IT really EVER dies and if IT returns one more time then one last time for EVER but if HOW should all THIS be possible we try to answer this question with our fanfic with all our love for the Loser Club and with big thanks to Stephen King

It has been argued that horror films, and violent movies, spark aggression and inspiration to commit horrible acts of violence. Though this argument has been countered, let's take a look into the life of one, Zoey Morgan. An eighteen-year-old high school student, living in an abusive household, with the constant and daily harassments from rivals at school. What will happen when this abused, and lonely art student finds great enjoyment in watching the suffering of others? In order for her to keep this desire a secret, she must juggle it alongside her daily life, and her growing feelings for her best friend.

This book contains relatively short chapters. Something you can pick up, and read in a few minutes instead of sitting for half an hour to read one chapter. 

Author's Note
I am a huge fan of horror movies and read a lot of Stephen King, who is probably my favorite author. So, I wanted to write a horror story, but I'm not that good at it, so instead, I came up with an idea I'm much more satisfied with. I want to write something disturbing, and horrifying. I want to see just how far my imagination will go. Trust me when I say that some scenes may not be for the faint of heart.

Zinvul Variance is a young legionnaire who is an A-list warrior in the proud kingdom of Chamenos. In a world mastered with cherub swords, he gained the title as the scorch master. His life went through a ridiculous training as a legionnaire for the sole purpose of destroying the villainy kingdom of Paradeiso.
The day has come when he encounters the Paradeisian legionnaires in the middle of a lone dying desert. As he clashes with them in an expected bloodshed . . . an unexpected revelation of truth unveils.

a young master from the yakuza group died of a suicide bombing. to save his subordinates he jumped into enemy territory and blasted himself with the dead enemy and met the god of the creator was given 3 requests and reincarnated in the world Kuroko no baket.

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And English is not my native language I apologize if there are errors I will try to fix them


After dinner, Troy walked into the media room to pick out a movie for him and Cam to watch upstairs. Maybe the Hortons had Major League. Now that would be funny. 
Bernice and Cam were inside, Cam wearing a formal purple dress and Bernice standing behind her, pinning the hem.
He stopped short. The strapless dress fit snug around her breasts and waist before cascading to the floor, illustrating her hourglass curves. It was beautiful. So was she. Cam didn't wear much color, sticking mostly to shades of whites, beiges, and black. She looked different in color.
After a few minutes of staring unnoticed, he cleared his throat. "Is this the bridesmaid dress?" 
Cam glanced at him, all surprise, then turned to Bernice. "I'll go change. Thank you for fixing it." She reached down to grab her clothes from a recliner. "What are you doing in here?"
His gaze skimmed down the length of her, then over to the twelve-foot shelves holding Blu-rays and DVDs by the huge flat screen. "Picking out a movie for us. Any suggestions?"
Her gaze was skeptical, but she shrugged. "Just make sure it doesn't have clowns in it."
She walked out and headed for the staircase. 
Troy grinned. He'd almost forgotten about Cam's fear of clowns. She'd been the butt of many jokes for that. It seemed a silly thing to be afraid of.
And then he got an idea. A quite dreadful and brilliant idea. Last night, he'd gotten Camryn to wish on a star. Logical, composed Camryn had done something impractical and frivolous. Maybe he could get her to do it again. A list of stuff, perhaps. Things not in her norm to bring out another side of her. Make her less tense. See the world for all its beauty.
"That's a wicked grin on your face, Troy."
He nodded at Bernice. "Yes, it is. Do you have any Stephen King movies?"
Bernice eyed the shelves. "I'm sure we do. Try the second shelf."
Troy walked over and found what he was looking for. Tucking the DVD under his arm, he told Bernice thanks and headed upstairs.
Cam was just coming out of the bathroom wearing PJs when he strode into their bedroom. He put the disc in the player and sat on the bed. She joined him a second later, sitting and applying lotion to her legs.
He'd never noticed her legs before. Long, shapely-
"I can't believe I hit Baba with a baseball."
Snapping his eyes away, Troy swallowed. "She's okay. Besides, you didn't do anything the rest of us haven't wanted to."
She shook her head and grinned as if amused, causing his stomach to flop.
"What movie did you find?" she asked, not glancing up from her task as the title menu popped on the TV.
"Check it out." 
When she looked up at the menu for It and the evil clown poking his head out of a sewer drain, she squeaked and fell off the bed. She crawled on all fours to the bathroom, where she stood and crossed her arms, glaring at him.
Troy laughed so hard he thought his side had split open. He fell crossways on the bed, wiping tears and clutching his stomach.
"I'll have you know, Troy Lansky, that thousands of people suffer from coulrophobia. That's the official medical term for fear of clowns. An official medical term."
He sucked in a breath and sat up. "Come here, Cam."
"Absolutely not. Turn it off."
He picked up the TV remote and switched it off. 
She edged out of the bathroom doorway, peeked around the corner to ensure he'd done as asked, then sat on the bed. "That was cruel."
He shook his head. "Listen, Cam. I'm conducting an experiment. Last night, you wished on a star. Tonight, you're going to do something that scares you. It's all part of a list I contrived."
"And what if I don't want to be part of your experiment?"
He smiled. "You don't have a choice. I have my reasons for the list."
"And that would be?"
"I'll tell you at the end of the week. Now, let's watch the movie."
She rose so fast the curtains shifted in her wake. "No."
She tried to flee to the bathroom again, but he caught her and dragged her back to the bed. He sat her between his legs and trapped her in a bear hold. "One thing, Cam. One thing that scares you."
"Why? There's no point to this."
"Oh, but there is. Trust me."
Her shoulders sagged. "Not on your life." Pause. "How long is the movie?"
"Four hours."
"Four hours?" she repeated, her voice several octaves above normal. "That's cruel and unusual punishment, Troy."
He laughed. "Come on, Cam. Do something you've never done before. It won't hurt. I promise. We'll sit just like this the whole four hours if you want."
He waited her out. One minute, two-
"Fine. Play the movie."
He reached for the remote and clicked the TV back on, then hit Play. She was calm until the first sighting of Pennywise the Clown. In a surprising display of strength, she vaulted out of his grasp, over his shoulder, and behind his back to cower between him and the headboard.
Her face pressed against his back, her breath warm, tickling the hairs on his neck. Her legs hugged his sides. She was right. This was a very, very bad idea. Because he now wanted to turn the movie off, lay her out flat, and finish the kiss they'd started last night.
Instead, he ground his molars and held his position for the next fours hours until the movie ended and he didn't know which one of them got the worse end of the deal.
 



