The Jewel That Stole The CEOs'Heart
C5 Chapter four Jealousy part two
The Jewel That Stole The CEOs'Heart novel online reading Amanda was finally at the end of her world... loosing everything all at once... Her job, apartment, Her bestfriend all in one week... But it seems fate wasn't done with her yet getting her into a very huge empire with nothing but a box of dirty clothes she salvaged... But then she captures the attention of Claudio Morelli.. Claudio meets this fiery redheaded spitfire with her bewitching emerald eyes and gets a sizzling reaction to her..... He sees Amy and wants to claim her as his.... But the ghosts of their pasts threatens the very obstacle of their emotions... which is rejection and trust Claudio just knows he wasn't letting this jewel out of his sight ☺️☺️ even if it means he is selfish because he sure as hell knows that he doesn't deserve her... *************** Chapter one Fallen again Standing in front of my burnt apartment with nothing but my bag and my phone... It was raining funny enough I was soaked but all I felt was nothing, I was numb... The firefighters were doing all they could for the remaining apartments.... They were addressing my neighbor guess me too but I was just too far away to hear the conversation..... Miss Gray.... A man was talking... Miss Gray... Yes.. I said... I am the head of this team, You can call me John. You can go in after an hour to salvage whatever you can tho I doubt you will get anything of value from the remains. You were lucky that you weren't home I guess.... Your apartment was the closest to the apartment were the gas exploded.... He said Uhhhmmm thank you I guess... I mumbled It's just our job ma'am... 2 hours later... I left the building with two laundry nylons containing my clothes and a few things that survived the fire... I had called Jessie, she is my childhood friend she is more of a sister than a bff.... Hey girlfriend Jessie greeted Hello I said holding my head down. Amy I know you and I know you are hurting that's why you are silent, sometimes honey you have to speak up to reduce the pain, just let it off your chest you know, Jessie said holding my hands. You know, I just feel wronged like come on, Alessia made me loose my job, she told Felicity that I was stealing from her she even had evidences linking me to the theft and I didn't even commit the crime. Felicity loved me like the daughter she never had if not for the affection she had for me I would be in jail now serving term for a crime I didn't commit. I said hugging her. But it's for the best and I can't still believe Alessia would do that to you, she really is something else. Jessie said You know the worst part she came over and told me that I was getting too comfortable; I was making progress with my mum, had a good job, and just put it in a way I had a good life, that I didn't deserve it that was why she did it. She was just jealous, she felt it, fed on it and used it to ruin me she was supposed to be part of our bff but turns out she was a freaking b**ch I finished angrily.
The sixth James Bond thriller from Ian Fleming’s typewriter.Dispatched by M to investigate the mysterious disappearance of MI6’s Jamaica station chief, Bond was expecting a holiday in the sun. But when he discovers a deadly centipede placed in his hotel room, the vacation is over.On this island, all suspicious activity leads inexorably to Dr Julius No, a reclusive megalomaniac with steel pincers for hands. To find out what the good doctor is hiding, 007 must enlist the aid of local fisherman Quarrel and alluring beachcomber Honeychile Rider.Together they will combat a local legend the natives call ‘the Dragon,’ before Bond alone must face the most punishing test of all: an obstacle course-designed by the sadistic Dr No himself-that measures the limits of the human body’s capacity for agony. I I HEAR YOU LOUD AND CLEAR punctually at six o'clock the sun set with a last yellow flash behind the Blue Mountains, a wave of violet shadow poured down Richmond Road, and the crickets and tree frogs in the fine gardens began to zing and tinkle. Apart from the background noise of the insects, the wide empty street was quiet. The wealthy owners of the big, withdrawn houses-the bank managers, company directors and top civil servants-had been home since five o'clock and they would be discussing the day with their wives or taking a shower and changing their clothes. In half an hour the street would come to life again with the cocktail traffic, but now this very superior half mile of 'Rich Road', as it was known to the tradesmen of Kingston, held nothing but the suspense of an empty stage and the heavy perfume of night-scented jasmine. Richmond Road is the 'best' road in all Jamaica. It is Jamaica's Park Avenue, its Kensington Palace Gardens, its Avenue D'lena. The 'best' people live in its big old-fashioned houses, each in an acre or two of beautiful lawn set, too trimly, with the finest trees and flowers from the Botanical Gardens at Hope. The long, straight road is cool and quiet and withdrawn from the hot, vulgar sprawl of Kingston where its residents earn their money, and, on the other side of the T-inter-section at its top, lie the grounds of King's House, where the Governor and Commander-in-Chief of Jamaica lives with his family. In Jamaica, no road could have a finer ending. On the eastern corner of the top intersection stands No 1 Richmond Road, a substantial two-storey house with broad white-painted verandas running round both floors. From the road a gravel path leads up to the pillared entrance through wide lawns marked out with tennis courts on which this evening, as on all evenings, the sprinklers are at work. This mansion is the social Mecca of Kingston. It is Queen's Club, which, for fifty years, has boasted the power and frequency of its blackballs. Such stubborn retreats will not long survive in modern Jamaica. One day Queen's Club will have its windows smashed and perhaps be burned to the ground, but for the time being it is a useful place to fi
Online Game: Unmatched in World
Online Game: Unmatched in World novel online reading She was drunk and restless and unforgettable. When she woke up, she ran away in a panic; when they met again, he pushed her against the wall and, desperate, asked, How much money is enough to play with you again? After saying that, he forcefully hugged her and threw her onto the bed, bending over to press her down … *************** Year 2108, December 12th, China. The game "Golden Age" had already occupied the top spot in Chinese gaming for eight years! Today, the annual "Golden Age" server league finals will begin at 2 pm. The finals were divided into the individual and guild finals. At two in the afternoon, the individual competition would begin with the individual competition. The contestants would then be able to win two of the three matches in the individual competition. After more than a month of preliminaries and knock-out matches, the two players that had made it into the finals were the Supreme One and Night Star Souls. The supreme being was a household name in the game world. Not only was he the leader of "Golden Age", he had also won the individual competition of "Golden Age" twice in a row. This time, he was singing along the way to defend the crown. Compared to supreme beings, the Night Star Soul was even more legendary! In the short two years that he had entered the online game "Golden Age", he had single-handedly created "Star Moon Dynasty". It was said that Ye Xinghan's actions were vicious, and he had numerous powerful generals. During these two years, several large guilds of "Golden Age" were annihilated and annexed by the "Star-Moon Dynasty". This was the first time Ye Xinghan had participated in the "Golden Age" 's server league, and he was able to break into the finals without any suspense. Coincidentally, these two guilds were participating in the finals. It was 1: 30 in the afternoon, still early to the finals. The official competition platform of "Golden Age" was already occupied by millions of gamers. Everyone was discussing it, hoping that the finals would be the focus of everyone's attention. 1: 50 PM. The live broadcast of the official competition platform began. "Everyone, good afternoon. Welcome to the eighth round of the individual competition finals of" Golden Age ". "I am Miao Miao, the host." "Hello everyone. I am the host Lin Mu. Welcome all of you!" "..." A sweet-looking female host and a slightly vulgar male host introduced the two contestants at a leisurely pace. "Supreme, full level 90 berserker, dressed in godly equipment... "If he succeeds in defending the crown this time, he'll become the first player in" Golden Age "to win the individual competition three times in a row …" This was the voice of a beautiful female host.
