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THE LASCOURINE'S LEGACY

Coming from a middle class family Lulan Roselle Von heist fell in love with the Prince of Belgravia Leonard Westley Astley . Was left heartbroken and pregnant been the only female in the family she was abounded by her family, she left Belgravia to Cordova. After Lulan left Belgravia she worked for the Great General Julian Lascourine as his head chef who was a generous man after hearing her story he decided to take her in as his daughter since he has no relative or child to inherit his fortune. While she was there she decided to pursue her dream of becoming a surgeon, which General Lascourine agreed and sent her to one of the best school in the world. After a few months she gave birth to quadruplets three bouncing baby boys and a little girl.General Lascourine was happy about it so he gave all his fortune to her and her children. Six years later,at the entrance of the opening event of the best hospital a woman could be seen alighting from a Volkswagen with four beautiful children behind her and various bodyguards and nannies. Various reporter from different media industries across the country and abroad. Reporter 1:Miss Lulan today is the reopening of the Lascourine Memorial Hospital which is in the remembrance of the late Great General Julian Lascourine since you are his adopted daughter and best surgeon in this country and the world what do you have to say, are you going to continue what the Great General has done for this country. Reporter 2:Miss Lulan who are this beautiful prince's and princess with you and who is their father. Also why did you decide to make yourself known to the public at the reopening of this hospital. To answer your questions, firstly am going to continue the work my father has started.secoundly this are my children and lastly I don't need their father and if he is listening I would say thank you for giving me this beautiful children. TO BE CONTINUED...... Read to find out the rest of the story
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Felicity‘s Beast World Apocalypse

Beastmen / Reverse Harem/ Smut / Zombies When the world ends, Felicity expects to die quietly. Instead, she wakes to a ruined world crawling with monsters, beastmen, and dangers she was never meant to survive. Small, soft spoken, and terrified, Felicity has only one advantage: a strange power buried deep inside her that even she does not understand. Saved by Victor, a cold, powerful beastman with wings sharp enough to cut the sky, Felicity is pulled into a brutal new reality where strength decides everything and mercy is rare. Victor does not protect lightly, and once he chooses someone, he does not let go. As they travel through shattered cities and hostile territory, Felicity must learn to survive, to fight, and to claim her place in a world that no longer has room for weakness. Monsters lurk in the shadows, alliances are fragile, and desire burns just as fiercely as fear. In a beast ruled apocalypse, survival is not enough. To live, Felicity must become something more. The fire snapped, spitting sparks into the night. —————————- When Felicity blinked, Victor was closer. She had not seen him move. One moment he was across the clearing, watching the dark with those sharp, unreadable eyes, and the next he was right in front of her, his shadow swallowing hers. “You nearly died back there,” he said quietly. She tried to laugh, but it came out wrong. “It’s probably going to happen again. That seems to be my thing.” Victor’s gaze lingered on her face, then softened in a way she did not expect. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, his touch rough but careful, as if he were afraid of breaking her. “Not if I can help it,” he said. The fire crackled between them. Felicity’s heart raced as his thumb lingered at her cheek, warmth spreading through her chest at the smallest touch. The world seemed to narrow until there was only him, steady and solid, and the terrifying comfort of knowing she was no longer alone. For the first time since the world had ended, Felicity felt something dangerous bloom in her chest. Hope. hi this is my first book be gentle english is my first language art is my own
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Luna At First Sight

