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champ-wiggle · 2 months ago

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A shy penguin wins New Zealand’s bird election after campaign filled with memes and tattoos

By CHARLOTTE GRAHAM-McLAY; Updated 11:33 PM EDT, September 15, 2024

A hoiho or yellow-eyed penguin pictured on April 2, 2023, has won New Zealand's annual Bird of the Year vote, Monday, Sept. 16, 2024, after a fierce contest absent the foreign interference and controversies that have upset the country's avian elections before. (Hayden Parsons via AP)

WELLINGTON, New Zealand (AP) — It’s noisy, smelly, shy — and New Zealand’s bird of the year.

The hoiho, or yellow-eyed penguin, won the country’s fiercely fought avian election on Monday, offering hope to supporters of the endangered bird that recognition from its victory might prompt a revival of the species.

It followed a campaign for the annual Bird of the Year vote that was absent the foreign interference scandals and cheating controversies of past polls. Instead, campaigners in the long-running contest sought votes in the usual ways — launching meme wars, seeking celebrity endorsements and even getting tattoos to prove their loyalty.

More than 50,000 people voted in the poll, 300,000 fewer than last year, when British late night host John Oliver drove a humorous campaign for the pūteketeke -- a “deeply weird bird” which eats and vomits its own feathers – securing a landslide win.

A man rides past a mural celebrating John Oliver's New Zealand's 2023 Bird of the Year campaign in Wellington, New Zealand, Sunday, Sept. 15, 2024. (AP Photo/ Charlotte GrahamMcLay)

This year, the number of votes cast represented 10% of the population of New Zealand — a country where nature is never far away and where a love of native birds is instilled in citizens from childhood.

“Birds are our heart and soul,” said Emma Rawson, who campaigned for the fourth-placed ruru, a small brown owl with a melancholic call. New Zealand’s only native mammals are bats and marine species, putting the spotlight on its birds, which are beloved — and often rare.

This year’s victor, the hoiho — its name means “noise shouter” in the Māori language — is a shy bird thought to be the world’s rarest penguin. Only found on New Zealand’s South and Chatham islands — and on subantarctic islands south of the country — numbers have dropped perilously by 78% in the past 15 years.

“This spotlight couldn’t have come at a better time. This iconic penguin is disappearing from mainland Aotearoa before our eyes,” Nicola Toki, chief executive of Forest & Bird — the organization that runs the poll — said in a press release, using the Māori name for New Zealand. Despite intensive conservation efforts on land, she said, the birds drown in nets and sea and can’t find enough food.

“The campaign has raised awareness, but what we really hope is that it brings tangible support,” said Charlie Buchan, campaign manager for the hoiho. But while the bird is struggling, it attracted a star billing in the poll: celebrity endorsements flew in from English zoologist Jane Goodall, host of the Amazing Race Phil Keoghan, and two former New Zealand prime ministers.

Aspiring bird campaign managers — this year ranging from power companies to high school students — submit applications to Forest & Bird for the posts. The hoiho bid was run by a collective of wildlife groups, a museum, a brewery and a rugby team in the city of Dunedin, where the bird is found on mainland New Zealand, making it the highest-powered campaign of the 2024 vote.

“I do feel like we were the scrappy underdog,” said Emily Bull, a spokesperson for the runner-up campaign, for the karure — a small, “goth” black robin only found on New Zealand’s Chatham Island.

A karure, or Chatham lslands black robin pictured on Chatham Island in Sept. 2016 is runner-up to a hoiho or yellow-eyed penguin in the New Zealand Bird of the Year competition, announced Monday, Sept. 16, 2024. (0scar Thomas via AP)

The karure’s bid was directed by the students’ association at Victoria University of Wellington, prompting a fierce skirmish on the college campus when the student magazine staged an opposing campaign for the kororā, or little blue penguin.

The rivalry provoked a meme war and students in bird costumes. Several people got tattoos. When the magazine’s campaign secured endorsements of the city council and local zoo, Bull despaired for the black robin’s bid.