Kelly Moran is a bestselling author of enchanting ever-afters. She gets her ideas from everyone and everything around her and there's always a book playing out in her head. No one who knows her bats an eyelash when she talks to herself.

Kelly is a RITA® Finalist, RONE Award-Winner, Catherine Award-Winner, Readers Choice Finalist, Holt Medallion Finalist, and landed on the "Must Read" & "10 Best Reads" lists at USA TODAY's Lifestyle blog. She is a proud Romance Writers of America® member, where she was an Award of Excellence Finalist. Her books have foreign translation rights in Germany, the Czech Republic, and the Netherlands.

Kelly's interests include: sappy movies, MLB, NFL, driving others insane, and sleeping when she can. She is a closet coffee junkie and chocoholic, but don't tell anyone. She's originally from Wisconsin, but she resides in South Carolina with her three sons, her two dogs, and a cat. She loves hearing from her readers. 
www.AuthorKellyMoran.com

Growing up in her large, crazy Serbian family, Camryn Covic became an expert at shutting down her emotions in order to maintain her sanity. But when she loses her apartment, her job, and her boyfriend all in one day, she hits her breaking point. Worse, if her family finds out she's single again, her sister's upcoming wedding will be a disaster. The bride-to-be has a plan, though. A plan that involves an old friend, a pretend relationship... and the probability of ending up in a padded cell. This time for real.

Troy Lanske agrees to the insane charade only because, when he was a lonely foster child, Camryn was his lifeline. But she isn't the idealistic girl he remembers. She's become so jaded that she doesn't even believe in love anymore. He sets out to restore her faith in happily-ever-afters, but his plan backfires when the fake relationship begins to feel all too real. Falling for the one woman he can't have could mean losing more than just his honorary family. He could lose everything.

Warning: Contains a Playgirl-material hero and a woman who thinks she couldn't be any more wrong for him. Enter one "Big Fat Overly Romantic Serbian Family." Sit back and watch the magic happen. 


