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Princess Daphne wanted to become a widow. Or she would die trying. On the marriage proposal drafted on human flesh and written with fresh blood, the Northern King had made himself quite clear: the princess would marry, not as a queen but the lowest of concubines, not in a carriage but within a sealed coffin, not to be celebrated but to be paraded around as a war prize. If those terms were violated, he would personally prepare a grave for each and every one of her citizens. Some said the Northern King had slaughtered his entire family and signed a contract with hell itself. All Daphne wanted to do was to send him back there to pay for his crimes. The night of their wedding, she plunged her silver dagger squarely into his chest, waiting for the final heartbeat that never sounded. Only then did she realize, perhaps too late, that the heart of the Northern King never beat in the first place. —— She walked with resolution towards the man waiting in the shadows. Her steps were steady, and step by step, her fingers reached for her dress buttons, undoing them. "Your Highness, no!" Despite her nanny's shrill shrieks, she only continued, untying each of the knots that bound her chest. For a split second, or perhaps it was her imagination, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "What are you doing?" His voice was slightly hoarse as he stared at her white swanlike neck. His vision traveled downward, but he only jerked his face away. "There will not be war." Her skin tingled from the cold, and she could no longer tell if it was from just the frill night temperature or the proximity to him. "Do you hear me? There will not be a war." He closed the gap between the two of them, reaching out for her face. Instinctively, she stepped backward, anticipating his foul touch. But biting the inner sides of her cheek, she reminded herself that she had already decided to give up her honor. This is for the kingdom, she thought as she took a deep breath. A slender finger quickly swept a tear away from her cheek, a tear she didn't even know was there. And then he turned away, his back towards her. "I want a princess, not some cheap girl willing to give herself away so easily." He put his hand to his forehead in disappointment. "That takes away from the fun of it all." Her lips trembled, and her body shivered. "There will not be a war." "If Your Highness agrees to my terms, then indeed, there will not be a war." He tossed his fur cloak towards her. "Hurry and get dressed. Because if you keep me waiting, I might just change my mind. According to you, I am a barbarian after all, and who knows what savages might do?" —— Update Schedule: One chapter/day But if you want to incentivize me writing :3 20 Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter 50 Golden Tickets = 3 extra chapters 100 Golden Tickets = 5 extra chapters Top 200 Power Stone Ranking = 1 extra chapter Top 100 Power Stone Ranking = 2 extra chapters Top 50 Power Stone Ranking = 3 extra chapters Top 10 Power Stone Ranking = 5 extra chapters Top 3 (Lol this won't happen so won't worry about that for now) Massage Chair = 1 extra chapter Luxury Car = 2 extra chapters Dragon = 3 extra chapters (The other ones won't happen so also won't worry about that for now) Super sorry if this seems super demanding or greedy ;-; I just never realized how much motivation I needed to keep going until I started writing. —— Cover Art: Cover designed by the amazing Turtleboiii! Please also support her submission to the WSA!!! All original image credits to the original artist. I couldn’t find a way to contact the artist, so if there are issues with copyright, please message me as soon as possible (Instagram @tangerqueen_author)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“You must bear a child, Celia. what good is a woman who isn’t a mother? What good is an empty womb?” “Especially when it’s a foreign womb, like yours…” It’s not an easy life when you’re watched month after month, when all the blame is placed at your feet for your young husband having no heir. Celia Devon Tralhamir, Crown Princess of Havietten, waits every month with hope mingled with fear. A child will secure her future. But it will also bind her for life to a husband she neither loves or respects, who refuses to see her abilities. Is that what she wants? Is she content to prioritise security over happiness, and be a wordless decorative vessel all her life? Or is she brave enough to try to forge her own path and seize fulfilment on her own terms? Even in a society that cannot recognise individual brilliance in a mere woman. A sequel to the WEBNOVEL book “Earning the Love of a Princess”, this novel follows another woman born into the Royal House of Devon, trying to fight the confines that threaten to stifle her happiness.
