Ballroom

Evelyn Rayner had lost everything, her family, her business, and, ultimately, herself. Betrayal, regret, and despair had stripped her of faith, leaving her in darkness. But fate was not so cruel. Reborn with the memories of her past life, she was determined to right every wrong, to repay the debts of love and loyalty, to seek redemption from those she had hurt, most importantly “him”. Now, standing in the heart of a grand ballroom, adorned in elegance, she moved through the sea of people, their admiring gazes passed unnoticed to her. Her eyes sought only one person the man she had lost once before. Adrian Vaughn. As she reached him, her voice, soft yet resolute, carried a whisper from the past. “Didn’t you promise me that you’d only dance with me?” His piercing gaze locked onto hers, emotions flickering in the depths of his eyes before a slow, knowing smirk curved his lips. Closing the distance between them, he leaned in, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, “I didn’t know my little wife would be the jealous type.” The words struck a forgotten chord within her, pulling her back to childhood memories, back when she had boldly, laughing with childlish confidence declared herself as his wife to everyone. Now, looking at the man before her, aloof, unreadable, yet teasing in a way only she understood, gratitude swelled within her. She had lost him once, and in her final moments of her past life, regret had consumed her for she failed him and everyone around her. But not this time. She silently vowed in her heart.

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a high school student. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …

Rian and Ryan, the twin Demons with different breeds They both have Vampire, Wolves, Titans and everyone believes they are gods. They both look exactly the same with Colalt blue eyes, Carnation red lips, short wavy jet black hair, they're both tall and cute, their voices are alike ( not the same ) and so are their personalities, not everything just mostly everything about them is alike ... oh except this which is their greatest difference. Rian is obedient although he's cunning ( no one except Ryan knows this ) and Ryan is a pure breed Rebel and everyone knows that. They're 17 and still a little girly because most of their time is spent on :Sia-their Titan friend, Clara-the Dragon, Deidre-the Demoness, Annabell-the Witch, Drace-the Vampire and Dana-the Werewolf And every other time they're either in the ballroom, royal party hall, throne room,garden ( fighting and trying to kill their selves ) or somewhere else causing havoc or maybe in their rooms training their pet Tigers. Mr&Mrs Royal always had a hard time controlling the boys so pets came to their aid, unfortunately the dogs and cats were just extra victims as they all died a week later, it was a little after a month that they were given Tiger cubs as their 13 years presents that the killing of pets ended, after killing 100 innocent dogs and cats in a month that finally found something to match their temperament. Rian's pet was named Drex ( that has been the names of all the pets he killed ) and Ryan's Claws. The palace only managed to be in one piece because these Tigers shared a room with their owners.

The grand ballroom of the imperial palace was meant for alliances and whispered secrets, not destiny and disaster. Lady Seraphina Astoria Valeheart has spent her life avoiding the treacherous games of court, preferring solitude over the weight of expectations. But when a cocky, sharp-tongued lord with a reputation as dark as his attire asks her to dance, she makes a single mistake—she says yes. Lord Sylas Draven Mourcade is feared for a reason. He commands attention with a smirk and a stare that strips away pretense, but beneath the charm lies something untamed, something dangerous. When Seraphina saves his life with a power she doesn’t yet understand, she unknowingly binds herself to him in blood. But blood is power. And power never goes unnoticed. As whispers of treachery ripple through the empire, Seraphina and Sylas find themselves caught in a web of shadows that move without faces, hands that pull the strings of kings and traitors alike. The court is a battlefield, and their growing connection might be the greatest weapon—or the deadliest weakness. She was never meant to be part of this game. He was never meant to care. But the dance has already begun. And some unseen forces do not take kindly to players who step out of line.

Elvira Pierce has always lived by the rules, navigating a world filled with grand expectations and cold alliances. But at a high-society gathering meant to cement yet another family alliance, she faces a choice that will change the course of her life forever. Beautiful but burdened by secrets, Elvira finds herself the unwilling center of attention in a glittering hall filled with noble guests. When her father introduces her to Lord Ronin Bloodstone, a man from a mysterious lineage, sparks of curiosity and caution flicker within her. Yet the night has more twists in store when Lady Verona and her mother announce an arrangement Elvira cannot accept—a binding future with the enigmatic and brooding Anson Adler Ashford. Torn between familial duty and her desire for freedom, Elvira confronts a society that prioritizes obedience over individuality. As tensions rise, she must navigate a maze of forbidden glances, hidden agendas, and unsettling alliances. With whispers of rebellion in her heart, Elvira faces a daunting decision: to bow to the will of her family or forge her own path. Set against the backdrop of opulent ballrooms and shadowy intrigues, "Threads of Fate" explores themes of self-discovery, courage, and the defiant pursuit of true love in a world bound by tradition.

