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 Triplets Alphas' Moon
I was expelled from my pack along with my parents, and after so many years, they ask us for help. Returning to this pack brings back memories of that night when I was about to die, and instead of helping me, my pack turned their backs on me and my parents. I needed human treatment to survive, but the alpha triplets of my pack didn't understand that. I've hated them for eight years, and it was never in my plans to meet them again, but everything changed when I returned. I didn't know that my life would now revolve around them. Do you want to know how? Well, I invite you to find out.
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.
When The opportunity breaks in part 2
He pulled me close, so my hole was inches from his dick. My stomach burned against the rug. He climbed on top of me. He hooked his feet on top of my ankles and wrapped my arms like I was in a straitja
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When The opportunity breaks in 3
Just when I didn't think I could handle any more. He took his dick out of my mouth and turned me around on the bed so I was on my back. I was gasping for air, but it wasn't long before his dick was ba
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The Angel with the Devil’s Eyes
Aveline was eighteen the night she first saw him. The world was ordinary enough—too ordinary, she thought—as she sat on the rooftop of her small home, the summer air heavy with warmth, the town asleep
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I Love you, Goodbye
//This story captures love, heartbreak, courage, and the painful beauty of goodbye. It’s perfect for someone wanting a short but deeply emotional narrative about letting go.// The café smelled of ci
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