Crown Princes Continent Bride

The world is broken. Realms that were never meant to touch now bleed into one another, warping the land and twisting its survivors into something unrecognizable. Wars raged, gods fell, and the skies rained fire—but the true devastation came from what crept through the cracks. Beings of unfathomable hunger, remnants of dying realms, now stalk the ruins, each vying to claim this world as their own. Kael remembers the night the boundaries shattered. A meteor annihilated his town, but it was no mere rock—it was a herald of the convergence. Five years a slave, he wakes from nightmares of a black-crowned god and a child fed on divine blood, only to be "freed" by a masked stranger who calls him "disappointing" before vanishing. As they travel, they uncover fragments of the truth: the realms’ overlap was no accident. Someone—or something—orchestrated it, and the key to severing the convergence lies in the very ritual that haunts Kael’s dreams. But with every step, the boundaries weaken. In this world of crumbling sanity and predatory gods, Kael must decide: Will he fight to reclaim what’s left of his home, or embrace the power of the Hollow Dominion—and risk becoming the very thing he fears?

When the epic of invincible heroes meets the struggles of mortals, every soul is a speck of dust trying to illuminate the times. From the son of a blacksmith, he grows up to become a pawn in the battlefield, holding the fallen leaves of the world tree in the war between elves and humans, only to realize that the gears of fate have long been engraved with the sighs of his predecessors. Under the grand narrative of sword and magic, there is an eternal tug-of-war between desire and faith -- what you hold on to may be annihilated eventually, but the gesture of resistance will eventually turn into a spark in the folds of history.

On a planet ruled by ancient cults and martial families, Kallen's life turns for the worse the day he is cursed with the mark. He, along with other children, is kidnapped and raised to serve under the infamous House Bathory as spies and assassins. Their mission? Infiltrate their eternal rivals and orchestrate the heist of the century: Stealing the Crown fragment that turned heroes into kings and nations into an empire. In this ruthless world, ambition and cunning are survival tools, whether you're in the wild, on the battlefield, or navigating royal courts. Secrets act as currency, and a seemingly simple power play can conceal a century-old plot that transcends space and time. Torn between his quest to protect his loved ones, revenge and his morality, Kal's humanity will be put to the test as he navigates through political struggles greater than himself. Immersed in a suicide mission that could disrupt the foundation of a society on the brink of implosion, he quickly realizes that failure goes beyond death. Uploading Tuesday and Thursday. Word count: 2k~ish --- What to expect: - Character building -The story takes its time to set up but will quickly take up speed. - Martial art-oriented action with a power system - Betrayals, schemes, and mysteries - Dark scenes - Worldbuilding - Slice of life including comedy and romance -no harem

I died in an explosion—a betrayal engineered by the man I trusted most. But instead of the end, I woke up in a new body. A noblewoman’s body. Evelina, disgraced and hated, accused of poisoning the Crown Prince of a kingdom where werewolves rule the land. And worse? The man whose life I supposedly tried to end is now my fated mate. Damian, the Crown Prince, is as cold as the moonlight that binds us, his piercing silver eyes filled with distrust every time they land on me. He doesn’t believe my innocence, and frankly, I don’t care. My only priority is survival in this dangerous, medieval world—and figuring out why fate decided to shove me into the life of a traitor. But the longer I’m near Damian, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us—the undeniable heat of the mate bond that makes his touch electric and his presence intoxicating. Enemies lurk in the shadows, including the woman who thinks she should be his Luna. Court intrigue spirals out of control, and the person behind Evelina’s betrayal might be closer than I realize. Damian’s trust is my only shield, but when the truth of my transmigration comes to light, I’m not sure even that will be enough to save me. Because in this world, it’s not love that conquers all—it’s power. And mine might not be enough.

For centuries, the Empire of Velmoria ruled the land, blessed by the six gods. But when the Dark King, Bethnal, returned as a powerful sorcerer, he unleashed a curse that forced both mystical creatures and humans to fight for survival before taking control of the throne. The former Light King, Troy, who was killed by his brother, Bethnal, is reincarnated into the body of an ordinary human with his magic core still active. His goal is to regain his lost spells and reclaim the throne, but he is unaware of the challenges ahead.

