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THE VILLAIN'S BRIDE

Selene was born into a world where fate is written in the stars—and hers was sealed long before she took her first breath. The queen of her dying kingdom struck a desperate deal with the ancient Moon Court, promising her unborn daughter in marriage to Azrael, the feared and immortal Moon King. For centuries, Azrael has ruled with an iron fist, his heart consumed by darkness, trapped in a curse that keeps him bound to the throne.On Selene’s eighteenth birthday, the curse awakens, and Azrael arrives to claim his bride. Cold, ruthless, and terrifying, he is everything Selene feared—and yet, there’s something more beneath the surface. His eyes, once filled with nothing but contempt, now reveal a flicker of something else. Something dangerous. Something human. Taken to the Moon Court, Selene is thrust into a world of magic, betrayal, and power struggles, where her very existence is the key to Azrael’s curse. The kingdom she’s bound to save may not be worth saving, and the man she’s promised to may be the very darkness that will destroy them both.But as the days pass, Azrael’s cruelty begins to crack, revealing a tortured soul beneath. Hatred turns to obsession, and obsession transforms into something neither of them expected: love. Yet, Selene knows she can’t trust him—no matter how much he changes, no matter how deeply her heart pulls her toward him. The prophecy says she will either break him… or destroy them both. In a world where love is as dangerous as the curse that binds them, Selene must decide if she will save Azrael from himself—or embrace the darkness that lies within them both.
Thunderstorm_67 · 170 Views

MY CUTE LITTLE WIFE IS A PSYCHO

"What do you want? " "You "I'm not something you can have." "I know but I still want you." "Why?" The question came almost immediately. There was a smile on his lips that sent jolts into Ava's heart. "There is no reason at all except that... you are mine." His smile turned even wider when he saw her subtle reaction. ----- "You.. are mine." "Wha.. who.. are you? " His grey eye stare at the dainty figure writhing under him. Her deep forest green eyes were clouded with lust and confusion and her chubby cheeks were tinged red. Her red lips were parted as her breath came out in laboured pants. "Relax little rose," His sexy chuckle echoed next to her ears. "you'll see me... soon." Then Ava woke up. Her green eyes narrowed on his smiling face that was oddly familiar with the mysterious guy from her sweet nightmare. ---- Ava Rose Lee is a mysterious figure to the world. They only hear about her but no one has ever seen her or what she looks like. After Ava 'left' the academy where she grew up trained to be a merciless and ruthless assassin, she decided to lay low and enjoy the rest of her days just lazing around. She made her secretary Rue Yang in charge of managing the whole conglomerate that she singlehandedly made, with help from Ava's grandfather, Lothaire Lee, an influencial and wealthy business man with an empire of his own. Her peaceful and lazy life was disrupted when Gavriel Luxston, another mysterious personna came in to her life with a marriage contract. His presence, his aura, his attitude, about him attracted her, eliciting an unknown emotion deep within her. His presence threatened her life as well as those around her. Despite Ava's resistance, Gavriel did not give up. ---- "Even if you hide in the deepest part of the darkness, I'd find you even if it means entering into the black hole. Where ever you go, I. would. find. you." ---- Will Gavriel be able to convince Ava that his love for her was real. Join Ava Rose and Gavriel Luxston in their journey of revenge, love, lust and betrayal. Please support me as this is my first novel. Your votes, comments and reviews will be helpful.
Lilninjacat18 · 56.7K Views

Static Bride

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.
Tannisaurus · 10.8K Views

The Barbarian’s Bride

Taken. Bound. Claimed. Vesaria was a lady of the south, refined, educated, untouchable. Until the night the rogue Northmen came. Stolen from her home, dragged across a frozen, unforgiving land, she is forced to wed the warlord who led the raid. Khan Azgar, the Black Wolf. A beast of a man, feared even among his own kind. But Vesaria refuses to break. She fights, she resists, she runs. And yet, no matter how far she goes, he always brings her back—stronger, faster, hungrier than before. He welcomes her fight, watches her struggle with a knowing, infuriating smirk. Every act of defiance only seems to amuse him, every escape attempt only tightens his hold. "You can seethe all you want," he murmurs, his breath hot against her ear. "But you are my wife now. And whether it’s tomorrow, next week, or moons from now..." His grip tightens, his voice dark with promise. "We both know exactly where you’ll end up—under me, gasping for more." How long must she endure this before her uncle’s men come for her? If they come at all. If there’s anything left of her to save. But hatred burns close to passion. And the more she fights him, the more she feels the heat in his gaze, the possessive weight of his touch, the undeniable pull of something dangerous and forbidden. "You think I don’t see it?" he taunts, pressing her against the furs. "The way your body betrays you, little rabbit? You fight me with every breath, and yet, you shudder so sweetly at my touch." She is his prisoner. His bride. And if she isn’t careful, she won’t just belong to him—she’ll want to.
QuillMistress · 3K Views

Midnight bride

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.”
Neph444 · 5.5K Views

The Reaper's Bride

According to myths, two people were connected by the red thread of fate. They were destined to meet regardless of time, place and circumstances. They say the Gods tied an invisible red string around the little finger of those who were soulmates and will one day marry each other. The thread may be stretched, twisted or knotted but it will never be broken. *********************************************** Death. A word that terrifies humans. The absence of life, an inevitable universal process that occurs in all living things. For Crystal Myers, his death was just around the corner. She was diagnosed with a congenital heart disease when she was a kid. Although her family was wealthy, the doctors said it cannot be cured even with surgery. Although she was a weird university graduate who had a doctorate degree in mythological studies and was obsessed with beliefs, legends, and unworldly beings, she just wanted to live her life to the fullest and was just waiting for her death. But everything changed when she met Dr. Allistair Cohen, a renowned Cardiothoracic Surgeon. He promised to cure her and that she could live a normal life again but in exchange, she had to marry him. She was hesitant, of course. But a new life with a stranger wasn't a bad idea to move on from Brad. EXCERPT: “Why am I still alive? And where am I?” “You’re in my house.” It was a man's voice, but because of the darkness invading the room, she couldn’t see who it was. “I died. My heart stopped beating. How am I alive?” She asked again. “I saved you. It was forbidden, but I had to.” The shadow shown by the moonlight confirmed that the voice was coming from the couch just a few steps away from the bed. “You saved me? How?” The figure stood up and slowly walked toward the light. Her eyes bawled seeing a hooded black skeleton holding a scythe in front of her. “Y-You’re the grim reaper!” She exclaimed. “So you know about me. I am Erebus, son of the Goddess of Death Mist, Achlys. I am here to collect your soul.” She thought it was just a dream, but looking at her husband, she realized that he was not just a regular doctor. Could she continue her life with the man who had a dark secret? Could she control her heart every time he touched her? Would she continue being his wife if she found out that she was being deceived? ************************************* Book cover is not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.
Pochette · 1.2K Views
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