AARON'S POV:
I am scared to leave her alone in the house after everything has happened.
My thoughts are all about her. But my work needs me to be present at times. Stephen said Klaus called him that there is an emergency meeting and that they need me. I called Emma and others to ask about her. They said she is in her room. Her words and eyes speak a different emotion. Her eyes tell me everything. Even when she is pushing me away, even she is saying that she hates me her eyes tell that she needs me.
I suspect that there are some molesters in the company. I asked Klaus, my secretary to look into that. There are many people conspiring against me. But there is on e person who has been a constant threat to even dad. But we never knew who it is. That person is very clever. He doesn't leave even a small clue. Someone said he attended the concert. He might have been the one who kidnapped Mia.  I called Mia's dad for help. He knows my dad well. So he might know about this person. He might be the one who attacked Em, killed dad and kidnapped Mia. 
I was sitting at my desk. Klaus gave me the list of the people who are helping that person. We are tracking each and every one of them. If we make one wrong move we may lose the lead. We have missed him many times. But this time we are not going to lose him. There are quite a few people in the list Klaus gave me. After dad died I changed most of the staff. Klaus is my friend and a person I trust.  I tell them to keep a watch on those molesters and head home.
I went to her room to see her , but she is not in her room. I didn't look in the kitchen while coming up. Maybe she is preparing food or helping Emma. I open my room door and I am dumbstruck by the sight infront of me. She is sleeping in my bed and she is wearing my clothes. The light from the tv screen is illuminating her face. She looks so cute. She fell asleep watching Divergent. She is a great fan of that novel series. She always says that novels are different from movies. She loves reading novels and I love watching movies. She always tries to find the differences between the novel plot and the movie plot. My thoughts went back to afternoon. I know she gets scared easily and I loved it. Everytime she clutched my shirt or everytime she buried her head into my chest I was feeling a different kind of vibe. I don't know what kind of person she will be when she wakes up but I love her in her every mood.
I took a shower slowly climbed into the bed making sure she doesn't wake up. Dr. Millie said Mia needs as much rest as possible and she shouldn't stress herself mentally. I don't know what she has in her head but I want her to stay happy.
I wake up when she moves so much in her sleep. She is sweating soo much and muttering something but I can't hear anything. She is continuously moving. I hold her hand and soothe it. She slowly calms down. May be she had a bad dream. I pull her close to me and put an arm around her. I just stay awake for sometime to make sure she is sleeping well. Everything about her is making me concerned. The past few days she had affected her soo much. If she hates me or doesn't want me she has got a reason for that. But I should do something to get her. I could sense all her pain, love and anger when she was punching me in the morning. I just let her do that. If she hates me soo much then I deserve those.
I wake up to the buzzing sound. I just turn of my alarm and head straight to the shower. She is still sleeping. The medication makes her drowsy and helping her to get a good sleep. My black sweatshirt looks good on her. It reaches her mid thigh. I have some important work to deal with so I didn't wake her up.
Stephen called me to inform that Dylan and Damon are training her today. If it was any other guy in there position I would have killed them. But because I know that she menas a lot to them and they mean a lot to her. She trusts a very few people and they are always the first.  Suzy called me in the morning to ask me if they can visit her. I asked Mason to pick them up and look after them. They said they had a surprise for her. These very few people mean the world to them.

He is the ruthless CEO with a secretive life. No one knows his past and no one knows his present, but most of them are sure about his future. She is the famous idol. They meet under different consequences.  With endless rejections  and endless love they both fall for each other. But then her world falls apart. No one ever saw her cry or smile after that. Will she mend and make it normal again.

"When is the last time you were in Bangor?" Huxley asks, turning off the expressway.

When we woke up this morning, and he said he had a surprise for me, I won't lie I worried. So far, surprises from Huxley have included walking into precarious situations or waving fake guns at people who broke into my apartment. I wasn't quite sure I could handle another Huxley surprise.

After a quick shower he hustled me into the car and we took off on the freeway. It wasn't until we started driving inland and I noticed the signs for Bangor I realize we had to be going to the famous town. There's not a lot of places in Maine to visit.

"Um..." I think very hard on how to answer his question. "In high school. I distinctly remember Katy and I getting in the car and coming to shop on more than one occasion."

"You drove all the way to Bangor to shop?" Huxley asks, checking my answer from the corner of his eye.

I give a halfhearted shrug. "They have a real mall." A real mall. Not the outside open-air shopping center located between Pelican Bay and new Pelican Bay that Katy likes to call a mall. A real mall, with doors you have to walk in to get to the shops. Food courts. Loud speakers. A pretzel stand.

"Did you know Stephen King has a house in Bangor," I recite the well-known fact every person from Maine knows.

Huxley smiles. "Why do you think we're here? It's top on my list."

I laugh. When he said sightseeing, I didn't expect him to mean it. "I didn't take you for a King fan."

"There're often lots of down time overseas. When you're waiting for information on a mission or need someone else to carry out their part of a plan. I did a lot of reading. King got me through long nights."