The Judas Strain
New York Times bestselling author James Rollins returns with a terrifying story of an ancient menace reborn to plague the modern world . . . and of an impossible hope that lies hidden in the most shocking place imaginable: within the language of angels. ju·das strain, n. A scientific term for an organism that drives an entire species to extinction.From the depths of the Indian Ocean, a horrific plague has arisen to devastate humankind--a disease that's unknown, unstoppable . . . and deadly. But it is merely a harbinger of the doom that is to follow. Aboard a cruise liner transformed into a makeshift hospital, Dr. Lisa Cummings and Monk Kokkalis--operatives of SIGMA Force--search for answers to the bizarre affliction. But there are others with far less altruistic intentions. In a savage and sudden coup, terrorists hijack the vessel, turning a mercy ship into a floating bio-weapons lab.A world away, SIGMA's Commander Gray Pierce thwarts the murderous schemes of a beautiful would-be killer who holds the first clue to the discovery of a possible cure. Pierce joins forces with the woman who wanted him dead, and together they embark upon an astonishing quest following the trail of the most fabled explorer in history: Marco Polo. But time is an enemy as a worldwide pandemic grows rapidly out of control. As a relentless madman dogs their every step, Gray and his unlikely ally are being pulled into an astonishing mystery buried deep in antiquity and in humanity's genetic code. And as the seconds tick closer to doomsday, Gray Pierce will realize he can truly trust no one, for any one of them could be . . . a Judas. NOTE FROM THE HISTORICAL RECORD Herein lies a mystery. In the year 1271, a young seventeen-year-old Venetian named Marco Polo left with his father and uncle on a voyage to the palaces of Kublai Khan in China. It was a journey that would last twenty-four years and bring forth stories of the exotic lands that lay to the east of the known world: wondrous tales of endless deserts and jade-rich rivers, of teeming cities and vast sailing fleets, of black stones that burned and money made of paper, of impossible beasts and bizarre plants, of cannibals and mystic shamans. After serving seventeen years in the courts of Kublai Khan, Marco returned to Venice in 1295, where his story was recorded by a French romanticist named Rustichello, in a book titled in Old French, Le Divisament dou Monde (or The Description of the World). The text swept Europe. Even Christopher Columbus carried a copy of Marco's book on his journey to the New World. But there is one story of this journey that Marco refused to ever tell, referring only obliquely to it in his text. When Marco Polo had left China, Kublai Khan had granted the Venetian fourteen immense ships and six hundred men. But when Marco finally reached port after two years at sea, there remained but two ships and only eighteen men. The fate of the other ships and men remain a mystery to this day. Was it shipwreck,
Great Cookery God System
C478 Qi Yuehao
Great Cookery God System novel online reading *Congratulations to the host for activating the "Cucumber Encounter" mission. Congratulations to the Host for activating the "Three people must have fried rice" quest. Congratulations to the Host for activating the "Priceless Fried Rice" quest. …… He looked at these ridiculous quests in shock. System, what do you actually want? "Be a dish that the world cannot cook, a person that the world cannot be called a hero!" *************** "It's fucking disgusting!" The only customer in the shop spat out the food Ye Chen made and scolded him mercilessly after he tasted it. After cursing for a while, the customer threw away a few yuan and left. Before leaving, he took a look at the signboard of Ye's Fast Food and swore that he would never come here to eat again. It was even worse than pig food. Was it for people to eat? Ye Chen looked at the empty shop and smiled bitterly. He put away the money left by the customers and quietly cleaned the rubbish on the floor. Once upon a time, Ye's Fast Food was also a fast food restaurant with no difference in scenery. Every morning, he was busy until late at night. The shop was always full and full of people. However, three years ago, his parents had an accident, and the husband and wife had both passed away, leaving only this fast food restaurant for Ye Chen. His father's biggest wish before his death was to hope that Ye Chen could continue to do what he wanted in Ye's Fast Food. In order to fulfill his father's last wish, Ye Chen had to change from a student to the owner of a fast food restaurant. Little did he know that Ye Chen had no taste since he was born. No one, including his parents, knew about this. This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the family of food and beverages. In order to fulfill his parents' long-cherished wish, or in other words, to survive, Ye Chen had no choice but to continue managing this declining Ye's Fast Food. Looking at the dishes that he had cooked on the table, Ye Chen picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth. It was like chewing wax. "Is it that bad?" Ye Chen did not know what the taste of the dishes he made was, nor could he imagine how bad it was. At this moment, a couple passed by the door. The woman said, "Let's eat at this place. There aren't many people here. After eating, let's hurry up and go watch a movie." The man said, "Don't, I know this restaurant. It tastes terrible." The woman: "How bad is it?" The man said, "Last time, an old man came in with a crutch to eat. In the end, he was carried away by an ambulance."
C3 How to Add Points Is a Problem
Creation Improver novel online reading What, I actually transmigrated? I could even attribute points for everything? And there was no level limit? My goodness. I'm going to start acting cool now … *************** "You don't have a damn memory, right? I spent money to invite you over, so that you can hide from me?" You don't want the money anymore, right? " After all, he was still waiting for the money to pay the rent. "Brother Wang, look, I'm here for a fight, not to be a punching bag. Plus, the rules don't say that I'm not allowed to hide. In the dim corridor of the underground boxing arena, Qin Feng and Brother Wang stood facing each other. From time to time, one could hear the heart-wrenching screams of customers coming from outside the wall, fully leaking out their excess hormones. "Forget it, go back and have a good rest …" Brother Wang picked up his phone and finally transferred the money to Qin Feng. "Thank you, Brother Wang" Qin Feng endured the pain and raised his head to smile. In his heart, he scolded Fatty Wang several times. He had said that he would be using a fake boxing style to set a winning streak, but as soon as his opponent appeared on stage, he felt as if he had gone mad and his face was almost disfigured. After exiting the underground boxing arena, Qin Feng realized that it had started to rain lightly at some point in time. It was drizzling and the night was much quieter. As for the location of the underground boxing ring, it was located in a relatively remote area of the old city. In addition to the rainy weather, if one wanted to get a taxi back, they would have to rely on luck and patience. However, because he was still rushing to make his appointment, Qin Feng didn't hesitate and directly dove into the rain. Qin Feng had walked this street many times before, but tonight, he had an inexplicable feeling of disharmony. It was as if something big was about to happen. Qin Feng was not a suspicious person, but this thought was still lingering in his mind. In addition, the streets were very dark during the rainy night. The dim yellow light from the street lamps could only illuminate a small area, which made Qin Feng even more nervous. "Ta! Ta! Ta!..." Just as Qin Feng was about to cross a corner, a soft sound came from the passageway on the left. At first, Qin Feng thought it was the footsteps of humans, but he soon realized that something was amiss. This sound didn't have any rhythm to it, it seemed more like someone was randomly swatting at the rain-filled road. He wasn't sure if it was just an illusion, but there seemed to be a faint female hum mixed within. Out of caution, Qin Feng immediately stopped his steps. His heart also instantly caught in his throat. There must be something going on ahead! At this moment, all sorts of shocking city legends rushed into Qin Feng's mind. Murder? Or was it a supernatural event? Although he knew it was possible that this was an act of suicide, Qin Feng's heart was like a cat's paw scra
NARUTO:THE UCHIHA MAN
C3 Convinced after losing
NARUTO:THE UCHIHA MAN novel online reading Reborn Naruto and become Uchiha Shisui's brother, the descendant of Uchiha Mirror. Uchiha's opening sign to Aizen Soyousuke's template! Three generations of Hokage: Slightly, is a good boy with good character. Uchiha Tomitake: Slightly, you have to become the link between the family and the village. Uchiha Shisui: Brother! I want to use other gods to change your wrong thoughts! Itachi Uchiha: No matter how dark the village is, I will always be Konoha ninja Uchiha Itachi. *************** "Art fire escape ho fireball!" "Art fire escape ho fireball! In the light of the fire, a meaningful smile appeared on Uchiha's face. "Shisui, that's the end of today's cultivation." "Oh~ don't! Brother will stay with me for a while!" Uchiha Shisui is still swelling and authentic. Uchihiro waved at him with a slight smile. "Oh~" Uchiha Shisui ran over excitedly, but what was waiting for him was a bullet on his forehead. "Next time, Shishui. After sending his brother to leave. Uchihiro stood alone on the cliff, overlooking the Konoha Shinobu Village underneath. "It's been four years..." Uchihiro is not a person in this world. He is a traverser from a blue planet! The excitement of driving for the first time was soon obliterated by the cruel reality. In one execution, his parents both died in battle. I still remember that day, the high-level Konoha sent back two cold corpses. Uchiha clearly saw that his parents had their eyes gouged away after their parents died! The cause of death is also very strange...
