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Transmigré dans un autre monde : Général, je ne suis pas votre clair de lune blanc
Une scientifique, Duan Yixin, a été transmigrée dans un autre monde. Elle avait pris possession du corps d'une fille de seize ans, mais n'avait hérité d'aucun de ses souvenirs. Avec un mariage rompu et sans argent en main, elle ne souhaite que gagner de l'argent paisiblement. C'est dommage que le destin joue toujours des tours aux gens. Quand elle pensait pouvoir enfin vivre paisiblement, elle découvrit que ce monde n'était pas aussi simple qu'elle le pensait. L'homme qu'elle avait sauvé était le général impitoyable et notoire, et la femme qui lui avait volé son ex-fiancé était la protagoniste féminine de ce monde. Elle leva les yeux au ciel et demanda, "Dieu, vous plaisantez ?" Quelques années plus tard, lors de leur nuit de noces, elle le regarda fixement et dit sérieusement, "Général, je ne suis pas votre clair de lune blanc." L'homme baissa la tête et murmura à son oreille, "Mhm, tu n'es pas mon clair de lune blanc, tu es ma vie." -
Der Maskenprinz
"Es war ein Spiel des Überlebens". Im großen Reich von Alfaros herrschte Chaos. Prinz Regan war nach vier Jahren vom Schlachtfeld zurückgekehrt. Vor Jahren war er der schönste Prinz des Reiches gewesen. Ironischerweise war derselbe Prinz heute als "Der maskierte Prinz" bekannt. Es heißt, dass er eine riesige Narbe in seinem Gesicht hatte, einem Gesicht, das einst sehr schön war. Die Narbe war so entsetzlich, dass der Kaiser Angst bekam, als er sie sah, und ihn auf das Schlachtfeld schickte. Aber der Krieg war vorbei. Und er sollte zurückkehren. . . . Als er in die grünen Augen blickte, die beim Anblick seines vernarbten Gesichts nicht einmal zuckten, war Regan einen Moment lang überrascht. Zugleich blitzte etwas in seinen kalten Augen auf, als er sah, wie ruhig sie aussah. "Wie ist dein Name?" "Evelyn, Eure Hoheit." "Evelyn..." Regan schmeckte den Namen auf seinen Lippen. Seine roten Augen sahen in ihr Gesicht, das völlig leer war, und er sagte "Evelyn, du wirst von heute an meine persönliche Sklavin sein." Evelyn sah ruhig aus. Doch als die Zeit verging, merkte Evelyn, dass Regan mehr wollte. Viel mehr, als sie ihm geben konnte. Sie versuchte, ihn aufzuhalten. Aber was sollte sie tun, wenn der Prinz sein Herz mit Gewalt in ihre Hände legte und darauf bestand, ihres zu nehmen? Wird Evelyn sich dann entscheiden, wegzugehen oder weiterzuziehen? Vor allem in einer Zeit, in der die Schrecken ihrer Vergangenheit ihr Herz überschatten. __________ Diese Geschichte ist Teil des Gewinnspiels, wenn ihr also Spaß am Lesen habt, unterstützt bitte die Autorin. Im Gegenzug versichere ich Ihnen, dass die Handlung Sie nicht enttäuschen wird, denn sie ist voller Wendungen und Verwicklungen. Das Cover ist von mir. Erstellt von: Lay Lee -
The Dark Lord's Maiden
4.84
|STATUS: COMPLETED| Once upon a time... Rumour has it that a certain king became so desperate that he blindly made a dangerous pact with a seductive demon goddess who ruled the realm of 'Yonder'. She bore him a son who would, in time, fulfil the 'Dark Prophecy'. But... What if falling in love with a maiden of pure heart and clear conscience could free him from the overwhelming darkness buried deep within? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> 'My god! What happened just now?' she asked herself while pressing her fabric rigidly against her breast cage. She retreated two steps away from him as she reminisced about the event of barely a few seconds earlier. 'It—he almost had me? The devil himself? I—I would have easily given myself to him?' Observing her confusion, Briceus gave off a curt smirk before standing up. "I wouldn't have guessed that you'll be a woman of low esteem and easy to use, Elizabeth. Perhaps I was wrong in thinking you were different" "Your Majesty, I —" "I'll have you know that I have no interest in your lowly unattractive body, Elizabeth so you don't have to attempt to hide so much and appear so startled" 'Lowly body? He said this to me?' ". . . If those are the foolish thoughts flying around your tiny skull, you would be damned to imagine such because I have met far more beautiful maidens but you are most certainly the one who has impressed me the least in character" Elizabeth felt spited even though she hated herself for weakly yielding to his charms just now. "If I were so lowly to the king and if I am everything you've described me to be so far, then I will advise that His Majesty should quickly demand a refund from my family and hand me back to them!" Briceus was unmoved by her bold utterances. All the while she had spoken, he had his eyes glued to her lush pale strawberry lips which for some reason had begun to lure him in. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> BOOK STATUS VOLUME 1 (SOLD OUT) - COMPLETED VOLUME 2 (BRICEUS AND ELIZABETH) - COMPLETED VOLUME 3 (BOOK OF SIDE STORIES) - COMPLETED VOLUME 4 (THE PRINCESS AND HER BEAST)- COMPLETED [This book will have several volumes. Earlier chapters will be re-edited with time.] ADD UP THE SEQUEL: THE MERCHANT'S BRIDE Cover photo belongs to me! Do not steal! IG handle: nancyjimofficial fαcєвσσk @ Nαncєє Jímí -
Love Game - The Quest To The Prince's Heart
4.66
***EDITING*** What is worse than finding yourself inside the game you have been playing online? Being a side character who is killed in the first levels of the game. Gene, or Siv as her character is called, has to find a way to survive in a game where only the smart and powerful remains. Especially when she is engaged to the cold Prince Brandt. -
The Princess's Secret Bodyguard
4.13
"This princess's new bodyguard is the ultimate tsundere. What to do?!" Didn't he say I am annoying? Why is he looking at me with heart eyes? He said he will never be into me... What's with the fleeting touches then? Wait, what?! Did he just ask for a kiss with that professional face on? Alas, was my one-sided attraction wasn't that one sided after all? ... As the princess of Monteluna, all Amara wants is to live an idle life. She even negotiates her chance to study abroad, away from the royal family. But two years in, life throws a curveball when the King declares: "From now on, you will have a new personal bodyguard!" Rafael Varder. A brooding, mysterious man with piercing green eyes. From their first encounter, he saves her. By the second, they talk and he vanishes after making her heart flutter. The third time they meet, there’s a twist: Rafael isn’t just some handsome stranger she could crush on at will—he’s her new personal bodyguard aka her shackle. Feeling blindsided, Amara decides to take control by laying down the ground rules: no unnecessary meddling, no constant hovering, and definitely no controlling her life. But Rafael? He breaks every single one of her rules while shoving his unbearably gorgeous face in her sight 24X7. The lines get blurred as the princess and her bodyguard entangle in a game of love, hate & desires. But when Amara realizes that Rafael comes with secrets that will destroy any possibility of them, would she still give in to the temptation? Will Rafael be able to protect her—not just from danger, but from the demons of his own identity? -
The Prince's Mischievous Bride
4.91
Crown Prince Aiden Jonas William Agilofings "AJ”, is not interested in love or marriage. A confirmed bachelor, AJ will not fall in love. Not even for inheriting the throne to his beloved Leland. But his grandfather is as stubborn as him, so a marriage will be on the cards. A contracted one. And when a perfect candidate falls into his lap, quite literally… what is he to do? Amelia Brighton was born a princess but a twist of fate now relegated her to the role of a commoner instead of ruling her nation-Valleys. But destiny cannot be changed. Amelia Brighton is now ready to ascend a different throne. As the beloved bride of Crown Prince AJ, much to the consternation of her own birth family and the ministers of Leland, she will rule by his side. A fairy-tale come true, the nation revels in their love story. But enemies lurk in the shadow, ready to expose everything that AJ and Amy hide. So, as they fight the unknown enemies, will they fall in love or end up hating each other? Excerpt: AJ looked into the green eyes of the woman, no, the young girl who had come out of nowhere and was now sitting on his thighs like they were her personal couch. She was stunning. He was no stranger to beautiful women but this girl was too beautiful. The only make-up he could see was on her full lips were covered with a bit of gloss. Her dark hair framed her face while her shoulders were left bare enticingly. To him, she seemed like an innocent little fairy who had wandered into the mortal realm albeit a bit drunk. And there was a certain familiarity