Reborn as the Crown Prince of a country in the alternate world, in order not to be overthrown, Krishna Deva Raya had to work hard to develop the economy and increase people’s income. With the advantages of foresight and a system, under his diligent governance, this rich crown prince made the economy of the small country take off in just a few years. ( I am a new writer , if there is a mistake then i apologize for the mistake)

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

Genre: YA Portal Fantasy / Sci-Fi Synopsis: Yasmine was supposed to start medical school—not play queen in a parallel universe. When a bizarre sapphire artifact flings her into the opulent kingdom of Statecrest, she’s horrified to learn two things: She’s the exact double of their murdered queen, Lyria. Everyone—including Lyria’s grieving, volatile widower, King Mordrake—believes she’s the resurrected monarch. With no way home and the kingdom on the brink of civil war, Yasmine faces an impossible choice: confess her identity and risk execution, or spiral deeper into Lyria’s life. But as she navigates deadly court politics and uncovers Lyria’s secret research into the reality-warping sapphires, Yasmine realizes her arrival wasn’t random. Lyria summoned her. Now, to survive, she must: Master Lyria’s mannerisms (before Mordrake notices her “memory lapses”). Decode Lyria’s encrypted journals—which hint at a conspiracy far deadlier than war. Decide whose side she’s on: the rebels fighting for freedom, or the king who loved a ghost. But the more Yasmine becomes Lyria, the harder it is to remember: Is she saving this world… or losing herself in it?

MTL The Crown Prince in the Ruined Game is An Idol While living as an idol trainee, I suddenly possessed the crown prince of a ruined game. After many twists and turns, I completed the final quest and was about to return to reality when I returned to the idol survival program in a possessed state. Ongoing at Naver series *Fun, lighthearted and healing

A bastard boy become his father heir to valthorne on his big brother that's made all kings of noham angry

Adrian thought he had bought a game. Instead, the game had bought him. When he booted up War Crown, he expected a night of strategy and conquest. What he got was a contract—one written in blood and bound by fate. His first world, Athenia, teetered on the edge of annihilation. Daemons from the void twisted nature into monstrosities, cities burned in endless rebellion, and a young emperor, Kael, stood alone against the tide. Victory wasn’t just an option. It was survival. The game had spoken: Clear Act 1 before the deadline, or be claimed by the game itself.

"Duty demands I marry him. My heart warns me not to trust him. But the kingdom is dying, and I have no choice." Princess Elara of Bellmere will do anything to save her crumbling kingdom—even if it means tying herself to Kieran Blake, a ruthless billionaire with a reputation for taking everything he touches. Their marriage is a cold-blooded bargain: his power and wealth in exchange for her crown. But behind his charm lies a man with secrets as dangerous as the enemies circling her kingdom—and Elara soon learns Kieran didn’t come to Bellmere just to save it. As hidden truths come to light and dangerous enemies close in, their fragile alliance will face its greatest test. Will Elara and Kieran find strength in each other, or will the cracks in their bond shatter both their hearts and the future of Bellmere?

In a parallel reality, humanity thrives on Ether—a strange, potent energy harvested from the alien element Anonium. But progress has a price: the slow awakening of the Engine, an Eldritch machine lurking beyond comprehension, its intentions veiled in static and whispers. As its influence creeps into the world, society teeters on the edge of unraveling. Caught in this cosmic storm are two high school girls from Corwood, Tennessee. Rachel Harper, a fierce basketball captain, discovers she can bend time itself—each use warping her reflection with static and chipping away at her identity. Her best friend, Emily Voss, is plagued by visions of her own deaths across countless alternate lives, each fragment pushing her closer to despair. Together, they uncover cryptic ties between their powers and the Engine, though the purpose remains a haunting enigma. Enter Elijah Carter, a weathered P.I.A. agent with a rare gift: he sees echoes of the supernatural lingering in the air. Dispatched to investigate disturbances linked to Corwood’s new Ether reactor, Elijah finds himself outmatched by forces he can’t fully grasp. Meanwhile, the ruthless drug lord Dezerea Hernandez unleashes Gloom onto the streets—a substance that turns users into static-shrouded Hollows—hoping to expose a threat she believes endangers humanity. As Rachel’s connection to the Engine grows, its cold, mechanical logic threatens to consume her. Emily, sleepless and tormented by her visions, fights to defy a fate that feels inescapable. With the Engine’s awakening looming, the line between collapse and rebirth blurs. Can two teenage girls rewrite their destinies—or will they become footnotes in a story that breaks the very walls of reality? Warning: This meta cosmic horror tale weaves violence, psychological unease, heavy foreshadowing, red herrings, and fourth-wall fractures.

