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I Woke Up as Stalin to Save the World From Myself

Meet Jake Vance. A gentle, empathetic 21st-century high school history teacher, he knows all about the great tragedies of the past. From the safety of his classroom, he lectures on the brutal cost of power, knowing he could never wield it himself. He is a good man in a world that has little use for one. After a particularly draining day, he goes to sleep, only to awaken to the biting cold of a cheap room and the coarse feel of unfamiliar clothes. The world of smartphones and apathy is gone, replaced by the fervor, paranoia, and smoke-filled rooms of the early 20th century. He is no longer Jake Vance. He is now Ioseb "Soso" Jughashvili, a hardened revolutionary, a poet-turned-bank-robber for the Bolshevik cause. He is a young man on a path that Jake knows, with sickening certainty, leads to the Gulags, the purges, and the deaths of millions. He is the man who will become Joseph Stalin. For a man of conscience, it is not an opportunity. It is a curse. His first instinct is to end it all—to sacrifice one life to save countless others. But staring into a cracked mirror, he finds that the simple human will to live is a powerful, stubborn thing. If he can't die, he must do the impossible: navigate the bloody crucible of the Russian Revolution and steer history off its catastrophic course. But he's trapped in a gilded cage of his own making, caught in a battle for the soul of a future empire. To be the first to know about future sequels and new projects, google my official author blog: Waystar Novels.
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Beneath The Wolf's Veil

His fingers are touching my thighs, but his eyes hold no emotion for me to tell his thoughts. It’s unusual. “Cassian?” I press my hands on his chest, but not in a way to resist him, but to feel his heart’s rhythm. “I told you it's all about the primal instinct,” he says, bringing his lips to touch mine. My hands let go off his chest as our lips touch, our tongue having a taste of each other. It feels different, not like it used to be. He withdraws himself from me, and our eyes are locked to each other. I have so many questions to ask him, but his eyes on me seem to answer them. His face… he was the werewolf who'd stood beside them, and had chased me out of my home. “It's true… Cassian, it’s true…” My voice is shaky as I step back from him. “What's that about?” He asks, feigning ignorance of what I mean. “My parents… you killed them… you stood beside their bodies!” ******************************************************** Things took a shift after Liam's betrayal of selling me out to Alpha Cassian. It awoke every thought and trauma I'd buried within me, having them come alive to haunt me. Cassian wanted my essence for his curse, to perform a bloodshroud that was supposed to be his cure and the end of me. But he didn't go on with it. Strangely, he called me his mate. How was that even possible since I was a human and he was a werewolf? I’d thought a human like me couldn't become a werewolf, but Cassian wouldn't let go of his claim. I felt darkness and chaos around him, but soon, I started to fall for him. I wanted to keep everything behind me even though the memory of my parents’ death still haunted me. But at the new leaf I was about to turn, I discovered Cassian must have killed my parents, soaked himself with their blood, and chased me out of my home. How was I supposed to go on with this revelation?
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