to her looks that he could not place. Without much thought, he simply placed a hand on her small waist to support her as she swayed a little. Her warm breath blew over his shoulder while her voice enthralled him, as she whispered near his ear, "Take me from here, please." "Umm, excuse me, miss...It is not good to just come and sit on someone..." “Why not? This is so very comfortable." Saying this she leaned closer to AJ. Unexpectedly AJ stood up, holding the beauty in his arms and spoke," We need to leave now..." The woman smiled up at AJ as if she had met her prince charming or even her knight in shining armour, but the onlookers knew that she had thrown herself at a wolf... The poor drunk lamb was going to die soon. Cover does not belong to me. Credit to the rightful owner -
The Dragon King's Heart
4.94
Having just survived an assassination attempt, attending a Masquerade Ball is the least of Princess Laina's worries! A night of light-hearted fun soon turns into a nightmare when the shameless Dragon King Dante kidnaps her. When she tries to leave, he refuses to let her go! Why would a King kidnap a princess he just met? As Laina gets to know Dante better, she finds herself with more unanswered questions than before. For example: 1) How does he know her favorite color? 2) How did she know the name of the dog in his castle? 3) Why did he call her 'sundrop'? Join Laina as she tries to make sense of her royal life as it spins out of control with the entrance of the shameless King Dante! Will they find happiness? Excerpt from the novel “Dante… My King, we can’t just kidnap a princess!” Marius exclaimed quietly. “Who said this is a kidnapping,” Dante hissed as he folded his arms, “I am simply bringing her back to Dracona.” “Against her will, it is kidnapping,” Marius tried to reason. “It’s not against her will. She’s just asleep.” I do not own the rights to the cover image! Hi reader! This is author ValestriaMoon here! This is my WSA 2021 entry and I am so happy to finally be able to share it with you! If you would be so kind as to add this novel into your library, share it with your friends, and vote your power stones on it; I will be eternally grateful. Special thanks to my editor for editing the book cover for me~ Feel free to check out my two other works: - Completed - Ongoing A huge thank you to @mayofenna and @fishitier for tag teaming and bringing this awesome awesome cover to life! -
Renascer como Companheira do Alfa Amaldiçoado
O que acontece quando uma deusa se apaixona por um shifter? Asara, a deusa do amor, foi punida por seu pai, o deus do trovão. Seu crime foi se apaixonar por um mortal Alfa shifter. Para pagar por seus pecados, ela renasceu como Cassandra LeBlanc; uma mortal Princesa no mágico Reino de Speldaria. Sua família e seu reino, exceto sua irmã do meio, rejeitaram-na pois ela nasceu sem nenhuma habilidade mágica e não tinha recordações de sua verdadeira identidade. Seu prometido, o poderoso comandante mago de Speldaria, estava indiferente a ela. Ele desejava alguém forte. A vida de Cassandra foi revirada quando ela recebeu um escravo guerreiro pelo poderoso Alfa de Dusartine. Ela foi convidada a participar do Evento Anual da Arena colaborando com o guerreiro. Cassandra, que odiava 'A Arena' com todo o seu ser. Um lugar onde o sangue fluía como vinho e a vida era mais barata que o próprio ar que respiravam, não entendia seu propósito ali. Além disso, o misterioso guerreiro a afetava de maneiras inimagináveis. Seu olhar hipnótico a desestabilizava. Sua essência rara a sobrecarregava. Seu corpo musculoso e bronzeado a consumia com pensamentos pecaminosos. Até mesmo os sonhos de sua vida passada a atormentavam. Quando 'A Arena' começou, as agendas ocultas e verdades subjacentes vieram à tona e Cassandra foi jogada em um destino traçado. Sem escolha, ela teve que ceder e escolher um caminho. A questão seria. Como Cassandra vai lidar quando descobrir sobre a maldição sobre ela? Será que ela será capaz de obter suas habilidades mágicas e enfrentar seu pai? Quem irá ajudá-la em sua jornada? ~Trecho~ Então ela o sentiu, todo ele. Toda a sua aspereza. A força de seu braço. A maciez de seus lábios. O aperto de sua mão. O calor de sua respiração. Cada músculo de seu corpo ficou tenso diante da implicação de dormir nos braços de um homem. Ela nunca havia dormido no abraço de um homem antes. Sua pele inteira formigava como pequenas