But the karure — which has performed a real-life comeback since the 1980s, with conservation efforts increasing the species from five birds to 250 — took second place overall.

This weekend as Rawson wrapped up her campaign for the ruru, she took her efforts directly to the people, courting votes at a local dog park. The veteran campaign manager who has directed the bids for other birds in past years was rewarded by the ruru placing fourth in the poll, her best ever result.

“I have not been in human political campaigning before,” said Rawson, who is drawn to the competition because of the funds and awareness it generates. The campaign struck a more sedate tone this year, she added.

“There’s been no international interference, even though that was actually a lot of fun,” she said, referring to Oliver’s high-profile campaign.

It was not the only controversy the election has seen. While anyone in the world can vote, Forest & Bird now requires electors to verify their ballots after foreign interference plagued the contest before. In 2018, Australian pranksters cast hundreds of fraudulent votes in favor of the shag.

The following year, Forest & Bird was forced to clarify that a flurry of votes from Russia appeared to be from legitimate bird-lovers.

While campaigns are fiercely competitive, managers described tactics more akin to pro wrestling — in which fights are scripted — than divisive political contests.

“Sometimes people want to make posts that are kind of like beefy with you and they’ll always message you and be like, hey, is it okay if I post this?” Bull said. “There is a really sweet community. It’s really wholesome.”

#birds #penguin #aotearoa #hoiho #bird of the year

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angelhv-s · 2 days ago

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‎ ‎ ̟ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ᘎ The Afterglow - prologue ⊹

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+ The colossal Ark, battered but intact, hung in the inky blackness of space. Shadow, his power spent, began to visibly weaken. The aura of his Super form, a shimmering, bright energy that had moments before crackled with immense power, flickered and dimmed, like a dying flame. His usually sharp features softened, his body trembling with exhaustion. The intense energy that had fueled his transformation was rapidly ebbing away, leaving him vulnerable and weak.

Sonic, still reeling from the battle’s intensity, watched with growing alarm. His own Super form, a vibrant gold energy, was also beginning to dissipate, the power draining away as quickly as Shadow's. He saw Shadow’s form begin to slump, the fading crimson light unable to support his weight any longer. Gravity, relentless and unforgiving, began to pull the weakened hedgehog towards the distant, swirling blue marble of Earth.

A choked cry escaped Sonic's lips as he saw Shadow start his perilous descent. "Shadow!" he roared, his voice echoing in the vacuum of space. Without hesitation, Sonic launched himself after his rival, his own fading super form providing a burst of speed that pushed him to his absolute limits. The gold energy surrounding him thinned and fragmented, mirroring the yellow hue fading from Shadow. He was rapidly losing his enhanced abilities, but the urgency of the situation spurred him on.

With a desperate surge of adrenaline-fueled speed, Sonic closed the distance. He reached Shadow just as the hedgehog began to plummet uncontrollably. With a powerful grip, Sonic caught Shadow, pulling him close, his own body straining under the combined weight of their exhaustion. As their bodies touched, a blinding light erupted from the space between them, a radiant energy expanding outwards. This blinding light coalesced into a protective shield, a shimmering, pearly white sphere encompassing both hedgehogs. The shield pulsed with energy, radiating a magnificent, shooting star-like effect as it streaked across the vast expanse of space, carrying the two exhausted heroes towards the Earth. The intense light and the speed of their descent created a breathtaking spectacle, a testament to the bond formed amidst their epic battle.

#sonadow #sonic oc #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog

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kemetic-dreams · 6 months ago

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When and why yellow was first applied to people of East Asian descent is rather murky.

The process occurred over hundreds of years. As some scholars have noted, it's not as if there were people with yellow skin. The whole "yellow equals Asian" thing had to be invented. And in fact, there was a time when there was no such thing as "Asian" — even that had to be invented.

Enter Carl Linnaeus, an influential Swedish physician and botanist now known as the "father of modern taxonomy." In 1735, Linnaeus separated humans into four groups, including Homo Asiaticus — Asian Man. The other three categories, European, African and American, already had established — albeit arbitrary — colors: white, black and red. Linnaeus, searching for a distinguishing color for his Asian Man, eventually declared Asians the color "luridus," meaning "lurid," "sallow," or "pale yellow."

