Jean-Paul Satre Three Plays

Noah Rowe is not here to fall in love. He's here to disappear. After a humiliating collapse abroad, Noah transfers to a cold, prestigious university tucked into an old European town - a place where ambition hums beneath every cobblestone and secrets rot beneath stained-glass windows. He plans to keep to himself, finish his degree, and leave untouched. But then he sees them. Adrian and Elián: the twins. They move like smoke and speak like dreams. They share everything - their clothes, their stories, their lovers. One dominates. One disarms. Together, they watch the world like wolves on the edge of hunger. At first, they don't even look at him. That's the last time Noah breathes easy. As the twins begin to orbit his life, Noah is drawn into a slow spiral of obsession, intimacy, and psychological unraveling. The line between seduction and control blurs. Every truth becomes a test. Every choice, a trap. Because the twins don't want to love him. They want to keep him. And Noah, despite everything, might want to be kept.

For nearly five centuries, no child has drawn a first breath. The Creator sealed the womb of the world, and humanity learned to live without its future. But in the depths of Triune, another kind of genesis rose. From the Middle comes a child with power and lineage to rival the Creator. Not born, but woven. Not raised, but awakened. Bodies shaped by design. Souls coaxed from silence. Each one a crafted echo of what humanity once was. Those who survive their emergence ascend to the Upper. Those who falter are reclaimed by the dark. On the night meant to mark their passage into adulthood, five friends stumble upon a truth older than scripture and sharper than prophecy: The first humans were not what they were told. The gods were not who they claimed to be. And the Children of Triune were never meant to ask why. Some truths don't set you free, they come for you.

Blurb One sacred promise, a thousand lies, and one secret that destroys. For Dewangga, his wedding day with Vivian should have been the beginning of a perfect and honorable life. However, a small incident in the dressing room—an accidental spill of coffee—led him into a trap he never expected. Behind the locked door, he met Davian, Vivian's wild and manipulative half-brother. Davian knew Dewangga's biggest secret. He knew that behind the dashing wedding suit, Dewangga hid an orientation that he suppressed deeply. With intoxicating touches and sharp words, Davian began to ensnare Dewangga in an irresistible forbidden obsession. Now, Dewangga is trapped in a torturous charade. By day, he is the perfect husband to Vivian. But in the darkness, he is a prisoner of Davian's passion. When his wife's touch no longer stirs his body, Dewangga is forced to borrow another man's shadow to survive his wedding night.

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

Sarah Thompson is a fresh college graduate who is ready to enter the business world with full force. With her perfect records and recommendations, she thinks it's going to be an easy ride to getting a high paying white collar job. What will her fate be? what surprises life have for her?

His eyes darkened, almost predatory. "I can’t stay away, even if I wanted to. I’ve been consumed with thoughts of having you." He paused, "And I could never watch another man claim you. Don’t worry, tiger. I’m not going to force you. But I’ll pursue you until you want me as much as I want you." He leaned back, eyes fixed on me. "I’ll uncover who hurt you and made you this way. And when I do, I’ll make sure he pays tenfold. It’s a promise." In a world where being “DIFFERENT” is abhorred, wolf-less Raya is shunned by her pack and betrayed by the two she trusted most—her mate, Alpha Draco, and her best friend, Melissa. When their betrayal costs Raya her life and unborn pup, the Goddess Selene grants her a second chance. Reborn into a different body as Hera, Raya vows revenge. But her plans are thrown into chaos when she discovers she is mated to Calhoun, the kingdom’s strongest Alpha, and two others—one of them a female whose love she never expected. Now caught in the crossfire of love, war, and an unyielding thirst for vengeance, Hera must make a choice: sacrifice everything for revenge, or dare to embrace a love that could ruin her.