Perfect Super Natural Power
C425 Grand Ending
Perfect Super Natural Power novel online reading *After he was coerced into a room at a bar by the beautiful director,he got a magical pen which can help him to know almost anything. From then on, he started his erotic life, beautiful director, violent police, innocent school beauties, charming young women, and one after the other. But there's no such thing as a free lunch!There is a bigger plot behind that pen. Can he save himself? *************** The night was bright. Lu Yonghao stood on the bridge, looking down at the endless flow of traffic, and suddenly felt dizzy. The city was too noisy, and the neon lights of the surrounding businesses made the night seem like daytime. Lu Yonghao had just graduated from Wuhan University and came to Beijing with his girlfriend Chen Yan. It took them two months to finally find a job. They were busy every day, but didn't earn much. Don't worry, she said. Lu Yonghao wasn't in a hurry, but when he looked at Chen Yan, she seemed to be very anxious. She worked day and night every day, and the time they spent together was getting less and less. Just now, Chen Yan had called and said that she would not go back tonight. Fine! How should he spend this long night? Lu Yonghao looked around and then his gaze fell onto a bar. He had worked continuously for two weeks without a day of rest. He finally came back early today, so he had to relax and go for a stroll in the bar. Lust was not his goal. Being lured by Lust was what he wanted. There were many people in the bar, the lighting was hazy, and there was an ambiguous tune to it. The DJ on the stage lowered his head, looking like an artist. Lu Yonghao sat down in a corner and asked for something to drink. Then his eyes wandered around. The dim light masked his vulgarity, causing his eyes to shine. "Hey! "Bro!" Suddenly slapped, Lu Yonghao was shocked, he turned around, a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap smiled at him: "Is he alone? Can I sit here? " "I'm sorry! I'm not a comrade. " The peaked cap man lowered the brim of his hat as he laughed, "I'm not a comrade. I'm just bored and would like to drink with you. Let me treat you." "Then you should find a beauty." "Women are not as straightforward as men." The peaked cap man sat down and placed his drink on the table. Lu Yonghao took a glance at it, it was a bottle of foreign wine and it seemed to be expensive. Fine! For the sake of the wine, I'll let you sit here. The cap poured wine for Lu Yonghao and said, "Have a taste, Scottish Chivas. Hey! Dude, tell me, is it fun for this single woman to drink alone here? Don't laugh at me, I rarely go into bars! Today, a friend asked me to wait for him at this bar! "But he hasn't come yet. It's too boring to be alone." "What single girl?" Lu Yonghao asked hurriedly. After observing for a long time, he didn't see any single person. "There's one over there, wearing white …" The peaked cap man pursed his lips in one direction. He followed the direction of the peaked cap man's pout
C170 The Curtain Fell
Assassins Guild novel online reading *The Age of Planetary has arrived！ And this is story of a legendary assassin. After the end of the Earth era, humanity entered the period of great migration. The United Nations was reorganized into the Interstellar Alliance, and most countries gradually disbanded. Extraterrestrial space exploration and migration were becoming more and more popular. Among them, all kinds of killer organizations start to rise from the ash of history. But none of them can be called the Assassins. Until that early morning, the mysterious visitor quietly left the "Plain Field Village." No one noticed his departure, just as no one noticed his arrival. However, when he left, the child on his back had already disappeared... *************** The heat of the star was fading away, leaving only a red light in the corner of his eye, scattering the earth red. This was the best time of the day. Michael narrowed his eyes slightly, the wrinkles on his face relaxing slightly, and he faintly admired the beautiful scene of Planet Tarr's dusk. Planet Tarr was a remote place, and "Pingyuan Village" was a remote place. Other than the white limestone, there were also even more white limestone. Pale white, this was the unanimous evaluation given by most people who had come here before. Pingyuan Village was a very small village. There were only 31 families in the entire village. The locals mainly relied on making handicrafts to survive. They lived a primitive and poor life. There was a church in the village, which was the iconic building of the "Pingyuan Village. Michael was the only priest here. Everyone in the village was a devout believer. People who were used to living in big cities would never be able to adapt to the dull life here. Michael, on the other hand, fell in love with the dull life here. Perhaps it was because he was color blind that he was already used to this greyish white tone. Or perhaps it was because he had traveled in the sea of stars in his early years. He had seen too much deception. In short, when he first set foot on this planet, He was hopelessly captured by the ubiquitous indifference. Michael sat on the steps of the church's entrance, calmly watching the children chasing and playing not far away. These children were orphans, and Michael and the church behind him had undoubtedly become their shelter. This was a very plain fact, just like Michael's calm smile at the moment. However, this was a day that was destined to be uneventful. The dusk was like blood. Unknowingly, a figure had appeared far away on the horizon. Michael's eyes narrowed even more, almost forming a slit. He felt the grayish-white scene in front of him turn slightly scarlet. In just a short moment, The figure had come to the door of the church. Michael did not turn his head to look at the visitor. He just smiled calmly. "May I ask if you are Senior Smith?" The visitor was tall and muscular. His bronze-colored skin gave off a heavy feeling, and under his si
James Rollins takes you to the edge of modern medicine, genetics, and technology, revealing the next evolutionary leap forward: Immortality — a future conceived through the monstrous ingenuity of man...Galilee, 1025. A cunning Templar knight uncovers a holy treasure: the Bachal Isu — the staff of Jesus Christ — a priceless icon that holds a mysterious and terrifying power that will forever change humanity if unleashed.A millennium later, Somali pirates hijack a yacht off the coast off the Horn of Africa, kidnapping a young pregnant American woman and brutally killing her husband. Painter Crowe and his SIGMA team are enlisted for the top secret rescue mission. The kidnapped woman is Amanda Gant-Bennett, the daughter of U.S. president James Gant. Crowe is more than a little suspicious that the kidnapping masks a far more nefarious plot.In the field, Commander Gray Pierce leads his small team of operatives into the treacherous African jungle to find the missing woman. But what should be a straightforward rescue turns into a fiery ambush and a deadly act of betrayal. As Commander Pierce and his team discover, the hostage is a pawn in a shattering act of terrorism with dark and shocking repercussions. And the danger is only beginning... WORDS FROM ASSASSINATED PRESIDENTS On the existence and threat of modern-day secret societies: We are opposed around the world by a monolithic and ruthless conspiracy that relies primarily on covert means for expanding its sphere of influencebuilding a tightly knit, highly efficient machine that combines military, diplomatic, intelligence, economic, scientific and political operations. - JOHN F. KENNEDY, FROM A SPEECH GIVEN AT THE WALDORF-ASTORIA HOTEL ON APRIL 27, 1961 On life and death: Surely God would not have created such a being as man, with an ability to grasp the infinite, to exist only for a day! No, no, man was made for immortality. - ABRAHAM LINCOLN NOTES FROM THE HISTORICAL RECORD Throughout history, conspiracy theories abound. It is only human nature. We are forever looking for patterns amid chaos, for signs of the invisible puppeteer manipulating the grand scheme of lives, governments, and the path of mankind. Some of these shadowy plotters are cast as villains; others as great benefactors. Some of these secret cabals are based on historical facts; others are mere fanciful fictions; and yet even more are a Gordian knot of the two, woven so inexplicably together that the line between fact and fiction becomes a tangled tapestry of false history. And for no other organization in history has this stood truer than the infamous Knights Templar. In the early twelfth century, the order began as a group of nine knights, who swore to protect pilgrims on their way to and from the Holy Lands. From those humble beginnings, a great order would eventually grow in both wealth and power and spread across Europe until even popes and kings feared them. Then, on October 13, 1307, the king of France and the current pope co