I get this bit of history from Michael Keevak, a professor at National Taiwan University, who writes in his book Becoming Yellow: A Short History of Racial Thinkingthat "Luridus also appeared in several of Linnaeus's botanical publications to characterize unhealthy and toxic plants."

Keevak argues that these early European anthropologists used "yellow" to refer to Asian people because "Asia was seductive, mysterious, full of pleasures and spices and perfumes and fantastic wealth." Yellow had multiple connotations, which included both "serene" and "happy," as well as "toxic" and "impure."

He tells me that there was "something dangerous, exotic and threatening about Asia that 'yellow' ... helped reinforce."

Which might explain why the fear that East Asian countries would take over the West became known as yellow peril.

In 1956, Marvel's short-lived Yellow Claw comic featured a villain of the title's name. He was drawn with a bald head, long scraggly beard, slanted eyes and, yes, fingers that resembled claws. True to the name, his skin had a distinct yellow hue.

That was all make-believe. The real-life consequence of vilifying a race included things like the Chinese Exclusion Act of 1882, which banned Chinese immigration to the United States until 1943; the violence against hundreds of Filipino farmworkers in Exeter and Watsonville, Calif., who were mobbed and driven out of their homes by white Americans in 1929 and 1930; and the incarceration of more than 100,000 Japanese Americans during World War II.

For as long as Asians have lived in the United States, white people have been trying to label us: who we are, what we look like and how we should be described. It was also white people who defined our terminology — for many decades, "Orientals" was the moniker of choice. (And when people hurled slurs at us, we've been called Chinamen, Japs, gooks, Asiatics, Mongols and Chinks.)

That started to shift in the 1960s.

That's when the term "Asian American" was born. At the time, it was linked to political advocacy. Yuji Ichioka, then a graduate student and activist at the University of California, Berkeley, who would later become a leading historian and scholar, is widely credited with coining the term.

This period, often referred to as the Yellow Power Movement, was one of the first times these disparate people — Korean Americans, Vietnamese Americans, Japanese Americans, Indian Americans, Laotian Americans, Cambodian Americans, to name only some — grouped themselves under one pan-ethnic identity.

There was power in numbers, which Ichioka knew as founder of the Asian American Political Alliance. In a letter and questionnaire to new members, AAPA made clear that its organization was not just advocating for the creation of Asian American studies courses, but for broader social causes. That included adopting socialist policies and supporting the Black Liberation Movement, the Women's Liberation Movement, and anti-Vietnam and anti-imperialist efforts.

Spurred in part by the activism of the times, the term "Asian American" rose to popularity. It also helped that the Immigration and Nationality Act of 1965 was passed, allowing an influx of Asian immigrants to the U.S.

But over the years, the term Asian American revealed itself to be a complicated solution to the problem of identity.

For one thing, most people who technically fit into the "Asian American" category refer to themselves based on their ethnic group or country of origin, according to the National Asian American Survey (NAAS).

Karthick Ramakrishnan, a professor at the University of California, Riverside, and the leader of NAAS, says he and his colleagues found that most Americans think of "Asian Americans" as East Asians.

Karen Ishizuka, who wrote Serve the People: Making Asian America in the Long Sixties, says that "Asian American" is still an important identifier because of the political power it has carried for decades. But it's crucial for people to be educated about what it once meant, she says, because the term has become "more like an adjective now, rather than a political identity."

Ramakrishnan and Ishizuka seem to reinforce why I've been searching for a term like yellow. In all my conversations about this issue, I've found myself remarking how the question of "What about yellow?" feels so hair-pullingly existential. Maybe it's because Asian American seems like it has been watered down from activism to adjective. I find myself wanting a label that cuts a little deeper.

In 1969, a Japanese American activist named Larry Kubota wrote a manifesto called "Yellow Power!" that was published in Gidra, a radical magazinecreated by Asian American activists at the University of California, Los Angeles.