In the enchanting kingdom of Eldoria, where starlit skies kissed the earth and magic danced in the air, there lived a young woman named Ella. Known to most as Cinderella, her days were filled with chores and solitude, her nights spent dreaming of a life beyond her stepmother's oppressive grasp. One fateful evening, while tending to her garden, Ella discovered a hidden glade where wildflowers bloomed with an otherworldly glow. Drawn in by the ethereal beauty, she stumbled upon an ancient, shimmering well. As she gazed into its depths, a voice whispered to her, "Awaken the heart that lies dormant." Intrigued, Ella leaned closer and made a wish—a wish for courage, for love, and for a life where she could be truly herself. The well responded with a gentle ripple, and in that moment, the air around her shimmered with magic. She felt a warmth envelop her, igniting a spark within her heart that she had long forgotten. The next day, preparations for the royal ball swept through the kingdom. Ella’s heart raced at the thought of attending, but her stepmother firmly forbade it. Disheartened yet determined, she returned to the glade, hoping for guidance. There, she met a mysterious stranger named Leo, a dashing prince in disguise, who had ventured into the woods to escape the burdens of royal expectation. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, Ella felt a connection that transcended words. Leo revealed his desire to find true love, someone who saw beyond the crown. Inspired by their shared dreams, Ella confided her wishes and fears. With each passing moment, their bond deepened, igniting a romance that felt as old as time itself. With Leo’s encouragement, Ella crafted a plan. Using the magic of the well, she transformed her rags into a breathtaking gown and a pair of delicate glass slippers. That night, under a canopy of stars, she stepped into the ballroom, where Leo awaited her arrival. As they danced, the world around them faded away. In that moment, Ella realized that she had awakened not just to love, but to her own strength and spirit. The clock struck midnight, and as she fled the ball, Leo’s heart raced with a newfound determination to find her again. Cinderella's awakening was not just a tale of transformation; it was the beginning of a love story that would change the kingdom forever.

Lilith was the very definition of aristocratic perfection. From a young age, she shone as the brightest star in high society. Mastering exotic languages, stitching with meticulous precision, and gliding through ballrooms as if she were floating were as natural to her as breathing. Every smile was rehearsed, every word measured, and every movement designed to reinforce her image as the ideal future lady, and eventually, the perfect queen. It wasn’t just talent; it was discipline, effort, and, let’s be honest, a dangerously obsessive streak. Rumors in the upper echelons of society described her as a prodigy, though some also considered her a mirror so polished it reflected nothing genuine. Then, the accident happened. A slip of fate (or the rug, who knows) left her with nine years of meticulously crafted effort reduced to ashes. She woke up with no memories of her stellar track record or the rules that had made her an icon. Goodbye to perfectly synchronized dances; hello to clumsy attempts at remembering how to hold a teacup without looking like a peasant. Her parents, desperate to restore the lost glory, devised a rigorous regimen: in three years, Lilith must reclaim all her manners, skills, and knowledge to be ready as a queen candidate. What would normally take a decade, she has to achieve in record time. Lilith, who now can’t tell the salad fork from the dessert fork, faces an educational marathon that would make even the most dedicated tutor nervous. Will Lilith regain her throne as the perfect lady of society, or will her fall become eternal gossip among the tea party ladies? One thing is certain: perfection doesn’t include laughing at herself, and that might just be her greatest challenge.

I’m dreaming of us together Tangled in the mess of ballroom Your hand on my waist My hand is on your shoulder Together we are creating the choreography of “Once upon the time”

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!”

In the enchanting chapter "Veil of Night," the ancient city shimmers under a silver moon as a masked ball unfolds at Castle Darkmoor. Young scholar Elena, drawn by her fascination with the arcane, arrives at the opulent gathering, eager to uncover the truth behind the enigmatic vampire lord, Lucian. As the clock strikes midnight, the ballroom comes alive with music and laughter, but Elena's focus is solely on Lucian, whose captivating presence sends chills down her spine. Their eyes lock, and an electric connection forms as he invites her to dance. Through their twirling steps, she probes into his past, learning of his centuries-long existence filled with both beauty and tragedy. Lucian reveals the heavy toll of immortality—loneliness, desire, and an insatiable hunger for understanding. As Elena grapples with the allure of his dark world, she realizes her quest for knowledge is entwined with a deeper yearning for connection. As the night unfolds, she stands at a crossroads, faced with the seductive pull of the shadows and the undeniable call of destiny that could forever alter her life.

