Prudence Gown

As a kid, Grandma's stories were all about a lovesick maid and a prince, thwarted by a villain who never quit. But here I am, waking up in a princess gown that weighs a ton, with flaming red hair and eyes like bling-bling. Seriously, universe? Turns out, I'm Meredia Seraphine Valtoria, the forgettable princess of Dukedom Saltorra. The punchline? I'm already dead in this story, a ghostly cameo before it even starts! Thanks, fate. But no more Miss Nice Princess. Royalty? Nah. Impending doom? Not my scene. With the finesse of a startled squirrel, I'm hightailing it-from that pesky villain and this ridiculous plotline.

Fuir pour votre sécurité et s'inscrire dans une école remplie de psychopathes... pour être revendiqué par un prince alpha dérangé ? Ouais, vous seriez mieux mort. • . • La vie de Jules était parfaite jusqu'à ce que toute sa famille soit assassinée soudainement, lui étant le seul survivant. Un sauveur est intervenu parce qu'il était toujours en grand danger, ce qui a conduit Jules à adopter une nouvelle identité et à devenir une personne complètement différente du jour au lendemain— et à s'inscrire à Carnivals, une école prestigieuse pour garçons, réservée aux êtres surnaturels. À Carnivals, des monstres rôdent dans les couloirs sombres et les forts prédaient les faibles. Vous devenez soit un prédateur, soit une proie... et à en juger par l'allure de Jules— un garçon trop beau pour son bien, avec une carrure mince et petite, il était évident qu'il allait être dévoré vivant par les prédateurs. Voici Blaze, un loup qui fait frissonner l'échine de chaque prédateur de l'école, un Alpha incroyablement séduisant qui était aussi dangereux et dérangé que les rumeurs le prétendaient. Il jeta un coup d'œil à Jules et décida là, à ce moment-là, que Jules lui appartenait. *** Je reculais lentement, les yeux écarquillés alors que mon regard se fixait sur le sourire naissant au coin de ses lèvres. Blaze ne souriait jamais, et quand il le faisait, cela ne présageait rien de bon. Mon cœur s'accélérait alors que je reculais encore, le souffle coupé alors qu'il commençait à réduire la distance entre nous. En un rien de temps, mon dos était plaqué contre le mur froid et c'est alors que ça m'a frappé en plein cœur que j'étais acculé et piégé, comme une véritable proie... par nul autre que Blaze, alors que je pensais que ma vie ne pouvait pas être pire. Il me dominait sans effort, dégageant tant de dominance et je devais incliner la tête en arrière pour pouvoir rencontrer ses yeux sombres, et mon souffle s'est coupé lorsque nos regards se sont croisés. Il se pencha et mes yeux se fermèrent immédiatement alors que je retenais mon souffle, attendant qu'il frappe. J'avais entendu toutes les rumeurs horrifiantes et interminables à son sujet. C'était un Prince Alpha en présence duquel quelqu'un comme moi ne devrait jamais se trouver. Quand j'ai senti la pointe de son nez froid glisser sur la longueur de ma gorge, ma bouche s'est ouverte pour lâcher un gazouillis de surprise. Il aspira un long souffle audible et un frisson me parcourut l'échine alors que je devenais encore plus raide, la confusion obscurcissant mon esprit. Qu'est-ce qui se passait ? Pourquoi faisait-il cela soudainement ? Oh mon dieu... il était vraiment un alpha dérangé comme tout le monde le dit ! *** CE LIVRE EST CLASSÉ 18+ ! Il contient du contenu mature tel que : - Harcèlement. - Consommation de drogues. - Scènes explicites [beaucoup de ça.] - Violence. - Harem [pas entre les personnages principaux.] Alors... procédez avec prudence, vous êtes prévenu ! *Je ne possède pas les droits sur la couverture !