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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'.4.7
[Warning… Mature content.] Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday. Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated. But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North. What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father? Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage? *** Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire. Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil. His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday. What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time? He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love. What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom? ***Excerpt*** The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber. Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer. Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows. "Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice. Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway. The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy. "Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him. "Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock. "I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react. "Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it. He came forward after opening all the laces from behind. And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor. "Nooo" The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air. "Interesting." He smiled like a devil. ### Hello, guys. Please support the book and add it to the library. # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD. The picture doesn't belong to me credit goes to original creat Anna stokes.Hace años, cuando era solo una niña, Rosa huyó con sus dos amigos Alejandro y Matías, justo cuando estaban a punto de ser marcados como esclavos y vendidos para trabajar en un burdel. La desgracia cayó sobre el grupo cuando Matías quedó atrapado y para salvarlos, Rosa se sacrificó distrayendo al hijo del dueño del burdel, Graham, quien los perseguía. Rosa hizo que sus amigos prometieran que a cambio de su sacrificio, volverían para liberarla. Con el paso de los años y la reunión con sus amigos, descubrió que no todas las promesas se mantendrían. Atrapada en un burdel con un hombre que desea convertirla en su mujer, Rosa comienza una relación inesperada con Zayne Hamilton, un general de otro reino. Zayne se ofrece a comprarla de Graham y abre el camino para que su sacrificio no sea olvidado.
In a realm where magic and ambition blend, Rhiannon, the rebellious daughter of the Demon Queen, shocks her world by choosing the kitchen over elite magecraft. She's got one goal: to outshine her legendary great-grandmother, Leora, by mastering the culinary arts at the top magical academy. But when Rhiannon meets Maeve, a mesmerizing teacher whose lessons go way beyond the kitchen. Their forbidden romance start. With a fiery dragon by her side, a fiercely protective twin sister, and an unquenchable passion for cooking, Rhiannon's path is one of defiance and discovery. Can she rise to become the greatest chef across both realms, or will the flames of forbidden love consume her dreams?
'I will find you in any lifetime.' –––– Her silvery moon-locks were in delicate braids to reveal her fresh, radiant face. Her bright icy blue eyes watched everyone and everything fondly, sinlessly. She was a beauty that calms the nervous heart. That’s what everyone remembers of Princess Alora Linwood Roosevelt. Then who is the one who returned to the palace in the name of the princess? She had fiery long hair that looked like the flames of hell and her eyes were like a ball of fire that could reduce one to ashes. She looked like an evil witch they heard of. How could it not create chaos in the nation? She became prey to the royals and their politics, the nobles, and their influence, and commoners and their protest with her life on the line. Will she challenge the centuries-old tradition and find her love? Or will she lose her life? –––– P.S: Slow Burn, Slow Romance. This is an original story. Thank you ^_^ for giving it a try. DISCORD: Munchkin_2#7368 Story DISCORD: https://discord.gg/QhhXXWq Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/munchkin_2 Instagram: auth_munchkin Linktree: https://linktr.ee/munchkin
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Due to a small plate of snacks, Shangguan Rei, the prettiest lady official in Qin Empire's Imperial Palace who was going to marry the youngest brother of the Emperor, exiled by her beloved Empire that she devoted her full royalty to. On that snowy night, as her bare delicate feet stepped on that bone-piercingly cold snow, her last bit of naivety and innocence were stripped away along with her will to live. With the heavy shackles on her feet, she was the only one who knows that she was falsely accused but does it even matter now? However, just as Shangguan Rei was about to give up on her desire to live, she met him, that man, that godlike man from another dimension, who she wasn't supposed to have a chance to meet in her life. And the red thread of fate has another plan for her... *The story background of this story is purely an alternative reality/history and has absolutely nothing to do with real history. And the Qin Empire is not the Qin Empire we all know. I merely use the ancient monarchy system of some ancient empire as a reference. **No NSFW, no smut. Don't read if you are looking for NSFW content."I feel so sorry for whoever you get married to. " She commented as she shook her head. He chuckled, "You don't have to dear, because she will be getting all of this. " He stated as he gestured at his body. She looked at him and felt her cheek begin to turn red. "Seems like my princess is blushing." He teased her. "No, I'm not. I'm just...." Tbc