Hemera is rejected by her one true love Crane. After that, she finds out a big truth which the Crescent moon pack has been hiding all this while and she is determined to find out the truth at any cost. Even if it means marrying a complete stranger, Elpis Kane, alpha of blood moon pack. “You never know. I might be of help.” I looked at him and inhale. He is right. he might know him. Besides there is no harm in trying. He will not actually figure out what I want to do. He looked at him with a little smile and goodness, it was so convincing. “I am looking for a certain alpha. I want him to ask me for a dance.” I spoke. I saw his eyebrows rise with doubt and surprise. He put his hand behind him. “Why? if I may ask” “It’s complicated.” “Try me.” I looked at him and he smiled. Well, what do I have to lose? “Well, he is the only one who can help me find the people I am looking for. I heard he is the most powerful alpha and is well gifted and connected. So, I need him.” Said to him. For some reason I trusted this person even if I should not. But he seems calm and powerful. Not one to talk much but one to do a lot. “So, you are going to use him?” “Don’t make sound bad if not I will feel bad.” He laughed making me laugh as well. “Besides, I am not just going to use him. I will trade something in return.” “Hmm.” He nodded with a smile. Goddess what is wrong with me? I should be looking for Elpis not talking to this guy I haven’t even heard of. “So, what are you doing here? You are meant to be downstairs dancing with him” he smiled at me. “I know that.” I said and rolled my eyes. “I looked for me everywhere but I couldn’t find him. I was told he was going to me that this party that is why I bothered to come.” I told him. I was disappointed. “And what might be this might alpha’s name?” he asked me. I was a little bit hesitant. “You never know. I might just be the angel that will send you to him.” I wasn’t sure if I should tell him. But then I thought about it, he was right. What if he knew him or what if I could reach him through him? Besides I couldn’t sense anything bad about him and my senses are never wrong. “Elpis Kane.” I told him, “Elpis Kane. Alpha of blood moon pack.” I told him. The smile on his face immediately went away. He kept on nodding and that gave me some kind of hope that maybe he knows him personally. But he dashed my hopes. All he said was “Hmm” and I smiled. I just grunted and went downstairs. I went down the stairs thinking. I was already two steps down to the ballroom when I felt someone hold my hand. I turn and I saw the same man. This time he had his mask on. “A dance you want? A dance you will get wolf.” He said with a small smile.

Miss Wendy Garren has resigned herself to one last tormented season in the Capital's condemning rich and titled high-society, under the critical and abusive eye of her parents, The Earl and Countess of Follies. At seven and twenty she knows she is there to escort and keep a watchful eye on her younger and vibrant twin sisters. But Wendy knows that when the end of the season comes and she remains unmarried, her parents will finally send her away. She never thought the season could end like this... The Duke of Thornberg Rhys Granger, is tired of scheming mothers and their giggling daughters floating around the edge of an ornately lit ballroom as they dance in a game of power. Nearing the age of Forty, after raising his younger sister, and having served many years of military service to the crown, he feels too old to be shopping for a wife that's barely left the classroom. To appease his happily married and sometimes nagging, younger sister, Rhys attends one last ball in the crown's Capital before planning to return home to his remote and vast Thornberg Estate. He would've never guessed how that night would end... Reader Reviews "This looks like the start of a great book. So underrated though." -Rosettle "I love this book! It's so good and heartbreaking! I feel so sorry for Wendy but at the same time I like her story :) I really like this type of plot" -Arteemismalfoy "I love your work. I have read to the end now and am waiting in agony for the next chapter. I will check out your other work while I wait. Please don't ever stop writing! <3" - "-" "Hey, I just completed reading your story "Beauty unseen" I'm loving it and it's very beautifully written." - Nitathefamousbitch

From Duke’s daughter to famous songwriter/ singer to crown princess, Serena Maxwell did it all. A winner in life who defied the odds of being a novel's villainess. It would have been perfect if it all ended with the royal wedding, but life holds more mystery and follows with misery at times. A divorcee before getting a chance to be widowed, a handicapped Marquis’ younger sister whose parents’ dukedom has been sequestered, poor and too embarrassed to even show her face in public, she can only live simply as a shadow of her former self. Writing plagiarized songs and selling them while in a guise to earn a living. Just when she thought that the situation couldn’t get any worse, worse turned to worst. Despite their self-imposed hiding, a Court Summons arrived summoning her brother to court to face graft charges with possible lifetime imprisonment as sentence. Determined to find help, she seeks the young minister of Justice, the heir to the Cromwell dukedom, Christopher Cross. However, given her current position, it’s not easy to approach said esteemed person even when they were old acquaintances. With no better choice, there’s only one place she can go to be able to meet him. Back to the glitzy, glamorous, and pretentious ballrooms of the nobility facing old acquaintances, from holding the crown to being the clown, becoming the butt of all jokes while receiving surly stares and audacious propositions from the male peers, Serena can only swallow her pride and brave it all. -- After his revenge, Grand Duke Charlton Daniel has become one of the most accomplished and distinguished noble with an unshakable status in society. However, at the end of the day, he felt empty. He used and betrayed his lover to get the best of his cousin. He deceived his ailing mother, the younger sister of the former king, while taking part of the party ousting the royal family. He now has everything, but at the same time, nothing. Sometimes he wonders, was everything he did, worth it? Faced with the emptiness and loneliness despite emerging triumphant, he could only come to terms with the phrase, life must go on. Determined to move on from the past, he started seeing duke Ligeti’s granddaughter, Larissa. She was innocent and naïve, but she gave him peace of mind. So, with building a family in mind, he was thinking of proposing marriage. However, just when he thought that he found his solace, his past lover suddenly appeared before his eyes. She was as beautiful as he first saw her, or maybe even more. Was it the lights or just something in her eyes? Without doing anything, she caused waves and even tsunamis in his heart. Deny it all he might, something was still there. Yet, no. After all she did to him, and him to her, they were over. He can’t possibly forsake his present lover because she came back to... she was back for him, wasn’t she? And just when this thought processed in his mind, reality came crushing in. Before his very eyes, she was seducing another man. -- Will Serena and Charlton rekindle their love this time around? Or will she find true love in another man’s arms? Read and find out!