His words were a rallying cry. "Yellow power is a call for all Asian Americans to end the silence that has condemned us to suffer in this racist society and to unite with our black, brown and red brothers of the Third World for survival, self-determination and the creation of a more humanistic society," he wrote.

Kubota wasn't the only one using yellow in a new and different way.

Ishizuka tells me about a bunch of different groups in the 1960s and 1970s: Yellow Seeds was a radical organization in Philadelphia that published a bilingual English-Chinese newspaper of the same name. The Yellow Identity Symposium was a conference at Berkeley that helped ignite the Third World Liberation strikes. The Yellow Brotherhood was an Asian group made up mostly of former gang members in Los Angeles that tried to disband gangs and curb drug addiction. Yellow Pearl, a play on "yellow peril," was a music project started by an activist group in New York's Chinatown.

I call up Russell Leong. He is a professor emeritus at UCLA and was the longtime editor of the radical Amerasia journal. As a kid, he used to make Yellow Power posters in San Francisco's Chinatown.

"Do you call yourself yellow?" I ask him.

"That's an interesting question," Leong says. "If I'm with a group of yellow people like my close friends, I'll call myself a Chink, a Chinaman, a yellow. But in public, I'm not gonna call anyone else that .... it depends what I'm comfortable with. It's the same with my English or Chinese name. Sometimes I'll use my American name. Sometimes I'll use my Chinese name."

Whatever the word, he adds, "I think it's better that we have more words to describe ourselves."

I get it. Despite the incompleteness of any one term, together they can become a powerful tool.

Still, if there were no term like "Asian American" — if it didn't exist, if we gave up on it entirely — then what could we have to anchor ourselves? After all, it's not just about a word; it's about an entire identity.

Ellen Wu, the historian from Indiana, digs into that point: "To circle back to this question of, do we use something like yellow or brown? ... Why do we even feel like we have to?"

Wu acknowledges that we're always craving words that might come closer to encapsulating who we are.

"I think that invisibility — that feeling that we don't matter, that worse, we're statistically insignificant — in some ways really fuels that desire to have a really concise and meaningful way of talking about ourselves," she says.

I pose all of this to Jenn Fang, an activist and writer who runs the appropriately-named blog Reappropriate.

She's not so convinced that yellow would resolve the issues that plague Asian American. It might be a useful identifier if yellow was used very intentionally and people knew its history, she says. But it could also fall into the same traps as Asian American. With ubiquity, it could eventually lose its power.

Fang also thinks that if people were to identify as yellow, there would be more people staying in their own lanes, so to speak — that, say, East Asians who call themselves yellow might not advocate on behalf of Asians who call themselves brown.

"Are you reclaiming the slur, or reclaiming our history?" Fang asks me. "The thing I'm concerned about is — is [yellow] a truly reflective way of talking about the East Asian American experience? Is yellow more nuancing? ... Or more flattening?"

In the pinnacle of the civil rights era, activists used yellow as a term of empowerment — a term they chose for themselves. In some ways, I'm still seeing that today.

When the director of Crazy Rich Asians, Jon Chu, wanted to include a Mandarin version of Coldplay's song "Yellow" in a pivotal scene of his movie, some people were concerned that including it might not fly in such a high-profile movie about Asians. But that was exactly Chu's point. He wrote a letter to the band pleading his case — he wanted to attach something gorgeous to the word.

"If we're going to be called yellow," Chu wrote, "we're going to make it beautiful."

I can't help but think back to a group of people I spoke to late last year.

The Yellow Jackets Collective is an activist group, the name an echo of the 1960s. They're four people in New York City who identify themselves with a wide swath of terms, in addition to yellow: she/her, womxn, brown, Asian American, femme, child of Chinese immigrants, Korean American, 1st gen., first gen. diasporic and "collaborating towards futures that center marginalized bodies."

I send them an e-mail. "Why yellow?"

They point out that they don't just walk around the world calling every East Asian person they meet "yellow."