"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"
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"How do I not have the right?! I'm your husband. And how can that bastard of a man have the right then? How dare he think of you? You are mine and - Zila fiercely cut him off, eyes clearly filled with rage. "I am not yours, Kay. If I was, then why did you throw me out of your house and not believe me when I had told you my explanation?" "You. Are. Mine! " He simply replied, his every word clear. -------------------------------------------------------------- In a country, named Finorea, where kings and queens still exist, a girl named Zila got married to a ruthless and cold crown prince. [VOLUME 1] ~Pursuing His Wife Back. The jealousy of some people separated them from each other. But he can't pursue after her as now he knows of the many dangers that will come their way when he becomes a king. And he can't take any chance when it comes to Zila. [VOLUME 2] ~His Wife Is Back Zila came back with Kay now but she didn't want to be with him anymore as he broke her heart. Kay will do anything to keep her with himself and he would made her stay with him whether she likes it or not. -------------------------(----) --------------------- *This is a CEO modern day romance novel. So if you are a fan of Happy ending novels, do give it a try. New book "Her Devil Prince" is out. Do check it out.4.76
[Warning: Mature Content] A great war has started between the great races. In the middle of it all, something that never should have happened had occurred. A hybrid was born. Rumours of this hybrid being the most powerful being in existence spread through the land. Through certain events, she was lost to all, yet sought by many who wanted her for the powers she possessed. Now, Astrid must venture through the magical realm in search of her mother, her kingdom and the truth behind the war, all the while escaping the schemes of the other kingdoms. She, Astrid is the caring, beautiful, talented, powerful, yet extremely impatient hybrid. He, Jareth is the cold, dashing and skilled elf who locked everyone out. What happens when these two characters meet on her journey and a forbidden love springs forth amidst the clash of swords? Would Astrid be able to resist the charms of the handsome Elf and focus on her journey or would she succumb and in turn, endanger her life and mission? *********** "Why do you do this every time?" Not that he didn't know the answer, he never failed to let her know what she did to him with that. Before Astrid could answer, Jareth closed the gap between them, with Snow sandwiched in their midst and pressed his lips against hers, shutting his eyes close. Unlike the last time, this time she was partially, mentally prepared for what he was going to do and returned his kiss, parting her lips to grant him entrance and closing her eyes to feel every single bit of it. One hand snaked into her hair pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss and the other caressed her face lovingly. As much as Snow wanted to watch, he felt that he should give them space and privacy. Quickly, it wriggled itself out of her arms, falling to the ground close to her side and looked up. His silly master only gasped from what he had done with eyes still closed and that only gave Jareth a better chance to be more mischievous. He bit on her tongue, sulking and tasting her as his slender hands on her face moved down, finding their way around her side, to circle around her waist and pulled her body closer to his. She followed his lead and wrapped her hands around his neck lovingly. Astrid felt their bodies collide, that coupled with how passionately he was kissing her, only made her want to melt in his arms and stay there. Jareth finally broke the kiss and his hands on her head moved forward to cup her face and chin. "Wait for me," his deep sensual cool voice rang in her ear, sending warmth down her stomach, making her further weak in the knees. "Be careful," Astrid whispered back. "I will be." "He wouldn't play fair from the way things are going." "I do not expect him to, but I am ready." With their faces so close together and nose touching, she could feel his warm breath tickle her cheeks, causing her to blush a crimson red. His green eyes shone with delight at watching her blush then quickly placed a kiss on her lips again before letting her go. --------------------------- Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Cover edited by Missrealitybites. ~~~~~ Discord: BaeVida#7167 Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa4.85
This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #matureCuando la impotente y desfavorecida Princesa Soleia fue obligada a casarse con el recién nombrado Duque Orion Elsher, asumió que eventualmente encontrarían el amor. ¿Quién sabía que su padre enviaría a su esposo unas horas después a pelear una guerra? Soleia se quedó sola para lidiar con un feudo empobrecido, una finca en ruinas y los parientes spiteful y vengativos del Duque que deseaban verla irse. No podía irse― no había otro lugar a donde ir. Soleia deseaba desesperadamente que su esposo regresara para que pudiera ofrecerle una mano amiga. Sin embargo, cuando lo hizo, regresó con Elowyn, una mujer que él afirmaba ser su verdadero amor. Una mujer empeñada en tomar su lugar como la duquesa legítima, sin importar lo que tuviera que hacer para sacar a Soleia del camino. Maltratada, incomprendida y miserable, Soleia fue finalmente expulsada de la finca que ayudó a construir. Afortunadamente, cuando una puerta se cierra, otra se abre. Desconocido para Soleia, un hombre más poderoso que su marido la había estado observando, esperando el momento adecuado para atraparla en su jaula dorada. Duke Elsher había sido tonto al dejarla ir― pero el príncipe heredero de Raxuvia no cometería el mismo error. Precuela de Robada por el Rey Rebelde.