"King gave me lots of long nights." I don't think I slept for a week after I read It. Why my school librarian thought it was acceptable to let a sixth grader read that book I'll never understand.

Huxley laughs using his blinker to turn as we drive toward the large downtown area of Bangor. The city is much larger than Pelican Bay. Over one hundred thousand people live in the surrounding areas, and the downtown area shows it. The main street is longer and the buildings taller. Everything from cute cafes to art shops and places to buy antiques. There's never been this much variety in Pelican Bay. And we haven't even hit the mall yet.

"Is it okay with you if we drive by Stephen's house first and then do a little shopping downtown?" Huxley asks.

I don't miss the way he calls King by his first name, as if the two are best friends. "Sure, do you know how to get there?"

As I said before, I haven't been to Bangor in years, but the other thing the city has, which Pelican Bay doesn't, is reliable cell service. With a working smart phone, I can bring up the directions rather quickly. Truth of the matter is Stephen King doesn't spend much time at this house since it's such a popular tourist attraction, but I don't plan to tell Huxley that and ruin the excitement for him.

He taps a finger to his head twice. "I've got them right here." Like a little kid waiting for Christmas morning, a smile stretches across his features as he takes the few turns required to get on the path to the much-hyped home.

"Ohhh, while you're here we totally need to go see the Paul Bunyan statue."

"You guys have a statue of Paul Bunyan?" Huxley's eyes narrow as he takes another turn. How hard is it to believe that Maine would have a giant statue of Paul Bunyan?

"You don't have a statue of Paul? It's the main thing. You can't visit Bangor and not get a picture of Paul Bunyan. You get bad luck if you don't."

Huxley turns off the main road into a small side area with housing. The streets are lined with large houses the people paid a pretty penny for to live here. Stephen King doesn't live in squalor. The car slows as Huxley spends more time looking out the window to see if he can spot the house than he does focusing on the road in front of him. I've seen Stephen King's house and not much has changed to the brick exterior, so I take over watching the road.

"There it is," he exclaims pointing out the side window.

Sure enough, the red brick mansion comes into view on our side. A black wrought-iron gate with bat-like features at the posts instead of traditional lions impede very little of our view. The spider-web-like gate is open giving Huxley a straight shot to look at the mansion with its white wraparound front porch.

It really is a beautiful home even without Stephen King living there. If you didn't know he wrote blood and guts, you could easily see Danielle Steel sitting at the desk writing historic love stories about a time that got away.

The trees are in full bloom and cast a shadow on the lawn, including a dead stump which has been cut off and left to sit.

"You think he's inside right now?" Huxley asks, not taking his eyes off the large home.

Probably not, but I don't want to ruin his fun so I play long. "Probably writing something important."

"My brother, the one who died, wanted to be a writer after he finished his service. He planned to put in his twenty years and then write war stories like Patterson but with scary creatures like Stephen King. He would've been amazing."

I rub my hand against Huxley in a comforting way. "I bet he would have."

"I may have followed him into the service, but there's no way I can finish out the rest of his dreams. He had a wild imagination."

"Well, if you're unhappy in Hawaii," Which I still find crazy because who wouldn't be happy in Hawaii. It's so beautiful there. "It's time for you to find something you do enjoy. Live for Huxley this time."

My words sink in as he nods his head still staring at Stephen King's home. It's as if Huxley lived for everyone else—first his brother, the military, and then me. I hope he can decide what he wants to do. And when he does that his plans include me.

"Okay, let's go shopping," he says putting my car into gear and pulling away from the famous house.

"Exactly what every girl wants to hear."

"We can park downtown. Right?" Huxley asks.

I nod. "Hopefully you have money for a meter." Downtown Bangor is bigger than Pelican Bay's Main Street, but it's not that much bigger. We should be able to walk it in a reasonably quick time. I like to shop, yes, but I only work a part-time job at a club and pick up random shifts at the bakery. Money is tight lately.

Huxley follows my directions out of Stephen King's neighborhood and drives back toward downtown Bangor at an even pace.

"Wait! We forgot about Paul. Turn this way," I yell and point in the direction when I see the area where Paul Bunyan's large statue is located. Huxley follows and we find the tall flannel plaid man just off the road.

He is a total tourist trap, but you have to see him when you're here. I don't make the rules. I just follow them.



A fun, humorous romantic suspense series from USA Today bestselling author, Megan Matthews!
Pelican Bay Security is full of hot former Navy SEALS, a small costal town in Maine (with a crime problem), and a group of Bakery Girls waiting to cause trouble. 

