Novel & Cerita Novela Negra

Alessandro Le livre est posé sur la table en métal. Noir. Épais. La couverture est en cuir usé, craquelé aux jointures, marqué par les doigts de ceux qui l'ont tenu avant moi. Les pages sont fines comme du papier à cigarette, bordées d'or, imprimées en caractères minuscules sur deux colonnes. La Bible.

Vittoria Je suis née dans le sang et le silence, héritière d’un empire dont les racines s’enfoncent dans la terre aride de Sicile. La maison D’Amato n’est pas une famille comme les autres. C’est une forteresse. Un royaume où chaque murmure, chaque regard, chaque trahison pèse plus lourd que la vie. Mon domaine s’étend sur la ville comme une ombre insaisissable. Et moi, je suis cette ombre incarnée.

Juste les yeux. Il se tenait là. Immobile. Droit comme une ligne de craie sur un sol qu’on n’ose plus traverser. L’éclairage faiblard du plafond glissait sur son épaule, révélant l’arête nette de sa mâchoire, un fil noir d’ombre courant sous sa pommette, et ce regard. Ce regard. Il ne clignait pas. Pas une seule fois. Il me regardait comme on analyse un vieux livre couvert de cendres : avec une curiosité méthodique, dangereusement silencieuse.

Un dernier acte. Lucas, au centre du cercle, les yeux fermés, respirait lentement. Il sentait le poids de leurs vies dans ses mains. Et il savait, au fond de lui, que le prix final serait terrible. Soudain, un frisson traversa le sous-sol. Les murs semblèrent vibrer, et une onde sonore résonna, froide et sinistre. Une lumière subtile se ralluma sur les gravures, mais cette fois, elle était différente : sombre, presque menaçante.

Ang bango ng dagat ay humahalo sa amoy ng mga pahina ng luma at bagong libro sa Library of Shadows—ang tanging pamana ni Sofia na nagbibigay sa kanila ng dahilan upang gumising sa bawat umaga. Ngunit sa gabing ito, ang langit ay tila nagbabanta. Ang kulay ng dagat ay hindi na esmeralda; ito ay naging itim na parang tinta, sumasalamin sa Mafia Noir na atmospera na tila hindi kailanman lumisan sa kanilang mga anino.

Parang isang stand novel ang librong 'yon dahil nakasulat do'n ang mga bagay na nangyari sa female lead na inspired sa totoo niyang buhay. She writes the book when she’s not okay, when she feels like she’s given up. Some of the scenes she wrote in that book were what happened to her mother, Helenah Miller ten years ago. Namatay si Helenah noong 9 years old pa lamang si Hayacinth. The cause of its death was internal bleeding, mas naging complicated pa ang survival rate ni Helenah noong oras na 'yon dahil na rin sa dinadala nitong bata sa tiyan niya na pang-tatlong buwan pa lamang.

Dito po mismo ako mag-a-update. COMPLETED na rin po rito sa GoodNovel ang Gray Series 2 One Night Darker (Tagalog), Jackson Gray and Mereya Wrights' story. Isearch niyo lang po dito sa app at lalabas na iyon. Ang Gray Series 3 Longing for my Ex-Wife's Return, simula ng story ni Jett Jamison Gray ay on going na po rito sa app. Search niyo na lang din po. Maaari niyo na rin po silang idagdag sa inyong library.

- Book 1 "I Belong to you forever" BOOK 2 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 2 "Eternamente Mia" - Book 2 "Endlessly Mine" BOOK 3 SEQUEL (Goodnovel) Libro 3 "Infinitamente Nuestra - Book 3 "Infinitely Ours" Romance Series (Buenovela) (Goodnovel) Libro 1 Cuando dejas tu corazon atras - Book 1 "When you leave your heart behind"

Then realization hit me. "Right! I remembered that I read a name 'Nerissa' from a certain book. It says that she was one of the evil souls sacrificed to the goddess of fire just like you had said, but I remember what she did for her to be punished. She is an evil witch who lures men and kill them. It wasn't stated how she lures men, but it could be possible that he lures them through her humming voice!" 'And probably the reason why the magical healer was searching for a lady who can manipulate fire because he knew that if it is a man, he won't be able to resist the humming voice of Nerissa,' Raja added that made everything clearer to me.

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she