"Identity ideally is about you and how you feel and what you believe has shaped you," Michelle Ling responds.

I let Ling's words percolate. I don't know if I'll walk around in the world calling myself yellow — maybe to people who have similar experiences to mine; certainly not around people who've flung slurs at me.

Even so, having different words to choose from is itself a comfort. Having yellow in my arsenal makes me feel like my identity doesn't hinge on just one thing — one phrase, one history or one experience.

After a back-and-forth with the group, something they've written stops me in my metaphorical tracks. It's from the Yellow Jackets mantra; a snapback comment that I can't help but appreciate:

"We say Yellow again because at our most powerful we are a YELLOW PERIL and those who oppress us should be afraid. We are watching you. We are making moves."

In “The Travels of Marco Polo,” the people of China are described as “white.” Records left by eighteenth century missionaries also report the skin color of Japanese and other East Asian people as clearly white. Yet in the nineteenth century, this perception quietly gave way to descriptions as “yellow.” In travel books, scientific discourse, and works of art, portrayals of East Asians began presenting them as having yellow skin. What happened in between?

In his 2011 book “Becoming Yellow: A Short History of Racial Thinking,” National Taiwan University professor Michael Keevak delves deeply into the origins and history of how and why East Asians went from being seen as “white” to being classified as “yellow.”

The first suspect implicated in applying the “yellow” label to East Asian faces is the famed Carl Linnaeus (1707-78). At first, Linnaeus used the Latin adjective “fuscus,” meaning “dark,” to describe the skin color of Asians. But in the tenth edition of his 1758-9 “Systema Naturae,” he specified it with the term “luridus,” meaning “light yellow” or “pale.”

It was Johann Friedrich Blumenbach (1752-1840) who went beyond the coloring ascribed by Linnaeus to apply the completely different label of “Mongolianness.” Regarded as a founder of comparative anatomy, the German zoologist did more than just use the Latin word “gilvus,” meaning “light yellow,” to describe East Asian skin color: he also implicated the Mongols, a name with troubling and threatening connotations for Europeans with their memories of Attila the Hun, Genghis Khan, and Timur.

While the references remained anomalous at first, travelers to East Asia gradually began describing locals there more and more as “yellow.” By the nineteenth century, Keevak argued, the “yellow race” become a key part of anthropology.

But the yellow label came associated with discrimination, exclusion, and violence. Just as no one in the world is purely white or black, neither does anyone actually have skin that is deep yellow. By “creating” a skin color and investing traits such as “Mongolian eyes,” the Mongolian birthmark, and mongolism (the old name for Down syndrome), Westerners made the perceived yellow race synonymous with abnormality. They also responded to the arrival of immigrants from Asia by sounding the alarm over the “yellow peril” - a term with a whole range of negative associations from overpopulation to heathenism, economic competition, and political and social regression. The hidden agenda of this racial color-coding becomes apparent when one considers who benefits from a hierarchy that places “yellow” and “black” beneath “white.”

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tokito-dulya20 · 1 year ago

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Hiii I love your content!! I really love your stuff! Can you please write a muichiro x kuri fanfic?? And this is what kuri looks like btw, she’s a girl-

Thank you!

Heres some of her characteristics!-

brown hair that fades to black, gold strings of hair, boyish looked cut hair,lavender haori with forest patterns, a hashira uniform that was very revealing, her belly was shown and her skirt was tight and short, blue katana, short hair, gold yellow colored eyes, soft skin, short purple socks with forest details, and some green and purple zori sandals.