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.Written for J.R.R. Tolkien’s own children, The Hobbit met with instant critical acclaim when it was first published in 1937. Now recognized as a timeless classic, this introduction to the hobbit Bilbo Baggins, the wizard Gandalf, Gollum, and the spectacular world of Middle-earth recounts of the adventures of a reluctant hero, a powerful and dangerous ring, and the cruel dragon Smaug the Magnificent. The text in this 372-page paperback edition is based on that first published in Great Britain by Collins Modern Classics (1998), and includes a note on the text by Douglas A. Anderson (2001). In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats - the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill - The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it - and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another. No going upstairs for the hobbit: bedrooms, bathrooms, cellars, pantries (lots of these), wardrobes (he had whole rooms devoted to clothes), kitchens, dining-rooms, all were on the same floor, and indeed on the same passage. The best rooms were all on the left-hand side (going in), for these were the only ones to have windows, deep-set round windows looking over his garden and meadows beyond, sloping down to the river. This hobbit was a very well-to-do hobbit, and his name was Baggins. The Bagginses had lived in the neighbourhood of The Hill for time out of mind, and people considered them very respectable, not only because most of them were rich, but also because they never had any adventures or did anything unexpected: you could tell what a Baggins would say on any question without the bother of asking him. This is a story of how a Baggins had an adventure, found himself doing and saying things altogether unexpected. He may have lost the neighbours' respect, but he gained-well, you will see whether he gained anything in the end. The mother of our particular hobbit... what is a hobbit? I suppose hobbits need some description nowadays, since they have become rare and shy of the Big People, as they call us. They are (or were) a little people, about half our height, and smaller
Legendary (Caraval 2)
Legendary (Caraval 2) Read Free A heart to protect. A debt to repay. A game to win.After being swept up in the magical world of Caraval, Donatella Dragna has finally escaped her father and saved her sister, Scarlett, from a disastrous arranged marriage. The girls should be celebrating, but Tella isn’t yet free. She made a desperate bargain with a mysterious criminal, and what Tella owes him no one has ever been able to deliver: Caraval Master Legend’s true name.The only chance of uncovering Legend’s identity is to win Caraval, so Tella throws herself into the legendary competition once more—and into the path of the murderous heir to the throne, a doomed love story, and a web of secrets…including her sister's. Caraval has always demanded bravery, cunning, and sacrifice, but now the game is asking for more. If Tella can’t fulfill her bargain and deliver Legend’s name, she’ll lose everything she cares about—maybe even her life. But if she wins, Legend and Caraval will be destroyed forever...Welcome, welcome to Caraval . . . the games have only just begun. *************** SEVEN YEARS AGO While some rooms on the estate had monsters hiding beneath the beds, Tella swore her mother’s suite concealed enchantment. Hints of emerald light dusted the air as if fairies came to play whenever her mother left. The room smelled of flowers plucked from secret gardens, and even when there wasn’t a breeze, the sheer curtains billowed around the magnificent canopy bed. Above, a citrine chandelier greeted Tella with the musical sounds of kissing glass, making it easy for her to imagine the suite was a bewitched portal to another world. Tella’s tiny feet made no sound as she tiptoed across thick ivory carpets to her mother’s dresser. Quickly, she stole a look over her shoulder and then snatched her mother’s jewelry box. Slick and heavy in Tella’s hands, the box was made of mother-of-pearl and covered in spiderwebbed gold filigree; Tella liked to pretend it was also charmed, for even when her fingers were dirty, they fortunately never left prints. Tella’s mother didn’t mind if her daughters played with her dresses or tried on her fancy slippers, but she’d asked them not to touch this box, which only made it more irresistible to Tella. Scarlett could spend her afternoons daydreaming about traveling shows like Caraval, but Tella liked to have real adventures. Today she pretended a wicked queen was holding a young elfin prince captive, and to save him, she needed to steal her mother’s opal ring, Tella’s favorite piece of jewelry. The milky stone was raw and rough, shaped like a starburst, with sharp tips that sometimes pricked her fingers. But when Tella held the opal up toward the light, the stone sparked, covering the room in embers of luminescent cherry, gold, and lavender that hinted at magic curses and rebel pixie dust. Sadly, the brassy band was too large for Tella’s finger, though every time she opened the box, she still slipped it on in case she’d grown. But this da
Outbreak: The Unknown Virus
Outbreak: The Unknown Virus The world has changed one day. The place that was once full of life is now deadland. Screams, cries, roaring engines, sirens, explosions, and gunshots roaring around. Kyra Leonhart, the daughter of the famous scientists. Stands in the middle of seemed to be warzone with her friends who lost in their own sanctuary. Those people they once knew now seen wandering around, with no soul. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter 1 In my nineteen years of existence, I couldn't agree more when people said, there's a lot of things happened that change the world, and the other side, it improves for a better way. Well, those doings were risky decision that almost made the people kill each other, good thing it didn't, it was intimidating and that's a fact. I still vividly remember what happened decades ago when slowly the world turned upside down because of the aggressively command by the recently president of the Philippines. He planned to update, moreover to change the perspective of everyone including the rules of our country. "A plant won't grow when you don't water them." He once said. Which he meant if he wouldn't declare some improvement in our country, Philippines will stay as one of the poor country in today's and yet he successfully succeed his plans. Philippines now is one of the richest country in the entire world. Nonetheless, there's a huge changes happened like what I've mentioned earlier. There's no longer called Luzon, Visayas and Mindanao. Nowadays, the entire Philippines was still form into three boundaries. Nonetheless, these are the... First one, is Alcheius, known as the Capital City which formerly Luzon, wherein the royalties lives. And when we say royalties, we're already talking about the person with a high profile. The Politicians, Riches and so on. Second is the Anchery which we called Visayas before and ofcourse the third one is Archion City. As the city, indeed. Technologies too were improved. It became more advanced so as we humans. "Students, please proceed to the open area now!" A huge goldish speaker attached from the wall along the hallway of the school tuned, bringing me back from my senses. Minute later on, someone's arm clang into mine as small giggle heard. And guess who? No other than my bestfriend, Kyra Leonhart. She has this small round face, tiny almond eyes, pointed nose and full lips. She's like a barbie with those singkit eyes. Her golden brown short hair cutted above shoulder level. "You're coming?" My eyes where on the open are, wherein our flag ceremony occurred. Since it still early in the morning, the sun heat aren't burning yet. And lots of my schoolmates along with their friends heading the area, well maybe except for me? "Not in the mood to listen shits." She flustered a plastic smile, making me roll my eyes. Yeah, what would I except from her? She's the typical girl who would choose staying inside a sc...
