judging people by what they wear, hear, eat, etc. The point is that nowadays people don't judge others for their character but for frivolous reasons, that's why I keep away from society. I don't think anyone understands me just my books or that's what I thought. The first day of class was never easy for me, I even talk to my colleagues, but with none of them I have that intimacy. Worst thing is when you have that teacher who loves to make us all talk a little about ourselves to the class, I think this is my worst nightmare but it comes true.... -Rosalie introduce herself to the class please say my art teacher pointing at me, at the time i started to break out in a cold sweat which was weird and embarrassing, i got up and went to the front of the classroom. -Hi, my name is Rosalie, call me Rose, I'm 16 years old and I've never failed a grade and many people know me here. there I don't have much to say and that bye everyone clapped and some laughed and kept talking about me, I sat down and soon the teacher called a boy I had never seen, he started to introduce himself he seemed shy from what I understood he was new to school and town he was different he was quiet and handsome i saw something different about him that was weird i didn't want to, i didn't see him like any other boy i saw him differently the weird thing was i wanted to find out why I looked at him and noticed something different... I couldn't be attracted to him... or could I?

William Pavanelli PrendesNeuer Autor

A drop of blood fell into her father's grave. Angels and demons came to fetch it. On a morning of eclipse, the sun and the moon meet over Kaldvik, in the frozen north of Andronor. In the afternoon, Aldara climbs the slope to leave blue thistle on her father's grave. A thorn pierces her finger. A drop falls to the earth. Down below, in the Umbra, a demonic lord sees the glow of that blood and recognizes what the gods had deemed extinct. The eclipse made the veil between the worlds thin. The demons rise. From the Splendor the angels descend. In the midst of the fight, Roriel, commander of the phalanx, saves Aldara and closes the wound on her shoulder with a sung word. Then Árcon, god of justice and light, gives the sentence: the mortal must die. The one who descends to carry it out is Roriel, alone. Angels do not know how to disobey. Roriel finds the only way not to kill her. He tears off his own wings. Without light and without flight, in a body that now feels cold and hunger, he flees with Aldara to the Mountain of White Silence. There the two raise a house, and he learns to live as a man. But the sky has not forgotten the order, and in the Umbra the lord who saw that glow keeps waiting.

Bea B Pereira

A tale from the Universe of Blades of Blood and Salt When documents begin to disappear from the Royal Archives shortly after her coronation, Queen Yrana finds an unlikely ally in Arinos, a young scholar obsessed with unraveling patterns. Together, they uncover a silent conspiracy capable of changing the fate of Beamar.

Bea B Pereira

A tale from the Universe of Blades of Blood and Salt When young King Yancy sets out to end the war in the Afeosh Mountains, he did not expect to find in Niaria - the rebel leader - his greatest enemy and... his only ally. Between strategies, provocations, and whispered promises, the two seal a pact that will change Beamar forever. But every promise has a price, and theirs may cost more than they were prepared for.

TayCross

Lady Evangeline Greystone believes that attraction is just chemistry: dopamine and adrenaline. The daughter of a duke, a mathematician by training, and the owner of an entirely planned life, she spends a few days in Las Vegas, away from her family and the spotlight, when she meets in a dark bar a man with a dominant gaze who says no more than his first name. Four nights of sex, secrets, and anonymity later, each goes their own way, certain that it is over. A month later, two pink lines change everything. And he is not just a man with secrets: he is the crown prince of Azhar, and her baby is the future of a kingdom. Now there is a palace, a kingdom, and a single demand: marry. Not for love, but out of duty.

Within the cold walls of the Albatroz palace, Prince Arthur lives suffocated by crowns and rules of etiquette. In the humble coastal village, the peasant girl Amélia spends her days picking fruit and tending her garden. Two completely different worlds collide when Arthur flees the castle and stumbles into Amélia's basket of apples. What begins as an awkward encounter turns into a forbidden love that will defy the laws of the kingdom. But fate holds a greater mystery: an ancient legend in the village says that the sea will exact a tribute from royalty, taking a daughter whom everyone will mourn as dead, but who will actually become the greatest Captain of the Seas of all time. The Prince and the Peasant Girl is the thrilling story of love, overcoming, and mystery that serves as the origin for the legend of the Pirate Princess.