*There is "gore, bloody, violent" content throughout the story that may bother or not be suitable for some readers. As well as some crude language.* Also #action/adventure "Wren... can you hear me..?" His voice sounded so familiar and warm. ".."Please Wren... I know the last person you probably want to hear from is me.. "Please don't forget.. It's me, Michael.." As soon as Wren hear his name, memories came flashing back to her. *Wren-Wren, come play with me!" A young boy with brown hair and sea blue eyes called out to her. "Okay, I'm coming." The young Wren ran towards Michael. Her dark red hair that had been neatly styled into braids, bounced around on her shoulders. *BANG! BOOM, BOOM!* The loud sounds of gun and canon fire could be heard all around. "AH!" Men and women were screaming in the distance. The once inviting forest vegetation was now littered with debris from nearby buildings and stained red with blood. "Mommy! Mommy, *cough cough* help m-" before the blonde little girl could continue screaming for her mother, I large hand reached down and covered her mouth. She tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. The man easily overpowered her and quickly ran off. ..."Presenting our new Priestess! She has incredible strength and amazing abilities only second to our Lord, Lord Valen. Everyone, please do your best to welcome her!" A teenaged age Wren stood before many people within a large ballroom style area. To her left was the one she knew as Valen, and over to her right, there was a man and woman who looked less than pleased to see her in a position of such power. Wren was nervous and shaking. 'I really wish I could just get out of this dress and go train," She thought to herself. ..."21, check in. Are we a go?" Someone's voice came across a small earpiece, "We are good 45. You take the East entrance and I will cover the perimeter. We need to do this as quickly and silently as possible." Wren was in her late teens at this point. She was wearing all black clothes, that were fitted to the curves of her body. She heard a small sound in the distance, 'Okay, here we go.' She took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. In just moments her clothes and hair began to flutter around her body, and just as quickly as this happened, she disappeared, leaving nothing but a small wisp of smoke behind. ..."Wren, I just can't...I need to go for myself. I never wanted to keep this from yo-" "Don't bother lying to me Michael. I am fed up with what both you and Valen have been hiding." She carefully swung her leg over, and moved away from Michael's lap, carefully adjusting her jade-colored dress. She sighed into her hands, "Wren..you know I will always lo-" "Goodbye Michael. I regret we didn't have more time together, but I can't just sit by idly." She turned to face him, a tear ran down her face, and she disappeared, before Michael opened his eyes from a blink. Suddenly, Wren gasped and opened her eyes. She immediately sat up, turned on her side, and began to cough and spit out blood. "Oh Wren, gosh I missed you," As Wren was turning to lay back down, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't know what I would have done without you. You were in this bed so long, I didn't think you would ever wake up." Wren was confused and still trying to catch her breath. She pushed the man away and looked him over. 'Wavy brown hair, simple stud earrings, sea blue eyes..' "Michael?" "Oh, my Lady-" Michael grabbed her once more, but he quickly released her, "Daddy, daddy, can I see, can I see?" Wren grew even more confused, as Michael moved his body over and behind him, was a small girl, with cherry brown hair. "Hi lovely. I would like you to meet someone. This Lady, is a very important person to our people, and she is also really special to us." Wrens breaths began to quicken and her heart was racing, 'no, don't!" "This Lady's name is Wren, but maybe after you are around her more, maybe you can start calling her Mommy again?"

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how wou;d he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be linient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., ~~~~~~~~~~~~****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, as stated earlier, as you all know, all wizards, royals, peasants, and members of higher social classes have one thing in common. They all had a fear—not a fear of debts or of God—but a fear of shame, and he, he who was borne out of the shame, bore the sin. A debt and label, he alone shall carry; and a bastard he became. May God have mercy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I appreciate all of you dearest readers for taking the opportunity to join me in my fantastical world, through my fondness for Willock. As we embark on this journey, and as you join me to see through the eyes of this young lad, I wish you all the enjoyment you desire, and may all your desires take the best of turns. This is a novel I'm quite, or rather, I'd say, I love writing. As the plot rises to its course and falls to its rhythms, I hope you will enjoy all the nuances of our dearest Willock. I acknowledge all of you and encourage you to keep pushing me to do more, and to reach the best of my potentials. All love. Enjoy, fam...

