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Queen Untouchable

"Their Queen, Their Captive"

Sophia's life was never hers to control. Born the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, she became a pawn in a game she didn’t agree to play. To solidify alliances, her father sealed her fate—marrying her off to not one, but three ruthless mafia leaders. Each man more dangerous than the last. For them, Sophia is a trophy—a prisoner they blame for their shattered lives and broken hearts. Her new husbands had to sacrifice everything, their former loves abandoned for power, leaving nothing but resentment and cruelty behind. Now, their shared home is a battleground, soaked in tension, hatred, and secrets. But Sophia isn’t just a pawn. She’s a spark ready to ignite. Beneath the scars, she harbors a silent rage—a plan to break free, to turn the tables on the men who claim to own her. Yet even amidst their toxic obsession and possessive cruelty, the lines between love, lust, and loathing blur. How far will Sophia go to reclaim her life? How long before her captors realize the woman they imprisoned is becoming their queen? In a world of blood, betrayal, and desire, who will be left standing when the game is over? Reverse Harem with a Dark Twist: One woman married to three mafia leaders, exploring toxic relationships and intense power struggles. Strong, Resilient Female Lead: Sophia evolves from victim to queen, reclaiming her power. High-Stakes Mafia World: Themes of revenge, betrayal, and survival drive the story’s tension. Blurred Morality: A provocative blend of obsession, hate, and forbidden desire that challenges traditional romance dynamics.
Secret_Girl_2121 · 17K Views

The Queen of Fyre

In the realm of Fyre Land, Princess Ignis grapples with a legacy overshadowed by her lack of elemental power, a vital attribute in her magical kingdom. Her father, King Pyrrhus, a formidable ruler fueled by flames, has long belittled her for this deficiency, subjecting her to mistreatment and neglect. Despite her hardships, Ignis harbors a fierce determination to alter her destiny. Her salvation appears in the form of Adrian, the enigmatic ruler of Aqua Land, where water reigns supreme. Ignis learns of Adrian's unparalleled power and envisions a path to reclaim her sovereignty. She confronts Adrian, presenting her proposal with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. She seeks not only his hand in marriage but also his alliance, aiming to wield his elemental prowess to ascend the throne of Fyre Land as its rightful queen. As Ignis and Adrian navigate the complexities of politics and power, they forge an unexpected bond, transcending their initial motives. Both must confront betrayals, intrigue, and the specter of war as they strive to unite their realms and defy the constraints of fate. Can Ignis reconcile her desire for power with her longing for love, or will she sacrifice one for the other? Who will emerge victorious and at what cost? "The Queen of Fyre" is a captivating tale of courage, ambition, and the enduring quest for self-determination. Against a backdrop of elemental magic and political intrigue, Princess Ignis and King Adrian navigate a perilous journey towards love and empowerment, igniting flames of change that will forever alter the fate of their kingdoms.
Ananya_A_ · 23.6K Views

His Untouched Devotion (BL)

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.
IJE_5 · 572 Views
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