Present life Lily Rylan's life is turned into a nightmare when her stepmom, Viviana, calls her on phone on her wedding day, speaking with a hint of malice in her voice, tells her not to enter the wedding venue, instead instructing her to return home immediately. "Don't come to the wedding hall," her stepmother Viviana says, her words dripping with venom. This shocking command is just the beginning of a day filled with betrayal and heartbreak. As Lily arrives at the family manor, she pays the taxi driver, who immediately congratulates her, wishing "Lily a happy marriage." This makes Lily feel weird, and she quickly steps out of the taxi, raising her beautiful wedding gown. "Thank you," she says, smiling brightly, despite already feeling nervous. Walking from the gate, Lily's stunning wedding gown is on full display. The beautiful, big manor looms before her, complete with a fountain of water at its center. As she enters the manor's parlour, she's met with an elegant yet tense atmosphere. Her mother's picture is discarded in the least viewed spot - a secluded spot which is hardly seen in the parlour wall, while her stepmother's pictures are all over the walls, featuring her father intimately standing, holding her, and her stepsister, Liliana, by her side, smiling brightly. Lily still feels disgusted by them and immediately looks away, taking out her handkerchief and cleaning her eyes, as if she's seen something dirty. She's pulled from her thoughts by her stepmother walking down the staircase, followed by her father. "You called me home, stepmother Viviana? Is it anything serious?" Lily asks, her voice laced with concern. "How many times should I tell you to call her mother, but never mind for now," her father says, his voice firm but laced with a hint of annoyance. Her stepmother Viviana continues, beaming happily, "Your fiancé was drunk during your engagement after you left, saying you had something important to attend to. Now, we thought about it and finally want to tell you they were drugged and slept together. You don’t want your stepsister to be sad or give birth outside marriage, we won’t allow it. You have to allow her to marry him. No one knows how you currently look like now, so allow your sister to marry her husband."her father stated and continued his statement "He's the father of her unborn child, you have to understand," her stepmother immediately smiled brightly smirking at her happily. A sad smile is etched across Lily's face because they're only telling her this so she won't embarrass them by going to the wedding hall, which would be made impossible. Her father's eyes narrow, his voice cold. "You will do as we say, Lily. You will step aside and allow Liliana to marry Zayn." Lily's eyes flash with anger. "What if she has been with him for a long time, or even if he's not the father of the baby?" she spits, her voice venomous. Her stepsister, Liliana, smirks, and Lily retorts, "Her slutty mom gave birth to a slut like herself." This makes everyone gasp, and even the maids quickly escape from the family quarrel, not wanting to hear what would lead to their death. Lily's father immediately delivers a hard slap on her face, making his five fingers appear on her face. "You ungrateful wench," he growls angrily. Lily wipes the blood off, raises her head, and looks at her father scornfully. "You're just trying to cover up your own mistakes," she says, her voice cold. "You did the same thing, that's why you feel it's normal, right?" She says mockingly. Her father is about to hit her again when Liliana steps forward, saying, "Dad, no, don’t hit her again. I can understand how hurt she feels." lily and her husband moments shush I don’t want others to hear this sweet sound from you my white rose do you know how surprised I am you are finally mine lily this made lily shudder not with fear but in a sweet way coz his look said it all