Savage: Tales Of An Unrecorded World
Chapter 293 Deep sleep...
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Ravens Of Eternity
Chapter 140 The Flow of Coin
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League Of Legends: Godly Healer
C1383 Intermediate Pk
League Of Legends: Godly Healer novel online reading *He once stepped onto the peak of his League of Legends profession and fell into a valley. After experiencing ups and downs, he once again ascended the throne with his identity as a new daddy! he's finally back! This time this man’s aim is the Triple Crown King？Could he became that eternal god once again？ *************** "Qin Nuo, go for the next match!" The flustered Coach Sima lightly patted Qin Nuo's shoulder, and the drowsy Qin Nuo instantly woke up. "Holy shit, who am I? Where am I?" The scene before his eyes gradually became clear. Seven or eight people were arguing at the same time. "Coach, why did you change me? What did I do wrong?" "Wu Ming, do you have any tactics that we had planned before?" "The hero you chose for me doesn't have the ability to push the line at all. How am I supposed to execute my tactics?" "You can't even use your mouth to tell your teammates that you're in the middle of a single battle?" "I …" Qin Nuo was still confused after listening to their conversation. He looked around and he seemed to be in a resting room. "My head hurts!" What exactly happened? " Qin Nuo lowered his head and muttered. He slapped his forehead with all his strength and some memory fragments instantly appeared in his mind. "Qin Nuo, male, 24 years old, single competitor in China's LPL Legend rank, No. 001. He once led the Fire Dragon Squad to win the LPL Championship in the 4th, 5th and 6th seasons and even stepped onto the stage of the World Cup finals. Unfortunately, he always missed out on the World Champion and became known as the Uncrowned King. " "At the beginning of the seventh season, a three-year-old daughter suddenly appeared. Because she wanted to take care of her child, she couldn't handle it, and her strength was greatly reduced. The entire season, she was beaten up to the point where she had no chance to retaliate at all, and she didn't even get to enter World Cup. "This year is the eighth season. Before the Spring Tournament, the old teammates, who could not see any hope of winning the World Cup championship, all changed teams and left, leaving only Qin Nuo and Coach Sima. The club also changed its owner and the team was renamed to Dragon Thrust Squadron." "This season, the Club has been urgently promoting a substitute to be a firefighter from the second tier. They didn't expect that they would unexpectedly stop last year's decline. After a long journey, they miraculously made it to the playoffs." "The former prodigy solo player Qin Nuo was practically hidden by the club and became a guest on the bench. He sat there for almost the entire season, helping the team broadcast daily for a long time." No, that's not right! Qin Nuo felt his head hurt more and more. His name was also Qin Nuo in his previous life. As a sick friend who had lived for ten thousand years, his rank had never surpassed Silver rank, let alone fighting profession. However, he was very interested in the Leag
Supplier Of Myriad Realms
C910 The End of Life
Supplier Of Myriad Realms novel online reading *As a Prodigal he was added to the system, but before he could even be happy about it, he was tricked into a mess by the system! With this system he can travel between the Three Different Realms! What？The Fighting Demon World's Beast God was Sun Wukong in other world? There was another Heavenly Emperor in the Violet Myrtle Realm? Why are there so many coincidences in the Three Realms? Why was the System so shameless? The woman behind the System, whom he called Big Sis, what exactly was her identity? You said you only want me to be a merchant, why are you making it more and more complicated! *************** Shi City, October 24, 2016. Chu Fei had just woken up from his sleep. At this moment, he was lying on the huge bed that could fit six people. Beside Chu Fei, there were two beautiful women sleeping quietly. These two girls were very young. They were newly signed by Chu Fei's friend's entertainment company. They were raised as future idols and women. However, just yesterday, when Chu Fei was driving his sports car around, he met the two girls beside his friend and friend. At first glance, Chu Fei was deeply attracted by the two girls. However, don't think too much about it. It was just the attraction between men and women. There was no love involved. As a rich second generation who spent a lot of money and didn't know what it meant to be thrifty, it would be irresponsible to not bring such a pair of beautiful girls to his bed if he couldn't bring them to his bed. Therefore, Chu Fei opened his mouth, and that friend also gave him a lot of face and agreed. That night, these two girls were sent to Chu Fei's bed by a friend. Indeed, after Chu Fei met them and expressed his thoughts, these two girls were unhappy at first. They did not know what that friend did, but the two girls took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms last night. Thus, a night of love was no problem. Chu Fei was a veteran of flowers. After his 18-year-old parents passed away in an accident, no one could care less about him. Therefore, from the age of 13 to the age of 24, he had been unable to do anything. This could be seen from the faces of the two sleeping girls beside him. They were not satisfied. Chu Fei felt helpless about this. Although he was wealthy and could be said to be one of the top rich second generation in this city, this kind of thing had nothing to do with whether he had money or not. If it was okay, it was okay. If it was not okay, it was not okay. No one could change anything. Let's not talk about medicine or water. If it was really as amazing as they boasted, these two girls would not frown so tightly at this moment. However, this wasn't the reason why Chu Fei was in a daze on the bed. ... No, he had already silently accepted this matter a few years ago. The reason why he was in a daze now was because something strange had suddenly appeared in his mind. Or rather, it was the System. Just now, b
Uncharted: The Fourth Labyrinth
The official novel of Naughty Dog’s award-winning videogame franchise! In the ancient world there was a myth about a king, a treasure, and a hellish labyrinth. Now the doors to that hell are open once again. Nathan Drake, treasure hunter and risk taker, has been called to New York City by the man who taught him everything about the “antiquities acquisition business.” Victor Sullivan needs Drake’s help. Sully’s old friend, a world-famous archaeologist, has just been found murdered in Manhattan. Dodging assassins, Drake, Sully, and the dead man’s daughter, Jada Hzujak, race from New York to underground excavations in Egypt and Greece. Their goal: to unravel an ancient myth of alchemy, look for three long-lost labyrinths, and find the astonishing discovery that got Jada’s father killed. It appears that a fourth labyrinth was built in another land and another culture—and within it lies a key to unmatched wealth and power. An army of terrifying lost warriors guards this underground maze. So does a monster. And what lies beyond—if Drake can live long enough to reach it—is both a treasure and a poison, a paradise and a hell. Welcome to The Fourth Labyrinth. 1 Tropical birds scattered as Drake veered the Jeep onto an old rutted track, snapping branches and tearing away vines, plowing through the rain forest with killers in pursuit, bullets flying, a gorgeous but pouty girl in the passenger's seat, and a bitch of a headache. With only one of his arms on the wheel, the Jeep slewed to the left, and the pouty girl screamed as he forced the vehicle back onto the trail just before they would have crashed into a felled tree. Nathan Drake was beginning to hate the jungle. He glanced in the rearview mirror an instant before a bullet shattered it, forcing him to risk glancing back over his shoulder. There were three vehicles in pursuit, a lumbering truck that had fallen to the rear and two Jeeps just like the one he was driving; which made sense considering that this one had been parked next to them when he'd stolen it. The jungle had closed in around them, a wild tangle of rain forest the people of Ecuador called El Oriente, which seemed to him a pretty ordinary-sounding name for a place full of things that could kill you - like brutal sons of bitches employed by pissed-off South American drug lords. The rutted track he'd taken forced the three vehicles into single file; which was good since it meant only one carload of them could be shooting at him at any given time. Bullets tore at leaves and cracked branches, the Jeep juddered up and down, rattling his teeth, and Drake kept his head down. "This is your idea of a rescue?" the girl shouted. He glanced at her wide eyes and her pretty mouth and her soft skin the color of cinnamon and decided he didn't like cinnamon. It ruined a good piece of toast as far as he was concerned. "What the hell makes you think this is a rescue?" he snapped. She blanched a little at that, and then her eyes narrowed. "Maybe the fact tha