faíscas dançando nas partes que se conectavam com ele. As fendas de seu cérebro tinham essas memórias que não eram dela. Esse toque de alguma forma não parecia estranho para ela. Ela se sentiu segura em seu abraço calmante e não desejava afastá-lo, mas sabia que isso estava longe de ser apropriado. Cassandra tentou se livrar de seu aperto, seus braços pareciam ser feitos de ferro pois não cediam. A leve vestimenta que ela havia vestido levantou-se de sua coxa leitosa expondo-a enquanto a musculosa e bronzeada dele estava drapeada sobre ela. E agora ela podia sentir algo a cutucando nas costas. Seus olhos de repente se arregalaram com a realização e Cassandra entrou em pânico total. “Solte-me!” Ela disse, pesadamente. Siroos lentamente levantou sua perna e afrouxou seu aperto em sua cintura para que ela pudesse se afastar. Ele havia despertado quando ela endureceu pela primeira vez, mas quis ver o que ela tentaria. Com os olhos arregalados, ela roubou um olhar em direção ao homem que a mantinha envolvida em seu abraço como um tesouro precioso, o tesouro dele. Seus olhos de ouro fundido haviam se aberto e havia essa suavidade e desejo com os quais ele a encarava. Aqueles cachos castanhos macios caíam sobre seus olhos enquanto ele esquecia de piscar, observando a beleza atemporal que ela era. O perfume único dela era uma tortura para os seus sentidos. Como ele desejava agarrar seu tornozelo delicado, puxá-la por ele e tê-la espalhada sob ele. Beijar a própria pele que exalava tal aroma que estava enlouquecendo-o. No lugar disso, ele dobrou o braço e o colocou sob sua bochecha, usando-o como travesseiro para observá-la com olhos cheios de desejo. O silêncio constrangedor entre eles se prolongou enquanto Cassandra limpava a garganta. “Você tinha que subir em mim para dormir?” “Não foi intencional, mas foi certamente tentador e definitivamente não será a última vez.” Sua voz profundamente hipnótica era ainda mais atraente nesta manhã cedo, ressoando ao redor dela. A capa do livro é minha. -
The Princess's Bodyguard
4.94
She is the Crown Princess. He is her bodyguard. Falling in love was forbidden, but will they risk everything and pursue their romance? --------------------------- Lena is the Crown Princess of the Ephemere Kingdom. Confined inside the palace walls for most of her life, the person she would often turn to is her personal protector and dedicated bodyguard, Luca. During her childhood years, she treated him as her best friend. Her ally. A protective, older brother who never fails to save her when she needed saving. But as Lena grew up and blossomed into adulthood, she began developing an attraction for her bodyguard. Gradually, she started noticing him as a man. Luca secretly loved her too, but knowing his position, he refused to entertain any romantic notions with her. Falling in love with the princess is forbidden. It was her destiny to take the throne when the time is right, and that means, being betrothed to another royalty worthy of her status. But what if they couldn’t suppress their feelings any longer? What if something happens that would throw them both in a situation where they could pretend that ranks and royalty didn’t exist? Would they pursue their romance? Or would Lena end up upholding her royal duties in the end? --- * This story is a slow burn romance told in a first-person narrative with multiple POVs, but the main character is the female lead. ** Cover art is made by me :) I'll try to refine it in the future if I find the time. -
Unwanted Prince: Love Is An Enchanted Seduction
4.11
In the kingdom of Moon Aires, Kassandra Escalante. A bold and spirited lady general, shocks the court by asking the hand of the 7th prince Kalix Noah El Greco, known for being unlucky and cold-hearted. “As a reward, I will grant you a wish, General Escalante. Tell me, what is it?” “I want to be a wife, your majesty. I want the 7th prince to be my husband.” Despite their contradicting personality, Kassandra with her power of luckiness and optimism, dreams a peaceful life as Kalix’s wife. They find themselves drawn into a passionate enchantment fueled by their desires. Will their chemistry lead to the ultimate collision of luck and jinx? Or maybe… fate will have a different plan to two people who had promised not to fall with each other. Is there a happy ending when secrets were lurking around? -
The Cursed King
4.94