When I moved here to set up a new security company as a fugitive recovery specialist, I didn’t plan to find my next-door neighbor breaking into her aunt’s house. I also didn’t expect the random henchmen harassing her for diamonds she insists she doesn’t have.

Tabitha is running from an ex-boyfriend, and I desperately want to help. As a former Navy SEAL I have the skills to deal with almost any idiot willing to give his girlfriend a black eye. Her lies, drama, and ex-boyfriend catch up with her and it may not be something I can handle on my own. I just hope if things turn violent, we both come out alive.
#explicit #Suggested age 18+
Pelican Bay Security is created by Megan Matthews, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

When Sally first learned that Kylie Finch would be the second lead, she wasn't sure what to think of it. Before Sally had signed her contract, Miller had promised her that the second lead actress would be played by a veteran actor. Unfortunately, she had not insisted that it be put to paper, so there was nothing she could do. If she tried to quit at this stage, there was no doubt in her mind that Miller would sue her – and he would win.
The first strike against Kylie was that she came with a bag full of scandal. Now that she was attached to this film, everyone involved with the film now had a bit of Kylie's taint to carry around with them. In the future, whenever the press interviewed them, they would inevitably want to talk about Kylie.
Sally also doubted Kylie's ability to act. Even after watching The Tea Maiden, she had her doubts. It was one thing to play one role, let alone two. A role like that, she believed, could only be done properly by an A-list actress. Furthermore, from some of the things she'd heard about Kylie, she doubted that they'd get along.
 For a veteran actor like Sally, she knew that, if her partner couldn't co-operate well with her, filming would slow down to a grueling pace. Today though, Kylie had acted perfectly, and Sally's worries began to dissipate slowly.
The director shouted, "Cut." and everything stopped. Kylie sighed and walked to the lounge that had been arranged behind the set. Once she was seated, Faith opened an insulated pot and poured out a cup of sweet soup. She smiled and said, "Lucy cooked sugar and pear soup for you. It's good for your lungs, and it tastes delicious."
Kylie took a sip of it, and then she turned to Faith. "Wow," she said. "It really does taste good. Give it a try."
"Lucy cooked it for you," Faith replied. "I wouldn't dare to eat any..."
"Come on," Kylie laughed as she stood up. "I need to go to the restroom. Have a bit while I'm gone."
Faith put the lid on the soup and said, "I will go with you."
"I am a big girl," Kylie sighed. "You can wait for me here."
"Alright," Faith replied.
After Kylie left, Faith thought about her needs; cosmetics, props, water, and protection.
Ethan was always reminding her to keep Kylie safe. "Stay alert for evildoers," he'd told her. "Kylie is famous now. Some people are jealous of her, and it makes them crazy. Be alert for traps."
Kylie entered the restroom, took out her mobile phone, and tried to decide if she felt like calling Ethan. Finally, she decided to call him. She knew that he was often worried about her wellbeing, and it helped if she checked in occasionally.
Kylie pulled out her phone, dialed his number by memory, and pressed the green button. The phone rang a few times, and as soon as it went through, Ethan gasped, "Kylie, is everything alright? Are you being bullied by someone?"
Kylie laughed and said, "I am good. Why must you always assume the worst?"
"If you don't need my help," Ethan wondered, "to what do I owe this call?"
"I want to discuss something with you," she replied.
 "Is it me you want to talk to?" Ethan wondered. "Or is it Stephen?"
 Kylie was astonished. She said, "How did you know?"
"Never mind that," Ethan said. "Just tell me why you want to talk to Stephen?"
"There is a strange lump on Sally's face," she explained. "I want Stephen to help her."
"Is Sally, your friend?" Ethan wondered.
"We are not friends," Kylie admitted. "We are colleges though, and I wish her no ill will. It shouldn't be a big deal. He lives under our roof for free. Surely he could do us a favor…"
"I let Stephen move into a hotel," Ethan said, "so we may not have as much leverage over him as we had before."
"Whatever," Kylie sighed. "I will look for other doctors."
Before Kylie could hang up, Ethan said, "I will ask him to call you."
"Oh, honey," Kylie gushed. "You are so good to me. I love you so much!"
When Ethan spoke again, there was an edge to his voice that was somewhat frightening. He only said two words, but they caused her arms to break out in goose flesh. He said, "Prove it."
"Don't worry," Kylie replied as she hung up the phone.
Kylie went into one of the stalls to take a shit, and she had barely ever farted when her phone buzzed. She checked the Caller ID, saw that it was Stephen, and read his message: "What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to thank you for your sweet soup," Kylie replied.
"How do you know I was the one who cooked it?" He wondered. "You were supposed to think that it had been made by Lucy���"
Kylie laughed and wrote, "Lucy isn't that good of a cook. You should know that!"
"Next time," he replied, "I will make you a pot of 'shit soup.' You'll never think it came from me then! Lol!"
Kylie said, "Lol. You are too funny!"
Stephen said, "Let's get to the point. As ever, I am at your beck and call. What do you need from .'?"
Kylie replied, "I have a co-worker who needs your help. She has bumps on her face that need to be removed. Because of her notoriety, though, she cannot go to a public doctor or hospital. I thought that you might be able to look at her."
Stephen said, "I will give you the new address for my office. We can work out a time for you to bring her in."
Kylie was surprised to hear that he had an office. "Did you open a clinic?" She wondered.
"I did," Stephen replied. "One of my friends helped me, and already, I have a sizable clientele. Much like your co-worker, until the word gets around, I am primarily treating people who are looking for anonymous treatment."
Now that they had that worked out, Kylie said goodbye, put her phone back in her pocket, wiped her ass, pulled up her pants, washed her hands, and returned to the studio.
Kylie sat down and took a sip of her soup. She thought it was funny that Stephen had figured that he could get away with making her soup and thinking that he wouldn't connect it to her. She turned to Faith and said, "Did I miss anything."
"Absolutely," Faith replied. "I just overheard Director Miller talking about you. He is very happy with your work so far."
"So far, everything has been easy," Kylie said. "In the next scene, I will have to battle Sally. I know that Sally has had some doubts about me playing this role. If I fail her here, there is no way that she will ever trust my acting ability."
The killer Sharon, who was played by Sally, had caused panic among the corrupt clergyman that ran the church. They reported false information to the King and said that someone had received the news that Sharon had already received the order to kill the King and get revenge for Barry.
The King was so furious that he sent the 6 Rose Knights to catch Sharon. Themis, who was played by Kylie, was the leader of the 6 Rose Knights. When they met, Themis and the King agreed that the clergymen should be put to death. Themis, though, wanted to simply kill them, while the King wanted them to be apprehended and sentenced to death in a court of law. 
As for Sharon, she was disappointed with the Royals. She said that someone needed to speak on behalf of the people, even if that person was an enemy of the King. "As long as that person hasn't committed a crime," Sharon argued, "they should be allowed to go unpunished."
The first scene they were going to film was a meeting between Sharon and Themis, in an abandoned town.