The extravagant ballroom of Salvatore Mansion was decorated lavishly. The entire state was invited to the party. The hurly and burly environment of the ballroom were constantly increasing as guests started to fill the room. The gossiping ladies group were high in volume discussing and guessing the main motto behind this profligate celebration. Men were drinking at the corners and thinking to gain favors from Salvatore. Upstairs a middle-aged man was seated in his master chair and his eyes pierced at the young lad standing in front. The lad thumped his hand on the table and scowled at his father. "I don't agree to this." He muttered curtly. "Utter nonsense. You have to follow that's it." The middle-aged man asked stopping his further protest. In vexation, the man left the room without turning back. A young lady was gracefully standing leaning against the wall beside the study room smirked and blew some air on her slim painted nails and spoke. "Interesting." *** The lad stood at the corner of the adorned ballroom and accessed the crowd. His sharp eyes narrowed at his father who was about to climb the platform morphed stage to deliver the speech that followed the bitter news. He grimaced at that. His father signaled him. That was his cue to follow up. When he reached the middle of the room someone grabbed his hand from behind causing him to stop abruptly and the glass in his hand fell on the floor spilling its whole content on the shiny white marble. Everyone turned their attention to them. It was a girl who stopped him. "Do you have a girlfriend?" This question caught him off guard and he instantly replied, "NO" "Do you like someone?" "No." Though he was confused but answered feeling the eyes of the crowd on them. "The girl smiled brightly and said, "Good." Without waiting for another moment the girl snacked her palm around his nape and stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. There was pin-drop silence in the room. The people gasped at that. The young lad was so shocked that he opened his mouth a bit and it was a perfect liplock. Breaking the kiss the girl stared at the whole crowd and said icily. "From now on he is mine." Leaving everyone in uttered stupefaction.

The little duchess' life seems to be perfect, especially after her wedding with the most desired bachelor in the kingdom, the one who drove out all the monster from the Black Wood. Despite her father's initial protests, Iris is able to marry the love of her life and feels that the rest of her life will only be bliss. But not everything is what is seems at her new home and little by little secrets revail themselves, making Iris understand the reasons behind her father's protests. ---------------- Her wedding night found Iris more nervous than she thought. The maids bathed her and changed her into a nightgown which was semi transparent, the silhouette of her body being evident throughout the thin material. After the maids left she laid down on her bed, but only for a second. Her nerves didn’t let her lay there, she couldn’t even sit on it as she knew what was to come. Or at least she thought she knew as she, like all noble girls, was taught about the duty of a wife in the bedroom. But she didn’t know about the tingling in her stomach and the heat coming from inside her from those lessons. No, those were the feelings her now husband showed her with only a kiss. That thought made her touch her lips with her finger. She blushed when she remembered the kiss, the one that started all of this. It happened only a month ago, on a dark night with no stars in the sky and the moon hiding behind the dark clouds, promising a heavy rain. But not a single drop fell yet and the castle's garden was lit by small torches which trew trembling shadows on the ground. She could remember his hands touching her arched back and caressing it while his other hand touched her cheek before sliding behind her head, entangled in her beautifully done hair. He looked passionately into her eyes, his green eyes making her forget about anything else. The smell that came from him drew her closer until their lips touched and she closed her eyes, letting herself drown in that blissful feeling, in those hard arms. He made her forget everything outside their embrace. They forgot where they were and the reason they were there. They forgot about the ballroom full of chatting people, full of music and dance. It was only them at that moment, in the garden. “You son of a bitch!” a cry woke them and they separated from each other. “You will pay for this!”. The man that was screaming at them approached and before Iris realized what was happening, he punched her partner hard.

In the glittering ballrooms of Regency England, a forbidden love ignites between Amelia, a headstrong young woman, and the enigmatic Lord Sebastian St. Clair. But behind his seductive charm lurks a dark secret—he is a vampire. As society whispers and dangers loom, Amelia must choose between her heart's desires and the expectations of a world on the brink of chaos. Will their love defy the odds, or will the shadows of the night consume them both? Prepare to be enthralled in a Regency tale where passion collides with immortal desires in this captivating vampire romance