He has been waiting for fifteen centuries to meet his wife again. (COMPLETED) Meet Loriel Ashborn, former king of Summeria, 15-century old immortal, a doting husband, certified simp, a wife's slave. In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a powerful king, Loriel Ashborn. One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did. Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again. To make her remember their life together, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body." *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for. You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her. I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS. This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage. Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'. -
Kiss The Dark
Sold into marriage to a reclusive man. Megan is dragged to a clandestine midnight ceremony and delivered to Gabriel North. Megan must spend 30 days married to Mr. North before she may finally be free forever. The only problem is that he marries every year only to annul the marriage and his brides are never heard from again. No one knows anything about him except that he is extraordinarily wealthy, and he has an estate high on the mountain above the city that no one is brave enough to visit. Before this Megan Steele had the perfect life. She was a wealthy heiress from a prominent family. Her days were filled with family, travel, parties, and society. Expected to marry at eighteen but unable to bear the thought of leaving her perfect life she turned down one offer of marriage after another. Four years and four suitors rejected, Megan has been proposed to for a fifth time. The suitor is the son of her father's investment partner. Megan made a fatal error with this refusal and placed her desire for freedom above her father's company. She finds herself sold into a forced marriage to Mr. Gabriel North to recoup her father's investment funds. More than that though, Megan swears there is something dark about Mr. North, something dangerous, something otherworldly. Where is the staff that keeps caring for them? How does his house keep changing? Why did his friend call him sire? -
Robado por el Rey Rebelde
"Como una princesa que no podía manejar la magia, el único valor de la Princesa Dafne para su reino era su matrimonio concertado. La tarea era simple, pero cuando Dafne es secuestrada y llevada a las frías montañas de Vramid, se da cuenta de que la situación la supera. Había oído hablar antes de estas montañas malditas: terreno rocoso, temperaturas heladas, y la tierra estaba gobernada por un hombre temido por muchos en el continente. El Rey Ático Heinvres, el cruel gobernante del Norte. Aunque nunca lo había conocido antes, se contaban historias de la implacabilidad del Rey Ático. Algunos decían que era un monstruo, otros afirmaban que era el propio diablo, pero, sea cual fuera la historia, todo el mundo sabía del hombre que tenía poderes más allá de la imaginación de cualquiera. Podría derribar ejércitos y destruir naciones con solo un movimiento de mano, ayudado por lo que otros rumoreaban que era un anillo de obsidiana maldito. Nadie fuera de Vramid había conocido nunca al temible rey. No, hasta Dafne. Sin embargo, al encontrarse con el formidable hombre, Dafne descubrió que el rey quizás no era realmente el monstruo que los demás habían afirmado que era. De hecho, lo que estaba oculto bajo ese escudo de obsidiana podría ser simplemente un diamante en bruto. [Extracto] —Ahora… ¿dónde debería ponerlos a ambos? —preguntó casualmente—, sin esperar una respuesta. —Es lamentable que solo tenga un candelabro. —¿Debajo de mi cama? No, no, demasiado sucio. Mis conejitos de polvo no se merecen esto. —se dijo Ático a sí mismo—. ¿La repisa de la chimenea? ¿Qué tal el tocador? Supongo que si les corto una de sus cabezas podría colocarla encima… Esposa, ¿qué cabeza quieres mirar mientras te peinas? —¡Ático! —gritó Dafne—. ¡No quiero cabezas! Déjalos ir. —Está bien. —Ático encogió los hombros y movió sus dedos. Se oyeron dos crujidos idénticos cuando ambos cuellos se rompieron de golpe. Dafne soltó un grito, horrorizada. Este hombre, su esposo, acababa de matar a dos hombres con un movimiento de sus dedos, como si estuviera apagando velas. —¡Te dije que los soltaras! —gritó Dafne. —Sí, los dejé ir —dijo Ático—. —Luego, sus ojos se oscurecieron—. Para recibir el juicio divino de los cielos. Servidor de Discord: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU" -