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Prudence Marvel, the firstborn of the Lane Marvel clan and second-in-command of the mafia enterprise, is on the verge of assuming a new role within the Lane Marvel crime syndicate. However, just as the moment approached, an unexpected turn of events exposed her vulnerability, leading to her loss of position due to the passing of her father, the boss. The family endures a significant loss, and a new leader emerges, someone who dismisses her family's legacy. Prudence conducts an inquiry and uncovers that the murderer of her father is, predictably, the self-proclaimed new mafia boss. Her adversary, Vixen Joe. She swears an oath and embarks on a quest to avenge her father's death and reclaim what was rightfully hers. However, her journey ends in failure and ultimately leads to her demise. A shameful end finds her on her knees before her sworn enemy. This man not only murdered her father and stripped her of everything she cherished but also caused her own bloodshed. Though her life ends, her spirit receives a second opportunity for vengeance. Her soul is reborn in the body of Enim Zoon. However, this opportunity seemed undeserving. Why? The body she inhabits belongs to the mistress of the man she considers her sworn enemy. How could she achieve her goal when she wasn't only placed in the body of his mistress, but also faced the revelation that Vixen wasn't the true villain behind her downfall? Instead, it was someone else entirely. The individual with the silver mask. Was she truly granted just 61 days left to exist on Earth? How might she fulfill her mission once more? Could this reincarnation foster a fresh bond between her and Vixen? Will her animosity persist, or will her affection endure? Despite being in a new body, can she uncover the secrets that were hidden from her? Vixen Joe, a devoted follower of Prudence's father, ultimately rises to prominence, assuming the role of the Mafia world's king. However, after his master's death, his regime begins to falter, and he is soon accused of the murder. Unaware of the circumstances surrounding the death, he finds himself manipulated by an enigmatic figure who possesses his deepest secret and holds him responsible for his master's demise. To cope with the overwhelming anguish, he seeks solace in a new mistress, hoping she might ease his suffering. Unexpectedly, this new mistress offers him an unfamiliar experience, distinct from those of his past companions. What made her so unique? For some reason, he couldn't quite grasp why she intrigued him yet also seemed a bit more troubling than he anticipated. Now, he must uncover the reality of who this mysterious woman truly is.

[A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance] "Wherever there are shadows, there has to be a light" ~ Seraphina Winters, the Mafia Queen of the 21st century, dies at the age of 28 in an assassination attempt and finds herself facing the trial that will decide her place in the afterlife, i.e. - heaven or hell. However, a weird situation occurs when her bad deeds turn out to be equal to her good deeds performed during her mortal life. To solve the situation, the Council of Afterlife offers her a chance to increase her good deeds and secure her place in heaven. As for the offer - marry the Shadow Lords and revive the cursed land of Shadow City. The council even offers her their newly created system to help her with the impossible task. Dressed in an all-black wedding gown, Seraphina finds herself outside a haunted castle in the depths of a haunted city. From here begins Seraphina's journey of handling her four very hot but dangerous husbands while bringing a very dead city back to life with the help of the system. ----- For more updates about the story, follow me on Instagram: @nightsummer20 ******* Disclaimer: The book cover is mine.

Réincarné pour découvrir deux beautés reposant sur ses genoux, Jake découvrit qu'il était un Baron Démon sans lignée. Exilé de l'Enfer vers le monde des humains, Jake fut laissé avec un petit donjon et ses deux serviteurs, avec presque aucun monstre sous ses ordres. Juste au moment où il pensait que les choses n'étaient pas bonnes pour lui, il entendit soudainement une voix féminine dans sa tête. [Ding! Bienvenue hôte dans Le Système du Péché.] [Veuillez faire tourner la Roulette du Pécheur pour déverrouiller votre premier Sin.] « C'est... » Alors que Jake touchait instinctivement le disque sombre apparu devant ses yeux, le disque se mit à tourner et s'arrêta cinq secondes plus tard. Il entendit à nouveau la voix du système. [Ding! Félicitations, vous avez déverrouillé le Péché de Luxure.] — — — Tags supplémentaires : Mc mauvais - Mc intelligent - Mc effronté - Mc fourbe - Pornographie - Pas de Yuri - Pas de NTR - Mais contient du Netori - Loli légal - Succube - Elfe - Ange - Vampire - Filles chat - Filles dragon - Filles renard - Filles monstre - Esclaves - Milf - Princesse - Belle - YANDERE - Seinen - Mature - R18 - 18 - Histoires de sexe - Bestialité - Hentai - NSFW - Grossesse - Inceste - Jeux de domination - Contrôle des émotions - Manipulation de lignée - Corruption des personnages vertueux - Péchés - Gore - Transmigration - Mana - Diable - Démon - Nécromancien - Mort - Donjon - Évolution — ー ー Avertissement : Veuillez lire ceci avec prudence. En tant qu'auteur, je vous recommande de NE PAS montrer ceci à vos enfants. Si vous avez le cœur sensible, n'ouvrez pas ce livre.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