And if you can draw her, here’s her palette!-

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Muichiro x Kuri (oc x canon)

In a world plagued by demons, there were two powerful hashiras named Kuri and Muichiro. Kuri was a fearless demon slayer with a boyish haircut, her brown hair fading to black with golden tips, accentuating her striking gold-yellow eyes. Muichiro, on the other hand, possessed long black hair with mint tips and captivating aquamarine blue eyes, giving him an ethereal appearance. Muichiro's delicate features often led others to mistake him for a woman, but his skills and determination as a demon slayer were unmatched. One fateful day, Kuri and Muichiro found themselves crossing paths during a mission to eliminate one normal rank demon that looked powerful. As their eyes met for the first time, an invisible spark ignited between them, heralding the beginning of a remarkable love story. They fought side by side, seamlessly synchronizing their movements and protecting each other from perilous attacks. Kuri marveled at Muichiro's grace and strength, his fighting style unlike any she had ever witnessed. She was captivated not only by his skill but by the sincerity in his eyes as well. As they banished the demon together, the adrenaline of battle gave way to a profound connection. Kuri couldn't help but admire Muichiro's unwavering determination, his gentle personality shining through his stoic facade. Muichiro, in turn, was drawn to Kuri's unwavering courage and fierce dedication to her duty as a Hashira. Days turned into weeks, and their bond deepened with every interaction. They shared training sessions, moments of vulnerability, and late-night conversations under the starry sky. Kuri found herself falling deeper for Muichiro, his presence bringing a sense of calmness to her chaotic life. Muichiro, too, discovered a love blossoming within him, a love that surpassed the boundaries of their shared demon-slaying duties.

In the midst of their blossoming love, Kuri and Muichiro faced countless trials together. They battled cunning demons and overcame unimaginable odds, knowing that their profound connection would help them conquer any obstacle. Their shared strength and unwavering support became the foundation of their love, propelling them forward in their mission to bring peace to their world. As time passed, Kuri and Muichiro became inseparable, each falling deeply in love with the other. Their love was forged in the fires of battle, nurtured by compassion and understanding. Together, they discovered that love could thrive even amidst chaos, uniting their hearts and empowering their respective roles as demon slayers. In the end, it was their love that allowed Kuri and Muichiro to become even stronger. They fought side by side, their bond fueling the flames of their determination. With each strike, they knew they were protecting not only their world but the love they had found in each other. And so, Kuri and Muichiro, two demon slayers harboring a love ignited at first sight, became legendary. Their story served as a beacon of hope for others, a reminder that love and courage could conquer even the darkest of forces. And as they fought alongside one another, their love illuminated the path to a brighter future, where demons were vanquished and love reigned supreme.

THANK YOU @muichiroslovermwah FOR THE IDEA AND THE DRAWING REQUEST!! ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺✧

tbh this is the first time i made an oc x canon story. i hope you like the drawing of kuri i made. i tried my best to make it accurate based on the description and color palette you gave me.

#demon slayer #kny oc #muichiro #draws #kny muichiro #oc x canon #muchiro tokito

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pharoahkingkiller · 1 year ago

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Im only addressing this because you are a relatively young queer and i hope you walk away from this with clarity or at least a few google points to research.

I am black?? I am a Educator but also from one black queer person to another it's mad embarrassing for you to be loud and wrong about something thats YOUR history . I used 'pocs' because there have been movements like (yellow peril supports black power) that have popularized the statement 'ACAB includes' in history for support of the Black Panthers (my great grandfather being one) and later on through the BLM protests. What started as AAVE is and has always been a point that the most marginalized (people of color) have used to unpack white supremacy.

But cool have fun doing the white man's work of wishing death on your queer elders 🥰

"acab includes fandom police" "acab includes bossy people" "acab includes-" no it doesnt. no it fucking doesnt. there is a way for you to express your disapproval of a group without equating it to the government sponsored institution that loves to torture and kill black people

#you're not black either idiot so don't go acting like you're an authority just because you're not white #is such a wild thing to say like my pfp is literally me?#but you're 20 years old and wishing death on older queers for calling out white people?#im genuinely more sad than angry cos like what?