Angelus Rathmore, heir to the Sevigoria throne, has been treated unfairly since childhood by his father, the king, who favours his mistresses children over those he had with his queen. His preference for men instead of women sparks a series of events that push out of the shadows and into the light where he aims to fight for his identity and birth right. Just when he thinks things can't get any worse. His first love is married off to his sister in his mother's attempts to protect his secret, and he loses a piece of his soul. This puts him on a path to punish the people who hurt him. When he meets a charming shapeshifter, Cassiel, who offers to put the world at his feet, Angelus finds security in the forbidden spark the male gives him. With magic and the practice of same sex relationships being punishable by death in Sevigoria, the prince and his new lover navigate the challenging ups and downs of their forbidden relationships. Will they find their way to a happy ending?

Power is not taken—it is owed. Lucian Smith was just an ordinary reader, a man who devoured stories of ruthless kings and untouchable mafia dynasties. But when fate grants him a second life, he awakens in the very world he once read about—as Lucian Valenciari, heir to the strongest mafia family in existence. The Valenciari Family, feared as "The Silver Serpents," controls the shadows of Eredia, shaping both the underworld and high society. Their legendary bloodline ability, Sovereign Serpent’s Dominion, bends fate itself. And Lucian? He has inherited a power so overwhelming that even his own family fears what he may become. But strength alone is not enough. In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, betrayals, and unseen wars, Lucian must outplay rivals, silence enemies, and carve his own throne in a world where the weak are devoured. Because the Valenciari do not beg. They do not bow. They collect their debts. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hey there, dear reader! So, let me tell you—I’ve been working on this story for over a year. That’s 365+ days of writing, rewriting, questioning my life choices, drinking way too much coffee, and staring at my screen like a mafia boss plotting world domination. Every single chapter has been edited, re-edited, and then edited again (because apparently, I enjoy suffering). But why? Because I love this world. I wanted to create something that feels alive—a world where power isn’t just about brute strength but about strategy, deception, and knowing exactly when to strike. And of course, a main character who’s not just strong but calculating, charismatic, and a little terrifying. So, if you’re here for mafia intrigue, deadly power struggles, and a protagonist who always plays the long game, you’re in the right place. Buckle up, because the Silver Serpent always collects his debts—and this story is just getting started. Enjoy, and thanks for reading! —Aaron_Arkwright

Han Sheng Li is the Crown Prince of the Great Han kingdom. Since the age of fourteen, he mostly went to the wars with his father, Han Wenji, the great emperor of the Han Kingdom. He's the most favored child of his father but, is the cruelest and ruthless among all of his seven half brothers. An-Ying Lili, who is known for her kindness and beauty, is the princess of Juyan City. She could not see her family die at the hands of Han Sheng Li so agreed with the marriage alliance which was put forward by the Emperor of Han. ~~~~ “I heard you are the kindest woman in the entire Han Kingdom but, it seems opposite to me. You want me to die!!” The Crown Prince astonishingly said, keeping his icy gaze intact on the woman on his bed. “Cruel people are not worthy of anyone’s kindness,” the Crown princess pronounced sternly. The crown prince chuckled. “Kindest is the one who whimpers in pain. Are you ready for undergoing that pain with this cruel man?” Crown prince asked, slightly tilting his head, and a smirk formed on his lips. Leaning closer to Ying Lili's ear, Sheng Li whispered, "Never expect love from this evil and cruel man. Feed this in your mind- 'You will never warm my bed.' Remember this memorable wedding night, my dear Crown Princess." ~~~~~~ Thanks to "LydiaF" for proofreading the chapters for me. Thanks to My CE for this amazing Title suggestion. The art is commissioned from lia.audelia. The book won WSA NOMINATION 2021, thanks to my lovely readers. The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram- @rayoflight_pcy

When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.