Undressed by the Half-beast King
#completed!!! In her second life, I want Sophia to choose the path she desires and live well and happily," Ragnar said to Adeline, who immediately burst into tears. "Then... what about you, Your Highness?" Adeline asked. Ragnar only smiled. “This is enough for me.” Among the many forms of love, Adeline had to witness the most genuine and sacrificial kind. That was, letting go. ~~~ What if, in truth, I was the cause of her suffering? What if my actions were the source of her pain? Perhaps it was time for me to let her go. There was nothing to be done. I must bear this burden alone. — Ragnar Clementine ~~~ And what if I choose these burdens? What if I choose you, every time, no matter how many lives I have? — Sophia ~~~ #war #kingdombuilding #secondchancelove #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #diplomacy #heartwarming This is the Sequel of: - Undressed by The Half-beast Prince (completed at Chapter 224). Check on my profile. - can be read as stand alone story. disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned -
La Tentación del Alfa
``` —¿Qué precio estás dispuesto a pagar por la libertad? La sin lobo y huérfana Tania estaba atrapada en la vida de una esclava. Parte de su espíritu estaba cautivo por su amo para ejercer control sobre ella. Para obtener su libertad, hizo un trato para espiar al Rey Eltanin, el Alfa más despiadado y poderoso de Araniea. El Rey Eltanin, de ojos tormentosos y libertino, era dominante, arrogante y mandón como el infierno. Compitiendo contra el tiempo para salvar a su lobo y reino del rey demonio, Alfa Felis, cruza caminos con Tania. Ella es una espía y la personificación de la tentación. Y ahora Eltanin debe elegir entre el destino de su reino y su compañera. —¿Elegirá Tania su libertad y rechazará a su compañero? ¿O renunciará a la única cosa que siempre quiso? Definición de "libertino" en el diccionario: depravado. Sinónimos de libertino: librepensador, pródigo, disoluto, inmoral, lascivo. Mis otras novelas son: Confesiones Feroces: Adrianna y el Alfa (Completado). El Príncipe Alfa de la Media Luna de Plata (nominación WSA 2021). Ileus-El Príncipe Oscuro (Premio de plata WSA 2022). Hambre Oscura (5.º Premio en el concurso de hombres lobo). La portada me pertenece. Está encargada. Artista de la portada: Micehellwd. Editor: Astromnia. ``` -
LEGEND OF THE GOLDEN TIGRESS
4.87
***Completed*** Táng JiaXing, a girl who had spent most of her life wildly in her village in a remote corner of the Wind Kingdom, suddenly had to leave to the Capital city and she gets involved in the power struggles of the Imperial Palace. A local hero to the Prime Minister's daughter? Everything she did till now casually is connected to the Empire? Why? Turns out she was the 'Chosen One' by the Gods for some purpose even she was unaware of. And wait... the Demon Realm is interested in her too? What will happen to her love with the exiled Prince? He is not a Prince now but a big underworld businessman? How much does he know about her 'supposed' fate? Divine Ruler? Supporting the Emperor? Really don't care! All I want is to spend the rest of my life with my Prince.... But will she be allowed to choose her own fate? Will Love conquer all? Lu Chenglie, the genius Third Prince of the Kingdom... He was sent away from the place by the plots of the Empress... When he was about to be engulfed in the darkness of his heart, he saw her... The Moon of his Life.... "Don't die", she shouted and he wanted life, a good long life with her... She loved him even though she knew of the darkness in him, something even he could not do... When he learned tidbits about her 'fate' he decided to fight for her... Not opposing her fate but by aiding her to achieve her goals quickly so that he can get her for himself... He made himself strong and wealthy so that he has the power to defend her if need arises... But could he protect her from her fate...? This story is about the love between two people who are not supposed to be together by fate and how they succeed with their love in the end. Give a chance to this book if you like a supportive ML and an OP FL... -
Transmigrating to Showbiz System
