whiskey lullaby

The hottest man I’ve ever seen is now my new boss— and I’m stuck in a house with him… Until one of us cracks. I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth. But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive. So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control. Not that he cares. As a billionaire CEO, he takes no prisoners in the boardroom. And as the don of the Viktorov Bratva, he takes no prisoners in real life, either. Which is why he has no qualms about extorting me into taking his deal. Live in my mansion… Care for my baby… Or suffer the consequences. But he’s not the only one with an agenda. Timofey has skeletons in his closet—and I’m determined to dig them out. He’s just as determined to keep me far away from the secrets of his past. The longer I’m in his house, the tenser things get. Every time we brush past each other in the hallway, something sparks. Every time we cross paths in the night, the ice grows thinner. Sooner or later, it’s going to crack.

In a world of swords and magic, a Lunarian named Mizuki, pledge to seek revenge for the deaths of his family when their village was slaughtered seven years ago. He managed to escape and ventures to find the Moon Goddess, who is the only one who can give all the answers he is looking for about his parent’s death and his true identity. Along his journey, he faces various battles and meet new companions. Later in the night especially when it’s full moon, he plays a special song hoping that the goddess would hear his call. The song also acts as a lullaby to calm the souls of the Lunarians who died that day and silence their cries as their voices still echoed in his ear, the lullaby of the moon. [Images on the cover is not mine. Credits to Shimotsuki04.]

In the enchanting land of Serendia, where shimmering moonlight dance upon tranquil lakes and ancient forest whisper secrets, there exists a mysterious lullaby that drifts throught the hight air. Every evening, when the sun sets behind the horizon, a haunting melody emerges, soothing the heart of the restless and beckoning sleep to weary souls.

Running from her past has become second nature to Carrigan. She has been on the move for four years, running from the ghost that haunts her dreams—a constant reminder to her every day. She settles in South Carolina with the people in her life knowing very little about her. When she feels the need to run again soon, she meets Royce. Royce is fighting his own demons, too. After the death of his sister, he spends every waking moment working on the app that she fought so hard to develop. He found little enjoyment in life until he met Carrigan. When the two meet, will the secrets from their past burden their daily lives and have them on edge, or is there a happy ending in their future? Or was it just meant to be a whiskey kind of love? *** “You can trust me, Carrigan,” Royce whispers against my lips. I inhale sharply, my heart pounding. “I know I can.” Whiskey Kind of Love is created by Nickey Siegerman, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Okay, is this thing on? No? I’m moving the camera… It’s not working? What do you mean it’s not working, do you know how hard it is for me to get this? What, you said that the audio just works fine but the camera isn’t? Fine… but do you think I should start with… “Yo, this is Death and welcome to my vlog?” The hell do you mean that it’s not a vlog? Fine… fine, I’ll just do it normally. … Hello, this is Death… Yes, that Death but not the one that goes for dogs or visits old ladies or men in their rooms to take them out, which I have to say that I’m not… I don’t do that anymore. But, moving on… since we, as part of the enterprise that screens the dead and basically one of the few core institutions that manage the underworld itself, are alarmed at this current number of deaths we’re having right now, with the virus and all. Thus, as part of the company’s policy, we are here right now to deliver this public service announcement. Like the other institutions that you, humans, have, we strongly advise that you should keep yourself indoors and of course, keep yourselves healthy and wash your hands. In accordance with that, we have assigned a group of talented people to document, compile and rewrite their fellow reaper’s reports for your viewing pleasure. Thus, we would very much proud to show you this collective story, that was rewritten to follow a coherent narrative about our own Reapers, born of you, humans as well, who chose to end their own lives, doing their jobs to help the souls of other people still bound to the earth. This is the Project Lullaby and we sincerely hope that you would enjoy our story and keep yourself at home where you’re safe from the virus, please… like seriously. That is all, thank you.

"No one will ever love you, do you think you deserve love? no you don't..." "I love you, and I'm not ashamed to say it .." "The truth is... everyone deserves love..." love, that mystical force that binds bodies today... love, that sensational feeling...that language that everyone knows...well I don't think I deserve it...at least not ever... That was until I took a cup of this intoxicating black whiskey...Grey Hampton

Sixteen-year-old Ashling Shields has had her whole life turned upside down for the second time in two years. As a freshman she was the sole survivor of a harrowing disaster. Now, in the summer before junior year, her life is once again spiralling out of control.  The deadly force hunting her draws closer every day, and being entangled in the affairs of a world famous rock band doesn’t make life any easier - especially when there’s good reason to believe the band members are literally angels and demons.  She’ll have to take control of her own destiny - before her destiny takes control of her.

Joseph Lee Selden is a young English man studying medicine at the 18th Century Saint Legions School and University, in Czech Bohemia. Abandoned by his family and unable to make friends, his already chaotic life experiences a dramatic twist when he mets Tariq Ali Bashir von Schwarzenberg-Schlanger, a very mysterious and troublesome wizard prince. From there, Joseph is drawn into a world of Magic, Adventures, Demons, and Love. *** Lavender Lullaby updates officially from Mondays to Fridays, but I might release chapters at weekends. ***

"It all started with a lullaby. With a voice more melodic than a nightingale's but a heart colder than winter. Hatred led to the death of the innocent. A blood sacrifice was made. Lullabies glorify death. You'll know why. For now, listen to the Wintertide's Lullaby." Lumi never knew what safety felt like. When she did, she never wanted to let it go. Life had other plans for her, but fate had sympathy and gave her a gift. She will never be alone ever again. Matthos Trem wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but his heart was always in the right place. In the midst of a pandemic, he finds himself entangled with a creature never encountered by anyone before. With his best friend, Barney Matthos goes on an adventure to discover the pearl of the orient sea and find the answer to what is killing his people. And Lumi is both the answer and the question. Excerpt: Matthos chuckled, “So it was like that?” Judging from the circumstances he found her in, she should’ve been dead. She’s barely alive, he noted. He snapped back to reality as the wind grew stronger. The storm will only get stronger from then on. His time was limited. With that, Matthos carefully took her in his arms. She was barely breathing. He felt the burning need to save her, an unfamiliar feeling like never before. Without further ado, he walked away, leaving the fountain and the peaceful life he believed he would lead from then on. Books used as study basis: A Handbook of Philippine Folklore by Mellie Leandicho Lopez Soul Mates, Karma and Reincarnation by Jaime T. Licauco Gayang Mga Nilalang na Kagila-Gilalas by Edgar Calabia Samar Philippine Folklore Literature "The Epics" by Damiana L. Eugenio

"Beware o' Child, of those Entities of the Dark" This is the story about these myriad beings reaping the memories of those who they set free.