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God Of All Systems Lord
C19 Becoming a Woman
God Of All Systems Lord novel online reading WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU GAIN A SYSTEM THAT IS THE ORIGINATOR OF ALL SYSTEMS? I MEAN TIME SYSTEM, SWORD SYSTEM, KING SYSTEM AND INFINITE OTHER SYSTEMS. JOIN PATRICK IN HIS JOURNEY OF INFINITE DOMINATION AND HAREM RULING. *************** Metro city, one of the twelve cities of Dasia kingdom, has all kinds of awakened and powerhouses secretly hidden from the spotlight. As always the city was lively as you can see many people roaming around the streets and some riding some things which seem to be monsters, and some driving cars. But in an alleyway in the slums, "you piss of sh*t". One could hear a shout as a group of four boys were beating down on a single boy, The boy who was the victim seems to be a kid with silver hair and golden eyes, with a highly handsome face for a 15-year-old. He had a skinny body; as you can tell, he lives in the slums. "you think because you have a pretty face means you are the best?" A boy who seems to be significant in size said while kicking the boy on the ground. One could see the hatred in his eyes. On his left hand, mana slowly gathered as the next moment; fire sparks lit up as a flame appeared on his left palm. The other kids showed signs of disbelief as one asked, "big brother Will. Are you going to use your abilities on waste like this?" The boy, John, asked as one could see the fright in his eyes because all of them have abilities and skills, but no one dares use them against an ordinary human as that will be a capital offence. "What?, are you afraid of this little punk dying?, haha, John you have gotten soft because of a mere mortal. I am just testing out my new level of fire skill, not a big deal". Will spoke casually to John as he had an evil smile on his face, "Do you guys also think I should go easy on him?" He turned to the other two boys as he asked. The two boys vigorously shook their heads as they knew they were weaker than Will. Although they all are from the same orphanage and they all have awakened abilities, theirs were still not enough to match Will's power, so they didn't protest against him. Will shot his fire on the boy's arms. "argh" The boy screamed because of the pain. "Haha, now let's see how you use your brains without your hands." Will said as hehe slowly walked away, the others following as their figures disappeared from the alleyway. The beaten boy was left on the ground in pain as one could see the anger in his eyes. His name is Patrick Alexandra King. He grew up with the boys that had just beaten him up in the same orphanage. Other than his handsome looks, he is also intelligent, with an estimated IQ of 500.
The Deceiver's Heart (The Traitor's Game 2)
The Deceiver's Heart (The Traitor's Game 2) Read Free Kestra Dallisor has finally gained possession of the Olden Blade. With the dagger in her control, she attempts to destroy the tyrannical Lord Endrick. But when Kestra fails, the king strips her of her memory, and leaves her weak and uncertain, bound to obey him. Heartbroken, Simon is desperate to return Kestra to the rebel she was, but refuses to use magic to heal her. With untrusting Coracks and Halderians threatening to capture and kill her, and war looming on the horizon, Kestra and Simon will have to learn to trust each other again if they have any hope of surviving. But can a heart once broken ever be healed? *************** Barely daring to breathe, I crept forward, hoping Lord Endrick wouldn’t be aware of my presence until I was closer. He had summoned me here, so there was no chance of surprising him, but I didn’t need him watching my every move as I trekked across the great hall toward the Scarlet Throne. The throne itself was a grand display of rubies and garnets, occupied for the past thousand years by whichever Antoran family was currently in power. But never by an outsider. Never by anyone as evil as Lord Endrick. Lord Endrick was a head taller than the average Antoran and thick in his build. Today he wore the black uniform of Dominion officers, highly decorated with medals he had never earned, and with green accents signifying his rank as king, a position he had seized from the Dallisor family. In public, he wore a mask to disguise his true nature, but he rarely wore it in his palace. I hated having to look upon him. Every murder he had committed against his own people had grayed his flesh and deepened the lines of his skin until he now resembled a monster more than a person. Such thoughts made it easier to do what I had to do, but I continued walking forward. My heart ached just to think of what was about to happen. Endrick sat in close conference with Sir Henry, his chief enforcer, confidant, and the man who had pretended to be my father for all of my sixteen years. Even now, he didn’t know that I knew the truth, nor could I tell him until this was over. If I was lucky, that would be within the next few minutes. The Olden Blade was in its usual spot, tucked in a garter around my right thigh. But I’d deliberately worn a skirt with only a single sash around the waist today, so it wouldn’t be hard to get to the weapon when I needed it. My pulse was racing and my body was much too tense. I needed to slow down, to breathe. I needed to keep thinking. “Kestra, my daughter, you are late.” Sir Henry never missed an opportunity to scold me, though I figured most of his disapproval would come after I killed Lord Endrick. If I could do it. I had to do it. I gave the appropriate bow to the throne, subtly checking with my hand that the Olden Blade’s handle was where I expected, and it was. Good. “Forgive my delay.” My tone was deliberately obstinate. Foolishly inciteful. “I’d rather not have
C3 THE ROYAL COURT
Demon Star novel online reading DEMON STAR ☀ SYNOPSIS ☀ Years ago, in a quaint little kingdom in India, there used to be a star, a bright flaming star that was called the demon star, this star was believed to be a star that brought good luck to whoever it is paired with, but all of a sudden, this star suddenly dissapeared from the sky and the kingdom was thrown into despair. Years later, a prophecy came, that the demon star would return to Jarha , the demon would come in form of a girl. But this demon star had different meanings to everyone. To the people, it means that posterity would return to the kingdom To Aadi, the Raja of Jarha , it means that his one and only soulmate would be linked with him forever And to Malek, the proud prisoner in the kingdom's capitol, it means that this star would bring his liberation, he would be free But the question is, who exactly is this demon star? Is it Shanaya, a teenager that had seen and caused far more horrors than anyone her age should have ever experienced Or The lady Jaya, the feisty and defiant Prime Minister's daughter Or someone else entirely And in the midst of the war, travails and treachery, the demon star is the most dangerous, yet she is faced with the greatest danger of all. *************** CHAPTER ONE
The Last Oracle