"You are my salvation and an answer to my cursed eyes." ------ In a world of vampires, werewolves, and witches, a girl is born to be the bride of the vicious and bloodthirsty 300-year-old immortal Vampire Prince. The man who could never be enticed by any ethereal beauty till now suddenly has shown interest in a woman with a curse whom everyone abandoned. Alora Wilson, the eldest daughter of a high-noble human family, is born with the curse of an old powerful witch. It is the curse that burns the person into ashes if the person looks directly into her eyes. A curse that forces her to wear the blindfold since the moment she was born in this world. When the kids of her age enjoyed every small moment of their lives, she couldn't. No one loves to befriend her. Even her own father and siblings despise her. One day Magnus Lukeson, the Vampire Prince, enters her life– The man whom the entire kingdom is scared of. A man with only foes and no friends. A man who ventures his territory at night to take the fresh blood out of humans irrespective of the age or gender to quench his thirst. ~~~~~ The blindfold cascaded off Alora's eyes and her enchanted blue eyes met with Magnus' blood-red eyes. "You have enchanting eyes, Alora," Magnus pronounced. No one ever said that to her. But no one could look into her eyes either. Only Magnus was the exception. The reason was still unknown to her. "Shall we begin the night?" Magnus asked for her permission. "Will His Highness give me love?" Alora asked. She was desperate to be loved. The feeling she could never get from her family and only heard in the words. "And how am I supposed to provide love to you?" Magnus queried since he was curious to know her thoughts. "Holding hands, hugging each other, sleeping together, and sharing thoughts. Isn't that how you shower love?" Alora innocently asked. Magnus ended up smiling to hear her explanation of love. He leaned down and kissed her lips, causing her to shiver from that sudden feeling. "This is the way I shower love," Magnus pronounced, gazing into Alora's charming blue eyes. ~~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

Their is a weird pleasure in loving someone, who doesn't love you.. Janette discovers her intuitions crashing down in front of her eyes when she arrives home from her graduation ceremony finding the people who raised her up aren't her real parents but a rich millionaire Robert and Julia Stark . Things get messier when her cousin claim her as his sister and Robert Stark forces her to marry Asher Norman the dangerously arrogant billionaire who wants nothing but an act of revenge from Stark.

"Sudzora wa naze… doro de waru ka?" ("Why do the streets always lead to blood?") *** I am Reisuke Fujiwara. The King of the Streets. The Oyabun. My name inspired fear. My words commanded respect. My fists were the law. But even I couldn't escape fate. "Truck-kun spares no one." Darkness. Pain. Silence. When I opened my eyes, some smug god was standing before me. He said my story wasn’t over. He said I had a second chance. ...But how the f*ck did I become the Crown Prince?! This soft? This kind? This weak?! Did that god seriously think I’d forget my code? That I’d become someone else? Not a damn chance. This new world is about to learn what it means to live by the Yakuza code. I was a Kumichō in my past life. And I’ll be a Kumichō in this one. Only this time, my clan... is an entire kingdom.

Born in exile, Pyrrhus of Epirus rises to reclaim his lost kingdom, proving himself a warrior as fierce as his ancestor, Achilles. From the battlefields of Greece to the war-torn lands of Italy, he wages war against powerful enemies, including Macedon, Rome, and shifting allies who betray him at every turn. As he builds an empire through blood and conquest, Pyrrhus seeks not just victory, but immortality—a place among the greatest legends of history. But war demands sacrifice. And the price of ambition is steep. Years after his father’s fall, Alexander II of Epirus is forced into exile, raised in a land of warriors. As a young king, he reclaims his throne and seeks to restore his father’s legacy. But he soon faces an even greater threat—Rome, an empire that will not bow to kings or gods. Outnumbered and surrounded by betrayal, Alexander must decide what kind of ruler he will be—one who fights for his people, or one who fights for history. As war consumes the land, his destiny unfolds in a battle that will determine not only his fate, but the fate of all who defy the rise of an empire.

