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Goddess Slave

Goddess, Gatekeeper and the Dragon

"Magic, woven from the first breath of time, Love, fathomless as the midnight abyss, Friendship, a constellation of unwavering light, And rivalry, the inescapable hand of destiny's twist." Both were princesses, yet only one was known. Isabella and Stella—twins born to the mighty wizard king, Lawrence. While Stella, blessed with celestial magic, was adored and celebrated in the grand kingdom of Mythiopia, Isabella was but a whisper lost to time, a magical void abandoned in the human realm, her very existence forgotten by her people. Yet, in the human world, as an orphan, she found a home. She found Dylan—her unwavering constant, her solace. Both remained blissfully unaware of the fate woven for them millennia ago, of the destiny that loomed ever closer. Would Isabella ever find her way back to the magical realm? And if she did, would she even wish to stay? ------------ Calhoun, the eldest beast prince of Vandrad, yet the disgrace of the royal lineage. Born to the mighty Dragon King, yet devoid of a beast within him. His life had been a careful dance upon a battlefield, each step a measured response to the schemes of those who sought his downfall. He had long accepted his fate, learned to survive with what little was granted to him. But what happens when fate offers him something different—when, for once, he is given the freedom to be something more than a shadow? Will he finally understand himself, unravel the mysteries that bind him? Will he rise to his destined place in the grand design of fate? Will the beast within him awaken at last? Or will he remain forever the shunned prince, a legend written in sorrow?
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The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
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