“It’s Duke Raymond, oh my god he looks so handsome in white!!” a lady exclaimed. Just hearing this warning bell Eloise, peered to the right. A beautiful man dressed completely in white tux walked confidently into the ballroom. His black eyes wandered amongst the crowd, searching for a certain someone. {‘Why is he here!!’} Eloise bit her lips anxiously. {‘Either way, lets run before he catches me,’} she pulled up her fluffy ruffle skirt to her knees and ran like the wind. All of a sudden she felt her skirt being pulled from behind. “How audacious of you to pull a lady’s skirt,” she shouted and pulled without taking a glance back. “My, my, I think I stepped on a cockroach, what shall I do? Shall I roast it for tainting my shoes or should I chop its head off,” a hoarse voice jokingly said from behind. {‘Shit, I’m dead,’} she glanced back in slow motion. “This..... My lord, can you let go of my skirt,” she pointed to his foot that was firmly stepping on the bottom of her skirt. “Why not, I am just expressing my emotions to the lady who expressed ardent feeling to me in her letters,” he said with a smug smirk. The crowd gasped. “She wrote him a love letter!! That shameless wrench,” some lady shouted out loud. Hearing this, Eloise’s eyelid twitched, “sir... no, Lord, I think you misunderstood. I was only expressing my heartfelt gratitude with my ‘thank you’ letter,” she enunciated each word. The duke chuckled. “Oh is that so,” he strode closer having a tight grip on her skirt, “are the words bat-shit-bastard, ring a bell. I read it in your letter,” Eloise gritted her teeth, {‘so you plan to use my word against me, huh? We’ll see who wins,’} she stepped to his side, showing her back to the entire crowd. “MY LORD! Where are you touching me?!” Suddenly she shouted, gasping her bosom. “How audacious of you. I RESPECTED YOU SIR!! How could you do this,” she screamed and ran away while he was frozen in shock. The entire ball room was in disarray. “Lord Raymond is a pervert!!” P.s I dont own the cover art

Claire Hudson, the daughter of a small baron, has a bad reputation among the aristocrats. While her stepsister Lucia is considered the gem of the Season, she is the unattractive wallflower. And no one wants a wife without beauty or the graces of a true lady of class. Unwilling to be a laughingstock during a dance in the Ton, Claire leaves the ballroom and goes into the garden to escape the mocking eyes. There, she witnesses an impossible thing. A vampire of myth with glowing red eyes and sharp fangs killing an unknown creature… When she thinks she has escaped a deadly fate, the vampire, also known as the Duke of Stonehill, joins the party.

An Alpha Prince was born into the Lycanthrope to rule their world but the Queen of the Magissa tried to stop him by casting a curse on him. *** Once upon a time, the First Alpha Prince of the Lycanthrope celebrated his birthday in the ballroom hall but a witch, the Queen of the Magissa, interrupt them and cursed the 1st Prince to a husky. “Find the woman who can lift your curse,” she said and throw the 1st Alpha Prince to the Anthrōpos, the human world. He works so hard to find a woman who can lift his curse but a group of dogs tried to stop him by attacking him. Will he be able to survive in the human world?

Mandisa Mtolo is a well accomplished educator from deep in the rural areas of Eastern Cape province in South Africa. She comes from a small, impoverished village called Matatiele with high level of poverty and unemployment. Mandisa's father and mother divorced in 1991, her mother left them at home with their father. Her father was working and left them with their 12-year-old cousin. Life was very difficult because her cousin had to fetch firewood for them to cook food, Mandisa and her little sister were left alone to try and eat something all day, while she was seven years old, her little sister was five years old. Their dad would come back every two weeks to see them. They grew up and succeeded in school because they were as smart as their father. Life started again to be very difficult when they passed matric. Those hardships however did not hamper her ambitions to become a contributor in the well-being of society and improving the future of other kids in her area. Her upbringing saw her go through various challenges which include trouble accessing other basic needs. She once found 20 rand on the ground and used that money to buy flour from which she made fatcakes to sell at school. At university, she funded her own tuition fees by beading earrings and working from one job to another. She performed very good in her studies and was rewarded with a bursary which helped to propel her even further. She studied at the Durban University of Technology doing Commercial Educator course. In 2012 she graduated with an unprecedented five major subjects instead of the usual three. After graduating, she was placed by the Department of Education in a quintile 3 school, a grading which means the school is a ‘no-fee’ school situated in the rural area. Growing up under difficult conditions did not stop her from working hard towards building a future brighter for her and her relatives. Mandisa is dedicated to giving rural children an opportunity to become contributors in the mainstream economy and well-being of society. It was very difficult to start from scratch in trying to achieve her goals, fortunately her idea was successful. Mandisa has always been success driven, among her accolades she won the award of best tutor, Trophies for excelling in football, Athletics, Ballroom and Latin Dance at the university and she received many awards from different institutions: Global Education Summit (GESA), announced her as winner of prestigious award in the category: Outstanding Teacher of the year 2021. ASHBAB Global Impact Award, awarded her a Merit Award as Best Educator of The Year in 2021, MVLA Trust Global Achievers 2020 and in 2021 announced that Mandisa Mtolo is a winner of Global Teacher Hall of Fame Award, in 2021 during the International Women’s Day was announced as a MVLA International Ideal Woman Achiever Award 2021. Department of Education in Province awarded her a Certificate of Appreciation and acknowledgment in 2020 for winning an International Moot Court Competition. Department of Education in District awarded her a Trophy for Youth Development- Science and Technology and an Award for Top Performed Educator in Youth Development and Gender Equality, Acknowledgment of the excellence in 2017, 2019 and 2020. YCAP awarded a Certificate of Appreciation in 2013-2020 and Great Effort Award (Provincial Level) in 2014 and 2018, again in 2020 She and her team won an 3rd Place Overall Young Active Citizen Award in the National level. Her school awarded her a Certificate of Appreciation in 2015, 2019 and 2020. Department of Transport awarded a Certificate of Appreciation, Trophies and Gold Medals (District and Region) in 2014. Through her dedication and workaholic skills, she has gone an extra mile to fulfil her goal. She became a star, a global champion, learners received bursaries every year and the school was sponsored with laptops.

