Get your heart racing with spine-chilling thrillers. Filled with suspense, danger, and unexpected twists, the Thriller category will keep you on the edge of your seat.
"Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.
In a world where two souls with disparate personalities reign over their respective dominions, Emory Ace Montemayor stands apart. She is a mystery wrapped in enigma, a woman whose eyes seem to be windows to an emotionless void. No matter the chaos or beauty that surrounds her, not a single trace of sentiment can be glimpsed within those icy depths. It's as if life itself has been drained from her gaze. Tragedy struck when a fateful car accident snatched away her parents, and from that moment on, Emory's heart froze over. She became a self-made fortress, learning to rely solely on herself. Within the shadowy corridors of the Empire organization, she honed her skills and became a feared assassin. Socializing was a foreign concept to her; she chose the solitude of her own thoughts over the company of others. Death held no terror for her. In a moment of despair, believing her life to be a meaningless void, she took the ultimate step and attempted suicide. Little did she know that the Grim Reaper would turn away, for she was fated for a different path. Emory found herself thrust into a new existence, her soul now inhabiting the body of Y-za Bella Mondragon. The act that was meant to be her final curtain call instead became the opening act of a brand-new adventure. Now, we are left to wonder: where will this strange and unexpected journey lead her? What secrets and challenges await her in this uncharted territory of a new life and identity?
"Tell me you are mine" the cold, sharp, merciless blade tried to force me into submission. Into HIS submission. I am not a property that anyone can own. "I-I am yours". Green is supposed to be my favorite color but as I look into his green merciless eyes I feel nothing but fear. "Good girl. Now, we don't want your dear ones hurt do we?" **** Where do you see yourself in three years? Two? One? What gives you the certainty that there will be one at all? In a world where most people dream and everything is normal, how would it feel to not know what normal is? Life is never easy and it won't ever be. It's harder when you have demons of your past and devils in your present to fight against. No one wants to lose but how long can you keep yourself stable? Only the strong and brave survives in the race. Is she strong and brave? Triggers are present.
In a world where two souls with disparate personalities reign over their respective dominions, Emory Ace Montemayor stands apart. She is a mystery wrapped in enigma, a woman whose eyes seem to be windows to an emotionless void. No matter the chaos or beauty that surrounds her, not a single trace of sentiment can be glimpsed within those icy depths. It's as if life itself has been drained from her gaze. Tragedy struck when a fateful car accident snatched away her parents, and from that moment on, Emory's heart froze over. She became a self-made fortress, learning to rely solely on herself. Within the shadowy corridors of the Empire organization, she honed her skills and became a feared assassin. Socializing was a foreign concept to her; she chose the solitude of her own thoughts over the company of others. Death held no terror for her. In a moment of despair, believing her life to be a meaningless void, she took the ultimate step and attempted suicide. Little did she know that the Grim Reaper would turn away, for she was fated for a different path. Emory found herself thrust into a new existence, her soul now inhabiting the body of Y-za Bella Mondragon. The act that was meant to be her final curtain call instead became the opening act of a brand-new adventure. Now, we are left to wonder: where will this strange and unexpected journey lead her? What secrets and challenges await her in this uncharted territory of a new life and identity?