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Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?Alaia was once a princess in the Kindom of Floria but her older brother Prince Julian and the queen committed treason, resulting in the death of the king, her older brother Prince Easton and herself. Ruth, an exiled angel, heard and responded to her cries and gave up her own life and powers to give Alaia another chance to live with the sole purpose of avenging her brother and father. Alaia hid in a forest outside the Kingdom of Floria, wearing a beast mask to conceal her identity. Alaia will meet a peasant who came from the Kingdom of Carval. The peasant and his pregnant wife were being chased by bandits. Alaia helped them but she asked for the child, still in the peasant's wife's womb, as the payment. When the child turns 18, Alaia will take her away from them without any plan of what she will do with the child. Seventeen years quickly passed, and Alaia still hasn't avenged her brother and father. She learned that King Julian's son, Prince Owen will soon get married to a woman named Maria Holmes. Recognizing Maria's parents and remembering her agreement with the peasant, Alaia became infuriated at the familiar feeling of betrayal. She showed up at Prince Julian and Maria's wedding to take Maria away from them. Maria thought that the situation is just the same as in the famous children's book, Beauty and the Beast, but it was not. Alaia didn't take her because she needs help lifting a curse. She doesn't need a true love's kiss. She just took Maria to enslave her. Maria maybe is a beauty, but Alaia isn't a beast, just a person wearing a beast mask.
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[WARNING! MATURE CONTENT] Noelle lived her whole life in luxury. Anything she demanded was handed to her on a silver spoon. But not Night. A boy she desires and thinks of as her 'perfect prince'. In a sick twist of fate, Noelle's family fell into huge debt, making her view things differently. Now with a broader view and an open mind, Night doesn't seem to be as perfect as he was in Noelle's eyes. COMPLETED 17 JUNE 2022 to 1 JANUARY 2023 -------------------------- *Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Discord: Fujiashi #3282 Instagram: @fujiashi Twitter: @Fujiashi_She sacrificed her life to save others but woke up to live again. Lit-An never counted on being reincarnated into the world of the Licnine, but after she catches the attention of a powerful being she becomes a pawn in a dangerous war. The 'Others' have invaded the world of the Licnine, enslaving and killing anyone who stands in the way of their total domination. It is up to Lit-An to stop them. But can this tiny girl be the savior of an entire world?
In a world where gods rule the skies and mortals suffer below, one maiden's defiance will ignite a war between realms-and hearts. Serena Arcane never asked to be chosen. Marked as one of six maidens sent to the fearful Sky Kingdom to wed its prince, she only wanted to protect her family from the wrath of the supernatural beings who see humans as pawns. But the moment she steps into their shimmering, dangerous world, it becomes clear the Sky Kingdom is not what it seems-and neither is its feared ruler, the Dark King Zade. Whispers of a deadly prophecy surround Serena, murmurs that she alone holds the power to unravel centuries of suffering. Yet her greatest threat-and temptation-lies in the golden-eyed king whose icy exterior conceals secrets darker than the abyss. He rules with cruelty, yet something about her stirs the embers of a long-extinguished fire within him. As tensions rise between mortal and god, Serena must navigate a court full of deceit, rivalries, and betrayals. Bound by fate but divided by hatred, she and Zade are forced into a dangerous dance where every step could mean their undoing-or the salvation of worlds. She vows to resist him. He swears to break her. But when a love this fierce burns, will it destroy them both? Bound to the Dark king is an intense high fantasy romance story packed with action, suspense and the thrill that will keep you glued till the very end. This is a standalone.