MinYue Park spent his teens and twenties in Ahmeri studying and running Park Industries, one of the many companies his father Ming-Fa owned. He tried dating in the past, but no one caught his eye. Now that he is twenty-eight years old his father is pushing him to marry. How can he marry when he hasn't even met the woman he wants to give his world to? At His brother and sister-in-law's gender reveal themed baby shower he steps to the side to enjoy his alone time, but his father has other plans. Ming-Fa brings over his two friends to talk business, when suddenly the man named Leo Lu points out his daughter. When MinYue locks eyes with the girl, her pale blues grab his attention, and he feels something in his chest that he had never felt before. He finally found the one. --- Cera Lu (21) wasn't much for social gatherings, but since her mother insisted that she make an appearance from time to time to help with her modeling career, she finds herself at a baby shower for the eldest son of the Park family and his wife. The first thing she does is find her best friend May Lin. They chat for a bit, when suddenly she feels something telling her to turn around and look up at the second level of the ballroom. Sure enough her father Leo is pointing her out.

Qin Yifan infamously known as the dark prince has his dark past looming over him. Haunting him. He lost his soul a long time ago... whilst he was seen as reckless prince, he ran a shadow organization which executed massacres, assassinations, smuggling and all other atrocities which was not befitting for a prince of the great Hong Kingdom but all this was left behind when he went too far. Blinded by fear and anger Qin Yifan discovered a part of himself that was kept hidden from him but the consequences of his actions were too dire. Without a way to rectify himself he continued to live his life in regret, his once pure magic tainted with injustice and untimely deaths of many. Meeting the girl on his mark was the only thing he wanted to do but he knew it would bring about a prolonged tragedy. ________ “Qin Yifan was totally perplexed as he looked at the beauty before him, she held nothing but innocence and purity as she stood before him in the white dress she wore. She looked delicate and fragile in his eyes that he refrained from reaching out, afraid he might taint her with his darkness.” _________ Loosing her parents at young age, Su Wang was taken in by her uncle Zhen Tianming. She had every luxury she could ask for but this could not hold a candle against the abuse she had to face growing up. Finding out about the mark on her stomach had always been one of her pass time events but now she is about to experience the reason to as why she has the mark on the first place. She is not weak, but instead he experiences make her an stronger and better person. Playing out in the oracle's prophecy of the ‘Dark Prince’, Su Wang must remain strong in this battle of both the gods and men. Will love and destiny prevail or will the looming tragedy take the center of the stage? “Qin Yifan's heart grew restless, the battle he was fighting inside reflected in his eyes. He grabbed her hand as it was about to touch his face, suspense built up in the room as they watched him intently. Many did not fathom how she was able to stand, they watched with much curiosity and relief as the prince's anger slowly dispatched. To everyone's surprise, he pulled her closer her body colliding with his. Qin Yifan felt his entire body relax from having her close, his eyes changing from black to it's normal hazel. She let out a relieved breath as she noticed the change and she tried to pull back only to be rammed back into his chest. "Mine!" he declared glaring at the people in the ballroom. Su Wang's breath hitched in her throat as she heard his statement rather declaration claiming her. "I am not yours.” .....” Not your classic fantasy novel but please read great content. I'm not good with conversations often descriptive but I kowt you will find it intriguing. Just give this novel a shot. No mature scenes her but...very disturbing and violent ones...I know I'm messed up but (^^) please enjoy!!