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theweirdspacejellyfish · 1 month ago

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book recs

all it took was one look by T.lanay

summary: aiden is your average seventeen-year-old senior with crazy best friends and a supportive family... unless you count the fact that hes got a big secret to tell. aiden is what most people would call a "closet gay", something he believes he cant let his school know and the secrets dont stop there. aiden goes through high school the best way he knowns how - being invisible. but his perfect survival plan comes to a screeching halt when his cousin, the big bad bully himself, gets dropped off at his home to stay for a few months. in a drop of a hat, aiden finds himself falling straight down the rabbit hole he once managed to escape from and the only person that can help is liam moore, the star quarterback, the most popular and definitely the straightest guy in school. there is on way! but what aiden doesnt know is that liam has his own share of secrets. hes trying his best to fight it, but his eyes that glow bright yellow in the most incoveniet of times betray him. the full moon is fast approaching, and the pull gets stronger and stronger. how long will liam and aiden last? is the big bad soon to be alpha wolf corrupting poor innocent little sheep? will aiden finally learn to stand up for himself?

in the forests of the night by amelia atwater-rhodes

summary: by the day, risika sleeps in a shaded room in concord, Massachusetts. by night, she hunts the streets of new york city. she is used to being alone. but someone is following risika. he has left her a black rose, the same sort of rose that sealed her fate three hundred years ago. three hundred years ago risika had a family- a brother and a father who loved her. three hundred years ago she was human. now she is a vampire, a powerful one. and her past has come back to torment her

first creation by mars adler

summary: in an alternate biblical history, the war between angels and demons in unending and brutal. amitel, an angel of god, and stolas, a fallen angel turned spy should enemies. however. after they uncover a shocking secret that drives them to desert, they go on the run together in modern-day america. both are injured and its only by chance that they stumble upon a long abandoned church. ensconced in the alluring, stifling church with a forgotten cemetery and too many peach trees, they finally have time to heal. they also have time to think and plan, which is as much a blessing as it is a curse. amitiel must come to terms with his strange hunger and forbidden desires, while stolas plans their next move. they both grapple with knowledge of where their food rations came from, and that something is very wrong in the heart of heaven itself. god has vanished, and if he isnt giving the orders, who is condoning the atrocities the angels commit in the name of winning?

pitch black by frank lauria

summary: a rogue comet spears an earth-bound commercial spacecraft, forcing it to plummet to the surface of an unknown planet. with the captain dead, a brave pilot performs a perilous crash landing. other than three suns- which create perpetual light- and a slight oxygen deficiency, a search party discovers that the planet isnt much different from earth... until they stumble across a ghostly settlement littered with the human remains of geologists who mysteriously perished exactly sixty years ago. and the most horrific discovery of all: below the surface of the soil. where darkness reigns, live hungry predators with a deadly appetite. once every sixty years a solar eclipse darkens the skies and allows the blood-hungry creatures to escape from their underground tomb. with only hours before total blackout, everyone must unite in a race to raise the geologists' abandoned ship before becoming a long awaited meal

demon in my view by amelia atwater- rhodes

summary: jessica isnt your average teenager. though nobody at high school knows it, shes a published author. jessica often wishes she felt as comfortable with her classmates as she does among the vampires and witches of her fiction. but two new students have just arrived at ramsa high, and both want jessicas attention. she has no patience with overly friendly caryn, but shes instantly drawn to handsome alex, a self-assured, mysterious boy wo seems surprisingly familiar. if jessica didnt know better, she'd think aubrey, the alluring villain from her novel, had just sprung to life. thats impossible, but course; aubrey is a figment of her imagination. or is he?

chronicles of riddick by alan dean foster

summary: riddick has spent the last five years on the move among the forgotten worlds on the outskirts of the galaxy, eluding mercenaries bent on collecting the price on his head. now, the fugitive finds himself on planet helion, home to a progressive multicultural society that has been invaded by the lord marshal, a despot who targets humans for subjugation with his army of warriors known as necromongers. in the ensuing chaos, riddick is captured by toombs, a tenacious mercenary, and taken to a subterranean prison on planet crematoria where extremes of temperature range from arctic nights to volcanic days. here riddick encounters kyra, a survivor from an earlier chapter in his life. his efforts to free himself and kyra lead him to the necromonger command ship, where he is pitted against the lord marshal in an apocalyptic battle with possibly the fate of all beings - both living and dead - hanging in the balance

#book recommendations

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