In Washington, D.C., a homeless man dies in Commander Gray Pierce's arms, shot by an assassin's bullet. But the death leaves behind a greater mystery: a bloody coin found clutched in the dead man's hand, an ancient relic that can be traced back to the Greek Oracle of Delphi. As ruthless hunters search for the stolen artifact, Gray Pierce discovers that the coin is the key to unlocking a plot that dates back to the Cold War and threatens the very foundation of humanity. An international think tank of scientists known as the Jasons has discovered a way to bioengineer autistic children who show savant talents—mathematical geniuses, statistical masterminds, brilliant conceptual artists—into something far greater and far more "frightening," in hopes of creating a world prophet for the new millennium, one to be manipulated to create a new era of global peace... a peace on their own terms. Halfway around the world, a man wakes up in a hospital bed with no memory of who he is, knowing only that he's a prisoner in a subterranean research facility. With the help of three unusual children, he makes his escape across a mountainous and radioactive countryside, pursued by savage hunters bred in the same laboratory. But his goal is not escape, nor even survival. In order to thwart a plot to wipe out a quarter of the world's population, he must sacrifice all, even the children who rescued him. From ancient Greek temples to glittering mausoleums, from the slums of India to the toxic ruins of Russia, two men must race against time to solve a mystery that dates back to the first famous oracle of history—the Greek Oracle of Delphi. But one question remains: "Will the past be enough to save the future?" A.D. 398 Mount Parnassus Greece They had come to slay her. The woman stood at the temple's portico. She shivered in her thin garment, a simple shift of white linen belted at the waist, but it was not the cold of predawn that iced her bones. Below, a torchlight procession flowed up the slopes of Mount Parnassus like a river of fire. It followed the stone-paved road of the Sacred Way, climbing in switchbacks up toward the temple of Apollo. The beat of sword on shield accompanied their progress, a full cohort of the Roman legion, five hundred strong. The road wound through broken monuments and long-ransacked treasuries. Whatever could burn had been set to torch. As the firelight danced over the ruins, the flames cast a shimmering illusion of better times, a fiery restoration of former glory: treasuries overflowing with gold and jewels, legions of statues carved by the finest artisans, milling crowds gathered to hear the prophetic words of the Oracle. But no more. Over the past century, Delphi had been brought low by invading Gauls, by plundering Thracians, but most of all, by neglect. Few now came to seek the words of the Oracle: a goat herder questioning a wife's fidelity, or a sailor seeking good omens for a voyage across the Gulf of Corinth. It was the end of times,
Super Godly College
C241 The Most Beautiful Sunset Glow
Super Godly College novel online reading My name is Galen. I was somehow pulled into a super divine college. Now, they say I'm a super fighter. I remember they asked me, "If I had given you a chance to save the world, would you have agreed?" No, I said. Because at that time, I felt like I was a diaosi through and through. Now, gods and ghosts are in our world at the same time. I don't want to think about it. I don't want to answer any TMD, right? Isn't that right? Do you believe me? You don't believe it? I just want one person to tell me how to fight, who to hit, who to kill, or who to die. *************** My name is Galen, and I'm a complete diaosi. One day, two men in black brought me to the college. There, with a giant metal sword in my hand, I battled with adversaries filled with magic and technology, as if I were a fool. But it took me a long time to realize that all I could do was take a beating, and then one day I realized my job was to take more damage for those who couldn't take it. This is me, Grand Galen, tank, meat shield, cannon fodder. But I am grateful to my body for giving me the ability to bear the brunt of harm. Later, I was taken by an angel named Yan to Freerzold, a place that did not belong to Earth, a place where there was killing everywhere, where I got a real workout. But as time went on, I discovered that I was in love with that angel, Yan. Humans fall in love with angels and find it laughable to think about it, but it's true. I once confessed to Yan, but she said I was not strong enough, so I went crazy training just to make myself stronger. But one day we met a very powerful demon, Aktos, who nailed my most beloved woman to the ground. I swore that if I could do it all over again, I would become strong and save my most beloved woman. "… …" "YAN!" I sat up abruptly in bed and called out his name. But it was a familiar voice that answered me: "Lun, you must be having a nightmare again! However, it was also true that with such a large chrysanthemum in the sky, who knew when it would fall? "Last time, I dreamed that a demon ran out of the hole and clamored for my chrysanthemum. Damn, this world is too dangerous. Even in my dreams, chrysanthemums would explode. I think I better go back to Mars. I ignored the grumbling of the guy next to the bed and just stared at the scene in front of me. Familiar wooden beds, familiar posters of beauties, and the old computer filled with little sister Cang's moans … Ahem, anyway, wasn't this the same university as before? I've been reborn? Suddenly, a strange thought appeared in his mind. I remember that when Yan used the last of his strength to send me back to Earth, a bright light hit me. Just when I thought I was going to burp, I found myself lying on the wooden bed of my old university. Suddenly, I got up from the bed and pulled the hands of a fellow brother as I asked excitedly, "Brother, what number is it today?"
Cruden Tale (Awakening spin off book)
Cruden Tale (Awakening spin off book) novel online reading Leyanne Cruden is a very old yet powerful witch in present day who is dissatisfied with the world as we know it. An immortal who stopped ageing in her late twenties. She has lived through so much and lost so many that it has jaded her personality and she no longer knows if she is good or bad. A vision leads her on a purpose to find an awakening hunter who threatens the existence of all supernatural beings. Like her he's young, immortal and everything that can destroy her. His creation was purely for the purpose of wiping the earth free of supernaturals. To prevent this tragedy she must assemble a coven of mixed creatures and figure out how to avert the destruction of magic before it's too late. They do say that sometimes the one thing which is the worst for you is the one thing you want the most - Dante Torres, a hunter with the ability to end her life. She will need to let people in if she has a hope of succeeding, as even a witch as powerful as her can not do it alone. With a collection of supernatural characters, love and heartbreak. *************** November 27th My name is Leyanne Cruden, I have graced these lands for what feels like an eternity, although compared to humans I guess I have lived that. I have persevered through some of the worst and best decades and now I find myself in present day, the 2020’s. I keep this journal wherever I go to record my thoughts and feelings, my memories, so that my mind can let go of the mundane yet never lose a way to reminisce because I have lived hundreds of lifetimes. I hope that one day all that remains of me are these memories and I would have finally found peace in death, although it seems unlikely. I have practised in the magical arts since my birth to my mortal mother and always known I was different. I was born with a knowledge she never possessed and abilities that terrified her, terrified people around me. My father was non-existent, a travelling high priest known as a Dru wit, but in modern times you refer to them as druids. Little is known about them, where they came from, or to why he chose to bear a child with a mortal human. What my purpose may have been in his design for me as a child, for along the way I have yet to find it. I am alone. Only one of my kind it seems and although I have travelled near and far in an effort to find others like me or even remnants of the druids, I find nothing but fakes and mimics. People who want to be what I am, who convince themselves they have gifts and powers, but when faced with someone like me they soon pale in comparison. Even among the immortal breeds, I stand out as something else. Witchcraft is a dying art and those of you who still possess power have lost the knowledge to harness it in any meaningful way. Very few true witches of great power remain. So I have been forced to dampen what I do and limit it to appear as human as possible while I navigate this modern world. The beings you w
Online Game: I'm the Boss
C438 Grand Ending
