In a world where power is forged through cultivation, innovation, and unyielding will, Layla al-Zahira, a former queen reborn into the fragile body of Meilin Wuye, heir to the crumbling Silver Lotus Sect. Haunted by memories of her past life—a reign marked by both triumphs and failures—Layla m...

Cyrenádos is known as the Goddess Aphrodite's playground; a place where true love can always be found to those who truly believe. But things aren't always as they appear on this picturesque tropical setting, something darker is lurking in the background - hiding in plain sight. Best friends, R...

Same thing but different. Please read the first novel it somehow connects to this.... Maybe...

A hundred people awaken in a chamber reeking of blood and death. Their memories? Gone. Their fate? Sealed. The only thing they know is what they are told ‒ they have been "chosen" to save a world that is already dying. But the truth is far worse.

Em um universo vasto e repleto de mistérios, Rick e Layla viajam por mundos desconhecidos, enfrentando desafios que testam seus limites físicos e emocionais. Rick, determinado a provar seu valor, busca se tornar mais forte, enquanto Layla, guiada por seu próprio passado, tenta compreender seu ...

At the most beautiful times of her youth, Gizem, a young girl uprooted from the big city to a small town, stands on the threshold of a new beginning. Amid the salty air, the waves, and the town’s quiet chaos, she searches for herself—or perhaps to rebuild what she once was. The restlessness she c...

The story is about a group of astronauts trying to explore the Moon to research whether Humans can build a civilization there until they find something that they shouldn't have.

Twenty-two year old Adriel has just become a homeless man. Due to his stubbornness, he refuses to explain why he has been abandoned by his family, and simply continues on with no support whatsoever. All he can do is meaninglessly meander through the streets of his hometown, until, by chance, he e...

I don't remember the last time I saw sunlight. I remember times basket in golden light. But I don't know which one was the last. I don't remember the last time I ate red meat either, bread too. The squealing of gulls, metal scratching against metal, toddlers screaming, I thought I hated th...