DING! [Showbiz system activated] [You are no longer Gian Everest. You are now Lux Osiris. Go through the missions of the system, and you will get a reward to help your family's economy. Are you willing?] Gian is given a difficult decision when he believes he is dead, but comes back to life in another man's body. Gian's life is filled with deceit, making him want to change his fate with his talent. However, his talent is only used by those who seek profit without thinking about his fate. Until a system emerges after he transmigrates into the body of a handsome purple-haired man from the nobility. Does Gian accept his new life by living the Showbiz system for the sake of his family's welfare? What was the grudge that made Lux Osiris commit suicide and made Gian replace his life? -
Earning the Love of a Princess
4.81
Two girls become two princesses. Camilla and Violet. One fair, one dark. One wealthy, one poor. They both marry handsome princes from the powerful House of Devon. So how do their stories weave together and how did their lives take such very different paths? A compelling medieval tale of forbidden love and untamed emotions. Volume One revolves around an arrogant young prince and the terrified princess he holds captive, both burdened with a deep-seated animosity towards each other. As the plot unfolds, their shared history and the tragic fate of their families create a palpable tension between them. The author masterfully weaves a narrative of passion, fear and vulnerability, forcing the protagonists to confront their true feelings for each other. A tale of two lovers who must stop pretending they can live without each other. Volume Two is the story of fierce sibling rivalry. Of how jealousy and insecurity can drive people to do things they never imagined when power is at stake. Can anyone find joy in the House of Devon? -
Der Verlobte des Teufels
Eine Liebe, die von Anfang an zum Scheitern verurteilt war, eine verlorene Sache, ein verlorener Kampf - und doch sind beide Herzen nicht bereit, bis zum Ende loszulassen. ----- Arlan Cromwell, der Inbegriff des perfekten Kronprinzen. Alles was er will, ist ein normales Menschenleben zu führen, aber das Leben eines Drachen ist alles andere als normal. Er hat nur ein Ziel - seine entlaufene Verlobte zu finden und sie zu enthaupten. Was passiert, wenn er herausfindet, dass die Frau, die sein Herz erobert hat, diejenige ist, die er zu töten geschworen hat? Oriana, eine Schwarze Hexe, die sich als Mann verkleidet hat, war ihr ganzes Leben lang auf der Flucht, ohne zu wissen, wovor sie wegläuft. Als die Geheimnisse ihrer Vergangenheit sie langsam einholen, hat sie niemanden, an den sie sich wenden kann ... außer Arlan. Doch als sie erfährt, dass der Mann, dem sie ihr Herz geschenkt hat, derselbe ist, der sie töten will, wie kann sie da die grausame Karte akzeptieren, die ihr das Leben zugedacht hat? Zwei Menschen mit Geheimnissen, die es zu bewahren gilt, Identitäten, die es zu verbergen gilt, und Antworten, die es zu finden gilt. Wird der Drache in der Lage sein, seine Gefährtin zu beschützen, wenn die Dunkelheit droht, Oriana zu entführen? ----- Auszug- "Hätte ich gewusst, dass du meine Verlobte bist, hätte ich dich gleich bei unserer ersten Begegnung getötet." Arlans Blick verfinsterte sich hasserfüllt. "Hätte ich gewusst, dass ich mit dir verlobt bin, hätte ich mich umgebracht, bevor du mich umgebracht hast!" Oriana spiegelte die gleichen Gefühle wie er. Er zog einen Dolch heraus und bot ihn ihr an. "Es ist noch nicht zu spät. Schneide dir damit einfach die Kehle durch und du wirst schmerzlos verbluten." Sie nahm das Messer an, ihre Finger umklammerten den Griff fest. Im nächsten Moment wurde er gegen die Wand gepresst und das Messer befand sich auf der rechten Seite seines Halses. "Wie wäre es, wenn ich es zuerst an dir ausprobiere, mein Verlobter?" "Du kannst es gerne versuchen. Aber wenn du versagst, wird dieses Messer erst das Blut deines Großvaters kosten und dann deins." Zorn stieg in ihren Augen auf, und im nächsten Moment floss Blut durch die rechte Seite seines Halses. Sie hatte tief genug geschnitten, um ein wichtiges Blutgefäß zu verletzen. "Du hättest mich nicht herausfordern sollen", höhnte sie und trat zurück, um zu warten, bis er zusammenbrach. Er schmunzelte nur und strich mit dem Finger über die tiefe Wunde an seinem Hals. "Sieht aus, als hättest du versagt." Sie sah zu, wie die Wunde an seinem Hals von selbst verheilte, und war bis auf die Knochen erschüttert. "Du... was bist du?" "Raten?" -----