Online Game: I'm the Boss novel online reading His developers had also hidden all the shortcuts in human evolution into the game. In order to obtain the so-called "Life Code", a group of strong men were running amok, they were willing to do anything they could to get their hands on. National forces and large financial groups were all in place to engage in fierce battles, and the fate of the human race had changed because of this game. Ye Wei, a college student who had just graduated, would he be able to carve out a path of blood for himself? *************** Ye Wei's Six Paths of Reincarnation was a carefully crafted "limitless" online game that took ten years to create by Nine Regions Golden Age. It represented the highest level of gaming today. The computer running this game is the newest super biological computer, the most powerful supercomputer today. Ye Wei, who had nothing better to do at home, naturally wanted to experience it. In other words, Ye Wei's parents were senior engineers from Nine Prefectures' Golden Age Company, and they even had a small share in the company. However, they were all senior scientists, and the results of their research were classified as top secret. Under the rules of secrecy, a family might not even be able to reunite once a year, let alone get some internal items or return an account number. Since he couldn't get the beta account, Ye Wei could only wait for the official release with everyone. Today was October 1, 2030. On this day, "Six Paths of Samsara" officially began its open beta test at 8 PM. After Ye Wei ate dinner, he checked the time and put on his earphones and his brain wave sensor computer ten minutes in advance. This earphone was bought for him by Ye Wei's aunt. It had a more perfect brain wave sensing and anti-jamming ability. His aunt, Mu Shanshuang, had been traveling abroad recently, claiming to travel all over the world and sending back some new things from abroad from time to time. Nowadays, technology is changing at a rapid pace. The original desktop and laptop computers had long been eliminated, making it easier for brainwave computers to be born. Brainwave induction computers are usually made in the form of headphones or helmets, which can sense the user's brain waves to perform the operation. With a single thought, the user could complete any operation on his own computer. At the same time, it could also form a world of vision in the user's mind, achieving the desired effect. Ye Wei put on the computer, and the computer quickly recognized the brain waves. This process was equivalent to a mini computer user logging in. In addition to convenience, the brainwave sensor computer is also very safe, because everyone's brainwave is different. After entering the computer, Ye Wei quickly logged into the Six Paths of Samsara . Right now, he could already create his own character in the game. In the official background, it was stated that the world in which "Six Paths of Reincarnation" was located
Anomaly novel online reading After the Disappearance three years earlier, Kiera began traveling the globe in search of her people: human beings. Alone on a desolate plain of apocalyptic ruins, Kiera finds something she never expected in Japan's Shikoku region. Will this discovery lead her to the answers she's been searching for? Or will she die never knowing what caused the catastrophe that ended her world... *************** Entry 1,307 August 1, 2024: It’s nearly been four years now since The Disappearance, still no sign of human life anywhere. Last night I moved over the border to Shikoku. This will be the second region in Japan I’ve visited. I always wanted to come here someday… just not under these circumstances. Still, I took a lot of trouble getting here, so I’m not going to waste this chance. Most places have already been defiled by wild animals, but there are still a few homes and some shops intact. After all, three years isn’t quite enough time to decay whole cities. I am fully stocked on food, but water is running a little low. I’ll visit the Yoshino river tomorrow and fill up the canisters. It’s a quiet night, the stars are as beautiful as ever. Since all the power went out, they have been far more visible than usual. It’s one of the only perks I can think of these days. I’m growing more and more concerned I’ll never find anyone… but I can’t give up yet. There’s got to be at least one person… just one… Kiera set down her pencil and sighed. After staring at her entry for a few moments, she mumbled under her breath, “Why do I even write this junk?” Frustrated, she threw the pencil and then the notebook in succession to each other, aiming for nothing in particular. They fell lamely to the ground several feet from her. Before she knew it, she felt warm tears streaming down her face in the chill night air. Then suddenly, feeling a little embarrassed by her outburst, despite being totally alone, she shifted to retrieve her items. Again she mumbled to herself, “Well, if anyone, or anything, that’s able to read finds me dead one day, this might help them…” She let out another, deeper sigh and returned to her fireplace, slumping down in the sleeping bag next to it. When the weather was warmer, and she was in an area relatively devot of dangerous wildlife, she liked sleeping outdoors. Though, as time wore on, she may have grown somewhat reckless, caring less and less what happened to herself. In the beginning she would have never dared sleep without a roof over her head, every little noise scared her. Perhaps at the time, that kept her alive. But after nearly four years of surviving on her own, her skill set had vastly expanded and improved. By now, she was fully confident in her abilities of survival. Three years and seven months prior was January 1st, 2021. Kiera had stayed up the previous night to watch the ball drop on New Year’s day and went to bed immediately after. When she awoke the next day, she found herself alone in her home. She wa
The King of Sidonia
The King of Sidonia novel online reading "A peaceful planet under attack. One king stands in the way. A year after the invasion that almost destroyed the planet, Sidonia has rebuilt, with their new king and queen at the vanguard. But the marriage, entered into to guarantee an ally and stability for the nation, is fragile. Love is not as simple as signing your name on a document, and the new queen has a mind of her own. Now, terrorists are infiltrating the capital and the death toll is rising. King Vincent is overwhelmed and the queen feels overlooked. When she decides to call it quits, she runs—straight into an enemy plot. The King of Sidonia is a space opera filled with action and adventure, clean romance and an exciting conclusion to Cosima and Vincent’s story." *************** Chapter One Tink. He knew that sound. The sound of a small metal tube clattering where it shouldn’t, right before the incendiary chaos of an erupting fragger ripped through a nursery room full of headline-generating kids or the hall of an ambassador who wouldn’t toe the line. Hotels. Hospitals. What have you. A kill team would run in soon after. It signaled doom. This time, his. But not yet. He dropped to the floor behind a shipping container just as the crash of fire and heat screamed through the warehouse. The solid steel blocked the worst of the explosion, but didn’t do anything about the blast rattling his eardrums. How many of his team were lying on the concrete, disoriented or worse, he couldn’t tell. Too much smoke. And he couldn’t hear any approaching boots above the keening in his ears. Nothing for it. Gun out, he peered around the corner in time to see the Sidonian Guard charge through the warehouse doors, the king among them. Not his target, but an acceptable substitute. Viper would disagree, but the crew chief wasn’t there to make the call. He’d never had the chance to shoot a royal. This was his moment. He locked eyes with his target and aimed, his finger squeezing the trigger. A bullet through the forehead ended the moment. *** Vincent turned the body over with the toe of his boot. “That’s the last of them, sire,” Guardsman Jones told him. “Survivors?” King Vincent’s prosthetic hand twitched, the metal fingers flexing and straightening apparently of their own accord until he pressed the offending digits against his belt. “None.” “Hard to interrogate a corpse.” The words warbled from Vincent’s cybernetic larynx. He nudged his throat with the knuckles of his non-cybernetic hand and cleared his throat. When intel had informed him that terrorists were holed up in a warehouse in Spillover South, he’d handpicked his team and headed out, intending to bring the full force of the Sidonian Guard down upon their heads. But he wanted at least one alive for interrogation. Now the only information they’d get would be what they could find from in the shipping containers stacked against the far wall. “Tear this place apart. Find me something,” Vincent said. One year a