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Little Dove Layla Frost

The Frosted King's Flame

“Where is Madam?“ Kael asked as he stepped into the house. “......“ He paused as he received no answer from the bulter. He slowly turned to asked the bulter as he asked again “ Where is the Madam” “Uhm... Sh... Sh... She went out...“ The bulter stuttered as he replied while trembling at the same time “What” He coldly asked “ She traveled again” “To where?“ “Coldwest City” °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Few moment later Seren entered into her apartment after coming back from a party. “Ughh.., why is it so dark” She grumble as she struggled to find the switch. After turning on the light, she went to the sitting room only to freeze. ..... “Ho..ney.., why are you here, no.. no.., how did you know that I'm here” She asked shocked, widening her eyes. “What did you think” Beyond and behold, Kael is sitting on the chair, looking pretty much relaxed and laid back. “You promised to always inform me whenever you want to travel but this time you actually break the promise” “What should I do to punish you” Kael stood up and asked, as he slowly walks towards her. “N..no.., I mean don't punish me” Will someone tell me what exactly is going is going on. Her plan was just to come to a party only for this night, have a few hours sleep and get on an early flight in the morning before her husband got home from work since he has called that he'll be busy that he won't be able to come home this night. Oh... My... God... Last time he punish me, I wasn't able to go to work for a whole week. No no no, I must find a way to espace this She thought as she tried and make an escape. But before she can move, her waist was firmly grasped in his hand. “No... I promise not to do ...“ Her lips has locked by a cold lip, sucking her away. Before she plead for forgiveness, it was too late. **************************************************** In a world of wealth, power, and ruthless ambition, Seren Delyth, a fiery heiress with a taste for rebellion, finds herself cornered by an impossible ultimatum from her father. To secure her independence and protect her family’s legacy, she must marry a man she’s never met—a man whose heart is as cold as his billion-dollar empire. Enter Kael Veyne, the calculating "Frost King" of the business world. For Kael, love is a liability, and marriage is nothing more than a necessary transaction to secure his grandfather’s approval and his empire’s future. A one-year contract, no strings attached. Simple, right? But when Seren crashes into his meticulously ordered life with her fiery spirit, colorful chaos, and sharp wit, Kael’s world begins to thaw in ways he never anticipated. Seren, in turn, finds herself both infuriated and intrigued by Kael’s icy demeanor and unexpected moments of tenderness. As sparks fly, secrets unravel. Seren's father, the enigmatic Magnus Delyth, has his own reasons for orchestrating the match—a strategy that goes far beyond a simple merger of fortunes. Meanwhile, lurking rivals, meddling friends, and the haunting shadows of Kael and Seren’s past threaten to tear their fragile bond apart. In a game of power, trust, and love, Kael and Seren must navigate a labyrinth of high-stakes deals and sizzling chemistry to discover whether their marriage of convenience can transform into something real. Can a cold billionaire and his fiery contract bride find forever in a union built on lies? Read to find more how the cold king got flamed by the fiercy queen.
Merrymercy · 1.9K Views

Frost-bound

In a world teetering on the edge of environmental collapse, brilliant scientist Dr. Eleanor Frost launches a desperate gambit: a groundbreaking cryogenic sleep experiment that might give humanity a second chance. Among the carefully selected volunteers is her stepdaughter, Seraphina, a perceptive young woman whose courage and intelligence make her the perfect candidate for this leap into the unknown. But what begins as a scientific endeavor takes a dark turn when Seraphina awakens decades later to find a world transformed by catastrophic climate engineering gone wrong. The landscape is locked in eternal winter, and a tyrannical queen rules with an iron fist, using a mysterious substance called Frostbane to maintain her power and immortality. As Seraphina navigates this harsh new reality, she discovers she's not alone. MIRRA, an advanced AI created by her stepmother, has evolved beyond its original programming and now exists as both guardian and guide. Joining forces with a band of rebels, each possessing unique skills and haunted by their own histories, Seraphina must unravel the truth behind her stepmother's disappearance, the queen's rise to power, and the connection between the cryogenic technology and the Frostbane that holds the land in its icy grip. But time is running out. Other cryogenic subjects remain in suspended animation, their lives hanging in the balance, while the queen's control grows stronger with each passing day. Seraphina must decide what future is worth fighting for—and what she's willing to sacrifice to achieve it.
DaoistyIQHly · 6K Views

Vicious Little Mission

Faerie has always been an outsider, growing up under the weight of her father’s imprisonment for a crime he didn’t commit. Raised by her single mother, she learned early on that trust is a luxury she couldn’t afford. For years, she sought solace in books, burying herself in her studies to escape the whispers of her father’s alleged crime. But beneath her quiet demeanor lies a steely determination for revenge—she won’t rest until she clears her father's name and brings down those who wronged her family. When a scholarship opportunity to Hera Academy arrives, the world’s most prestigious high school for the elite, crosses her path, Faerie seizes it. It's a chance to infiltrate the very society that turned its back on her family, and maybe, find the truth she’s been searching for. At Hera, status is everything, with students divided by tie colors—blue for scholarship students like Faerie, red for the wealthy, and silver for the ultra-rich. But Faerie’s focus is on one person: Felix Riether, the influential heir to a business empire and the son of her enemy. She knows that getting close to him could be the key to her plans. Yet, as they clash and sparks fly, Felix becomes more than just a target. He’s charming, powerful, and maddeningly intriguing—everything she should avoid. But the allure of forbidden romance is hard to resist, especially when the lines between revenge and desire start to blur. With secrets lurking in the shadows and the stakes higher than ever, Faerie must navigate a treacherous path at Hera Academy, where danger and passion collide. Will she stay true to her mission, or will Felix prove to be the distraction that unravels everything she’s worked for?
houdini · 16.3K Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 22.4K Views
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