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A MODERN-DAY HYBRID ALPHA-VAMPIRE STORY

[SLOW PACE LOVE JOURNEY BETWEEN STUBBORN B-LIST ACTRESS HUMAN AND HYBRID ALPHA(WEREWOLF)- VAMPIRE ]

ETHAN PARKER, a hybrid alpha-vampire, struggling to retain his human form to pursue the most beautiful, strong, and stubborn b-list actress KYLIE FINCH who he happened met ten years ago during the darkest day of his life.

He promised to protect her, and he came at the right moment when Kylie was on the struggle, taking back what she deserves.

Witnessing her mother's painful death and being driven out by her father from their home ten years ago, Kylie became an independent woman. She entered the entertainment world to provide for her needs, but she still landed as an unknown actress. She portrays a rebellious character in front of them to prove her worth and strength.

Life becomes tough when even the man she loved for five years betrayed her for her step-sister; They accused her of being rude and unworthy.

Kylie learned to fight against those bullies and realized that only when she's strong, like a hedgehog, she can protect what she deserves.

Fortunately, a mysterious man appeared in front of her offering a marriage for an alliance. The man told her he would provide all her needs if she accepts his proposal, leaving no option; their deal went on. She became his wife, but he has his secret that connected to Kylie's unforgettable past. A glimpse of her vague memory ten years ago gradually unfolds.

Bound by fictitious marriage, she wonders if the mysterious man who became her husband was really her ally or enemy. Would she fall for someone who isn't entirely human? Would she accept him once she knew the truth? Discover the mystery, truth, lies, and deception inside this novel.


Special Note: A strong Female Lead paired with a strong Male Lead happened to be a Hybrid Alpha-Vampire King. It is a fantasy romance that talks about the trials and tragedy between two different individuals who meet each other and become a great couple who wanted to defeat their enemies. Some twists inside this novel have been fueled by mystery, suspense, revenge, and deception.

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