I never believed in sudden things. Not in love, not in fate, not in forever. Love was never something I searched for—yet somehow, it found me. Like rain from a clear sky—soft at first, then unstoppable. One look at you, and my world shifted. Now I know what it means to be undone in a single moment. They say love grows with time, but mine struck like lightning—sudden and unforgiving, leaving me breathless and forever changed.....Just like gravity. I have faced wars, full moons, blood moons, lunar eclipses, and instincts older than time itself. Yet nothing prepared me for the way my world tilted the instant you walked in....quiet, unaware....and became the axis my life began to turn around. It felt familiar. As if my soul had known yours long before this life. As if I had found you once before… and lost you to time. I am not gentle by nature. I am made of claws and instinct, of power and storms, of a moon that demands. But you…you softened me. You became the quiet my chaos longs for. The reason I fight my own darkness. The reason I pray to a goddess I once dared to challenge. I have loved you in lives that ended in fire and blood. I have lost you in centuries that tried to erase your name. And still, you found your way back to me. I would burn the world before letting it harm you. I would bleed, break, and kneel if it meant keeping you safe. Because my life—every breath, every heartbeat—only began to matter the moment you returned to me. If the future is uncertain, let me be your certainty. If the night grows cold, let me be your shelter. If fear ever whispers your name,know that I will roar it back into silence. I did not choose you. The moon did, again.... And am glad it did. And from the first glance to the last breath I will ever take, you are not just my love—you are my beginning, and my forever..... ******** Rachelle was ecstatic when she received her admission letter to study at Westvale University—one of the most elite and mysterious institutions in the state. To her, it was a dream come true. A fresh start. A chance to build a future far away from everything she'd lost. But Westvale was never just a university. Hidden beneath its beauty and prestige lies a world few humans ever glimpse—a school built for the supernatural. Werewolves, witches, banshees, fae, vampires, and beings older than time walk its halls, bound by secrets, power, and ancient laws. From the moment she steps onto campus, strange things begin to unfold. Whispers follow her. Eyes linger too long. And fate collides with her in the form of Cole Williams—the feared Lycan Alpha of the powerful Williams bloodline. Ruthless and dominant. He is everything she shouldn't want. And yet… he is her mate. As Rachelle is pulled deeper into Westvale's hidden world, she uncovers truths tied not only to the school, but to her own bloodline—Her presence at Westvale isn't an accident. Her blood carries secrets tied to the university's origins—secrets buried for centuries and soaked in blood. And lurking in the shadows is a vampire who refuses to let fate win—one who is determined to claim her, even if it means tearing her away from her destined mate and plunging the supernatural world into chaos. Rachelle must decide who she truly is… and whether she's strong enough to stand beside an Alpha willing to burn the world for her. Because in Westvale, nothing is what it seems.
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Taming the Beast World with a Frying Pan

[Warning: Mature Content R-18+] Ren, a world-class chef with a low tolerance for idiots, didn't plan on dying. She definitely didn't plan on waking up in a jungle where the men have ears, tails, and absolutely zero concept of personal space. Welcome to the Beast World, where "courtship" usually involves a dead carcass at your feet and a very direct sniff of your behind. Ren’s goal? Survival. The Beastmen’s goal? Breeding. Armed only with a cast-iron skillet and a Gourmet Hunter System that trolls her as much as it helps, Ren realizes she has a unique problem. Her cooking is so good it cures the beasts' "Feral Madness." The side effect? It makes them incredibly… frustrated. Now, she’s stuck with four apex predators who look at her like she’s the main course. Ren just wants to open a restaurant and introduce civilization to these savages. Unfortunately, they’re more interested in glazing her buns than the ones in the oven. Warning: Contains heavy comedy, shameless flirting, accidental flashing, and a slow burn that will leave you as thirsty as the male leads. ----- Excerpt: "Put that down!" Ren shrieked, wielding her spatula like a sword. Kael, the massive White Tiger beastman, froze. He was currently naked, gloriously muscular, and holding her lace underwear between two sharp claws like it was a delicate flower. "This," Kael grumbled, sniffing the fabric deeply, "smells like you. But why is it so small? It covers nothing. Is this a courting gift?" "It’s a thong, you over-sized house cat! Give it back!" "No," Kael growled low in his throat, his golden eyes darkening with heat as he stepped closer, backing her into the kitchen counter. "If you want it back, you’ll have to take it from me. Preferably with your teeth." [System Notification: The Target 'Kael' has entered Mating Heat. Recommended Action: Run... or appease the beast.] Ren looked at the system screen, then at the eight-pack abs in front of her. "I hate this world." ** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887
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