In the enchanting kingdom of Eldoria, where starlit skies kissed the earth and magic danced in the air, there lived a young woman named Ella. Known to most as Cinderella, her days were filled with chores and solitude, her nights spent dreaming of a life beyond her stepmother's oppressive grasp. One fateful evening, while tending to her garden, Ella discovered a hidden glade where wildflowers bloomed with an otherworldly glow. Drawn in by the ethereal beauty, she stumbled upon an ancient, shimmering well. As she gazed into its depths, a voice whispered to her, "Awaken the heart that lies dormant." Intrigued, Ella leaned closer and made a wish—a wish for courage, for love, and for a life where she could be truly herself. The well responded with a gentle ripple, and in that moment, the air around her shimmered with magic. She felt a warmth envelop her, igniting a spark within her heart that she had long forgotten. The next day, preparations for the royal ball swept through the kingdom. Ella’s heart raced at the thought of attending, but her stepmother firmly forbade it. Disheartened yet determined, she returned to the glade, hoping for guidance. There, she met a mysterious stranger named Leo, a dashing prince in disguise, who had ventured into the woods to escape the burdens of royal expectation. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, Ella felt a connection that transcended words. Leo revealed his desire to find true love, someone who saw beyond the crown. Inspired by their shared dreams, Ella confided her wishes and fears. With each passing moment, their bond deepened, igniting a romance that felt as old as time itself. With Leo’s encouragement, Ella crafted a plan. Using the magic of the well, she transformed her rags into a breathtaking gown and a pair of delicate glass slippers. That night, under a canopy of stars, she stepped into the ballroom, where Leo awaited her arrival. As they danced, the world around them faded away. In that moment, Ella realized that she had awakened not just to love, but to her own strength and spirit. The clock struck midnight, and as she fled the ball, Leo’s heart raced with a newfound determination to find her again. Cinderella's awakening was not just a tale of transformation; it was the beginning of a love story that would change the kingdom forever.

"No, I'm not. Can we go to the celebration hall?" "No, we can't. If the Alpha sees us there, we are doomed," I tried to explain to my wolf. "Please, Ava, just a look and we will be back." "Can we not go? We can use this opportunity to run away," I asked in a pleading tone, but she didn't respond and just retreated back to my head. I sighed and considered running into the woods, but I shook my head against it and went down the path that leads to the pack house. "Thank you, Ava," my wolf whispered, and I nodded.Despite the chaos in my heart over going to the pack house, I made the effort for my wolf. She was broken, and I couldn't bear to hurt her feelings, especially since this was the first thing she had asked of me. Upon arriving at the pack house, I was astonished by its beauty. The ladies were adorned in stunning gowns, and the men looked dapper in formal attire. I was impressed and found myself excited to explore. "See, isn't it fun?" my wolf remarked. "Yeah, sure," I replied eagerly, wandering around instead of hiding. "Ouch," I bumped into someone and fell. The room fell silent, and as I looked up, I met the angry face of Alpha Maximus Darkwood. My face paled, realizing this could be my last day.

"Adrian, where's my gown?" Mia asked with tension in her voice. She couldn’t believe Adrian was still sitting calmly among the guests, seemingly unbothered and hadn’t even changed yet. "Mia," Adrian looked at her with slight confusion. "What dress?" "Are you kidding me?" Mia raised her voice. "My wedding dress!" Adrian was dumbfounded, his mind trying to process her words. Today was Thanksgiving and his entire family was gathered in their home. From the corner of the room, he could clearly see their teenage son laughing and bickering with his cousins. "Mia!" Adrian said again, he stood up and looked at her closely. "Why are you even here?" Mia snapped. "Everyone is waiting already. Where-is-my-dress?" Adrian’s chest tightened as he finally realized Mia was dead serious. This wasn’t Thanksgiving for her. It was their wedding day. That was the day Adrian first realized something was happening to his wife. ⊱ — ⊰ Within 15 years, through the hundreds of "reversed times" that hit Mia, each day still managed to hold new surprises. Yet Adrian’s love for her never faltered. As the Alzheimer’s worsened, Adrian found himself facing pieces of her traumatic youth and childhood. Including the moments when she misrecognized him as her ex-fiance, Diego.

