The Color Of The Canvas
Alessandro Smith was raised in a family where torment and murder were chosen pastimes, and his childhood was marred by kidnapping and abuse. This volatile upbringing molded Alessandro into a cold and spiteful individual who held a deep animosity for mankind.
Outside of tormenting his enemies, Alessandro harbored a less sinister hobby: painting. His artwork stunned his teachers and tempted affluent patrons to part with their wealth for his creations.
No one really knew the ingredients of the crimson paint he favored.
An unexpected encounter brought a girl into Alessandro's life, challenging his understanding of the world.
Warning: This book is filled with violent and explicit content, which might repulse and discomfort some readers.
Omega?
I wake up in the middle of the forest with a terrible hangover.
I see the soft, barely cool breeze that runs and touches my spine.
Queer? Yes too strange
On this date with the forest at night, it feels horribly cold and even more so in the mornings, but now I only feel a little cool.
I look around me and I can make out the escapes of an animal, rather of wolves.
I jump up seeing my clothes destroyed on the floor, there are wolf marks around me, and I am completely naked without any clothing.
Damn, but what the hell happened to me.
Black Magic for the Village Flower
Nana was the village’s most beautiful flower. Five young men had proposed to her, but she rejected them all for various reasons.
One day, Nana felt an unbearable pain in her chest. She went to the doctor and was declared free of breast cancer. However, the pain in her breasts persisted. A week later, they began to rot, causing her immense suffering.
Many suspected that Nana had been cursed with santet (black magic).
Who had cast this dark spell on Nana?
Would she be able to fight against this sinister magic?
The boy who borrowed my pen (and my peace)
The first time Aarav met Reyansh, he was half-asleep, and the other boy was already stealing his pen. Literally. Aarav had just placed his favorite blue gel pen on his desk, yawned once, and then—wh
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“Love in the Shadow of Revenge”
Prologue: The Curse of the Moon Under a silver moon, in the depths of the Suryavanth forest, legends whispered of a hidden realm where serpents could turn into humans. Among them was one feared and a
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After Him, There Was Me
Chapter One: The Message Request It all began when I was trying to fix the pieces of my heart the ones that had been left shattered by someone who had suddenly stopped talking to me. I thought I had
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A NIGHT WITH STRANGER
The dim lights of the crowded bar cast a hazy glow over the wooden counter where Elena sat, nursing a gin and tonic. She was in town for a conference, far from her routine life, and tonight she craved
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