"..Well, Everyone knows the ancient fairytale cliche about a girl who had carelessly threw her glass slipper in a ballroom and.. "poof!" ..earned herself a fairytale with her own prince charming. Rumours say that she had a witchy step mother, malicious black cat and two evil stepsisters. And, As the good old slogan says good prevails over evil. So.. "Boom!" the stepmother gets killed "Boom!" the stepsisters get punished and.. "Boom!" happily ever after for our little beauty Cinderella. But.. What if I tell you.. That I am the stepsister? And, the story you know is slightly different from what you think it is.. Wooooo, Mind-blasting right? But, haha, yes. I am the step sister and this is My Story. So, Read it, if you care bitches!.." * * * In a beautiful kingdom of fairytale where stories come alive.. Anastasia de Rottenstein, the lazy cynical daughter of the evil step mother is tired of her frequent recarnation as the villaness of the same old fairytale in every single life and desires to live a dream where she too could get a happily ever after for her own story. But, things take a weirder turn, when Cinderella, her stepsister and the main heroine goes missing and Anastasia gets wrongly accused to having kidnapped or worse killed her by the handsome Prince Charming, the main protagonist of the fairytale. She is brutally thrown into the dungeon to rot there the rest of her life. But, little did EVERYONE (including her) knew, that's when her own fairytale had finally begun.. *** "I Swear, I Am Not A Cinderella. And, I Don't Need A Prince Charming To Save Me! " "But, I am Always Here For You, Though. Anasta-chan.. " "S-Sh-Shut-Up! IDIOT!" *** Join, Anastasia in her crazy journey along with her Prince Charming from a Stereotypical Villainess to a Powerful Heroine of her own life's magical fantasy. . .

In the midst of a glamorous party, Judas is thrust into chaos after the lights suddenly go out. The tranquility of the evening is shattered when a body is discovered, bleeding out in the center of the ballroom. As panic erupts, Judas tries to alert Lady Clarisse, who initially dismisses his concerns as a minor inconvenience. Judas, overwhelmed by the grim scene, takes notes on the body but struggles with the realization that someone at the party must be responsible for the murder. His quest for answers begins as he resolves to uncover the truth behind the murder amidst the chaos and fear of the party. (updates every week)

I'm Liddiexi of The Horde. I've been running from my past for years. Only thing is, I can't remember anything about it. My world has been torn apart and fractured into 5 kingdoms. Ice, Fire, Dark Death, Lost Light, and The O.T.H.E.R.S metropolis... Only, one has been burned to ashe. My kingdom. Will you help me with this journey to figure out how and who destroyed Flamealicor?

[Omegaverse] Shy and Innocent Submissive Omega named Kaiden Jiang was devastated and depressed after being abandoned by his family, and his boyfriend while pursuing his career. One day in a ballroom, wanting to use the toilet, he goes into heat, weak and famished, he makes an encounter with an Alpha. The Billionaire Playboy named Clyde Rodriguez, also known as Clyde Wang with a nasty attitude, who crushes, plays and steps on anyone's heart he comes across, marks him. What kind of complicated relationship will this turn out to be?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I don't care how long you will take.......I will wait" Luna Peyton is an innocent and naive girl. She is a new employee at Carter Corporations who catches the eye of her boss and CEO Ethan Carter. Ethan Carter is a cold man who closed the doors to his heart after being broken from a past relationship but the moment he lays his eyes on Luna Peyton, everything changes. Due to some circumstances, Luna travels to Blue City to make an interview on a famous celebrity Graham Cullen on behalf of her best friend and roommate, Bella Edwards. On laying her eyes on Graham Cullen, she falls in love with him immediately and loses her virginity to him despite his dangerous and flirtatious reputation for women. Will Ethan Carter let the one woman his heart opened to, be snatched away from him? Will Luna Peyton regret her decision of giving herself to a man she just met overnight? Will Graham Cullen change his ways for a woman? ____________________________________________ #Excerpt After making sure that she has lost them, she headed to the washroom to change out of the maids' outfit so as to fit in the ballroom. A while later, Luna came out of the washroom dressed. She was in a long spaghetti strap peach dress. It was backless which exposed the porcelain skin of her back. The dress had a long slit which ended at her mid thigh and with every step she took, her long legs came into view. She matched the dress with a pair of silver stilettos and a silver clutch. Her hair was tied into a messy bun leaving two strands falling on either sides of her small face. Her lips were painted with a deep shade of maroon lipstick giving her a nude look. Finally, her face was covered with a small silver shinny mask. She was a sight to drool. She slowly walked with confidence around the vast ballroom. She could tell how luxurious the ball was, not that she expected anything less from the Cullens. As she walked, her eyes were searching for only one particular person. She could see how she had started attracting unnecessary attention from both men and women. Men were clearly drooling while women were glaring at her jealously but she didn't care. She had a mission here. As she was still moving, her eyes caught sight of the person she has been looking for and she got rooted to the spot. He was leaning against a large pillar with both hands in his pockets looking down as if thinking about something and as if sensing a certain presence, he raised his head and saw a beautiful woman looking at him.

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