[MATURE] "You belong to only me, Forever Mine" It was a great mistake for Prudence to have agreed to attend a high-status party at her friend's place. Maybe the bigger mistake was agreeing to that dance, or maybe that wine she threw on one of His men. But he did not care about his gang member. His red eyes shone with desire. The desire to make this girl his. The possession of her very soul. [The story is set in the 1890s] [Mature content warning] ——- The cover credits belong to the respective owner, no wishes for copyright defragmentation.

That night, Her dream was going to get fulfilled. She was about to recieve the Best Actress Award but... Her car crashed on the way, the satin gown wrapped around her body became red. Blood was dripping from her head to all the way down to her body and everything blurred around her... She woke up but she was not her anymore. She looked around but saw nothing but unfamiliarity. The door of the room opened and a man with his tall legs walked in . As he walked towards the bed she was lying down , his pierced gaze from the dark blue eyes fell upon her as he spoke with a straight face, “Hi, Miss Fianceê.” _______________ Yan Shu,one of the best actresses of Country A actually entered the industry to fulfill her mother's last wish. After eight years when she was about to achieve it and finally get her freedom her life turned to a new page. Her body became a living corpse overnight where her soul took over a girl's body, Su Mo Jiaran. With the new identity, she aspired for the freedom she couldn't get in her previous life but realized it was also impossible with the new her since she's already tied with the President Si Junyan. After much ups and downs, when love starts to bloom between them, her body starts to recover. Will her soul be back to her previous body? Will he love her after knowing her real identity? PS : Cover is taken from pinterest. Credits to the rightful owner.

When she woke up as Lady Claudia Barberini—the tragic cannon fodder villainess fated to die at the hands of a manipulative villain—she vowed to avoid the plot at all costs. Her new goal? Live the high life, bask in endless luxury, and steer clear of danger. But who knew escaping one villain would draw the attention of a whole host of others—each more dangerous and complicated than the last? To make matters worse, her mind-reading ability isn’t as helpful as it sounds. Sure, she can hear everyone's thoughts—but when it comes to matters of the heart, one mind remains frustratingly silent. As sinister schemes pile up like unpaid debts and powerful figures start vying for her attention like she’s the last cupcake at a royal banquet, Claudia wonders if her so-called "new life" is secretly a cosmic joke. She’s just trying to avoid getting killed—and keep her closet stocked with the finest silks while she's at it. Can she outwit the plot, flip it and save the one person she actually cares about? Or will she end up as the tragic side villainess of a story she was supposed to dodge, all while wearing an admittedly fabulous gown?

It was a stormy night rain was pouring down heavily a little maiden was running wildly and trying save herself from some people, her white gown was torn apart from the bottom and it was all soak she had fallen on some rocks but she managed to get up in time and continue running,what do you will happen next, who are these people she was running from, who will be her saviour?

He is a doctor who specializes in helping to heal wounded people, keeping his oath close to his heart and mind, until he has met her. A broken woman with a broken soul and yet the most beautiful one his eyes have ever laid upon. She has awakened something inside of him that he does not know existed—obsession, possession, and manipulation. He has never wanted anything or anyone ever before the way he wants her. A doctor who has promised to save as much lives as he can, not until a threat to their relationship arrives, then he will hide away his wings and color the white gown that hangs around his body with deep red.