Viktor was just a blacksmith—until the day he wasn’t. One moment, he was hammering molten steel, and the next, he found himself standing on a foreign cliffside, staring at a sky darkened by the wings of a dragon. A voice echoed in his mind, welcoming him to the Continental Strife—a battle where chosen must fight for survival, power, and dominance. Thrust into a world where levels dictate strength, hidden abilities awaken at every milestone, and monstrous beings lurk in the shadows, Viktor must uncover the rules of this deadly game. As the system reveals its cruel nature, Viktor realizes one truth: if he wants to survive, he must become a hunter before he becomes the hunted. And the first step? A new era has begun. The age of Strife is here. And for Viktor, the battle has only just started.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

A kingdom called vaelor is at the brink of losing its king, his son kaelen must face the trails of the veilwood,the storms of the obsidian spire to return the ashen crown, a crown made of dragon fire and magic but his cousin lord vaelin with some council of elders plan to take the throne and make lord vaelin its new ruler.The weight of the kingdom lies on the shoulders of the young prince and his associate lorien.

The Ascension Forge system revolves around seizing fragments of Primal Dominion, the raw forces of the universe that exist in the cracks of reality. These fragments are pieces of a once-whole Primordial Will, shattered during a long-forgotten cosmic war. By mastering these fragments, individuals can rise far beyond the mortal plane. The catch? Power isn’t handed out freely—you must earn your strength through Trials of Dominion, which are dangerous but not always fatal. Success means incredible power; failure means pain, setbacks, or temporary chaos, but not irrecoverable ruin.

***Together, they were like fire and ice.*** Damon pursued, ready to conquer while Alexander ran, trying so hard to remain cold and guarded. Alexander had thought guarding the sick crown prince was something so easy until he found himself cruelly yet so innocently tempted. ***excerpt*** "You will stay the hell away from me." Alexander threatened, his voice hard and tortured as he tried to recover from his emotional rollercoaster. "Oh really?" Damon drawled as he held up a wine glass to his lips, taking a sip as his eyes looked at the man that was standing quite a distance from him, ready to bolt. "Yes and I mean it your highness." Alexander replied and he watched the mischievous gleam that entered the prince's clear blue eyes that were quite a welcome compliment to his thick silver hair. "Alright." he relented and Alexander blinked, surprised but his relief lasted for seconds. "We will see how far you can run my honorable knight. Oh and just so you know, I love a good chase." Damon assured and it didn't take Alexander ages to know that he had close to no winning chance when it came to this one man. Oh yes, he was doomed...so sweetly doomed.... ... Hey guys, I have decided to try writing something new, a genre I haven't tried before but one that I find interesting enough to explore. This book is a romance BL novel and if you are one that likes the genre or loves to try new things, please don't hesitate to try out my new book. Also, feel free to check out my other novel... The heiress's revenge: A rise from the ashes. Thank you!

The Crown’s Ashes Elaris was born to rule, but betrayal stole her throne before she could even claim it. Left for dead by those she once trusted, she is forced into hiding, alone and powerless. But the throne is not just a seat of power—it is bound to an ancient spirit, one that whispers in the shadows, offering her strength at a dangerous cost. Determined to reclaim what is rightfully hers, Elaris trains under an old soldier, sharpening both her mind and her supernatural abilities. Along the way, she finds an unlikely ally in Malrik, a man as ruthless as he is enigmatic. Against her better judgment, she begins to trust him. To love him. But love is the cruelest weapon of all. Malrik’s betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, revealing a web of deception far greater than she ever imagined. With her heart shattered and the throne slipping further from her grasp, Elaris faces an impossible choice—submit to the throne spirit’s hunger for power or forge her own path, even if it means sacrificing the man she once loved. The throne demands blood. And Elaris must decide whose will be spilled.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”