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WARNING: DARK ROMANCE, MATURE The judge's lips curved into a thin, wicked smile as her gaze locked onto Asher. She stepped forward, her black lace gown trailing behind her like a dark, flowing shadow. Beneath the mask that obscured her eyes, something cold and knowing gleamed—a predator sizing up its prey. Asher’s pulse quickened. He hadn’t expected this. No one had. From his seat, Mr. Evergland studied the scene with careful detachment, one hand resting casually on the arm of his throne-like chair. The room was tense, a ripple of hushed murmurs passing through the vampire assembly. Some watched with fascination. Others with growing unease. A few even looked outright afraid. The judge’s voice shattered the silence, calm but laced with a chilling authority. "You’ve made your choice," she said, each word deliberate. "You want to challenge this union, to save your sister... but you offer yourself as the prize. Very well. Let’s make it official." Asher froze, his breath caught in his chest. Official. The word settled over him like an iron weight, suffocating the air in the room. He had walked into this with no plan, no backup—but now it was too late to back down. The judge raised her hand, and the crowd fell into stunned silence. Her voice rang out again, carrying a finality that reverberated through the cold marble walls. "Tonight, Asher of the Kapella family," she declared, her tone unwavering, "you will not only interrupt our ceremony—you will replace it. We will honor the bond you’ve offered, and in doing so, I will bind you to me." A collective gasp swept through the room. Eyes flicked nervously between Asher and the judge. He could feel the weight of every gaze, but his own mind was spinning. This can’t be happening. This wasn’t part of the plan. "What do you mean?" he stammered, panic creeping into his voice. He had thought he was making a stand, but now it felt like the ground was slipping out from under him. "I... I didn’t mean—" The judge’s smile deepened, cruel and sharp. She tilted her head, as if savoring his discomfort. "Did you really think there would be no consequences?" she asked, her voice silk over steel. "You’ve disrupted our world, Asher. You’ve made your offer, and now... you’ll fulfill it. In the most fitting way." ______ In the desolate world of Rakan, the Evergland Clan reigns supreme as the most powerful royal vampire family. In a bid to secure an alliance, they seek a marriage candidate for their son and turn to the most coveted human family in the land, the Kapellas, who, despite their status, live in poverty and misfortune. This human family consists of a widowed mother, an eldest daughter, and two sons: the youngest son, who is mute, and the eldest son, Asher, who is terminally ill. The Evergland Clan arranges a grand dinner and ball to unite the families. Though the eldest daughter, the family’s pillar of strength, has already found love with another human, she is nonetheless chosen to marry the vampire heir. Bound by duty but conflicted by her heart, she is set to fulfill the Evergland Clan’s wishes. During the proceedings, Asher, determined to protect his sister from a loveless union, takes a bold step. He interrupts the wedding and takes over, giving himself up to a mysterious women. Unaware of the consequences this declaration will bring, Asher unknowingly opens the door to a fate far darker than he could have anticipated.

One night, in the bustling urban streets of Kyoto, Sato, a weary businessman, trudged along in his usual formal attire. Consumed by a life defined solely by work and sleep, he found himself at a crossroads of despair. Years of relentless dedication to his career had left him without the simple joys of life: the freedom to eat and drink as he pleased, the chance to enjoy his passions, or even the warmth of a family. He realized that in his pursuit of success, he'd forgotten what it meant to truly live. In a desperate attempt to escape his overwhelming thoughts, Sato drowned his sorrows in a nearby bar, drinking away the emptiness that filled him. As the night wore on, he stumbled out into the streets, barely able to keep his balance. But fate had other plans. Drunk and disoriented, Sato was struck by a speeding truck and fell into darkness. When he awoke, he found himself in a vast, empty void—surrounded by nothingness. Before him appeared a radiant figure: a woman dressed in a glowing, ethereal gown. With serene grace, she spoke, revealing that Sato’s life was not yet over. He had been granted an extraordinary second chance—a chance to be reincarnated in another world, where he could finally live the life he'd always dreamed of, free from the confines of his former existence. Reborn as a baby named Souta Laurent, he now finds himself in a new world, far from the world of workaholic ambition. His parents are simple, ordinary citizens, living humbly in this unfamiliar realm. But as Souta grows, a question begins to linger in his mind: What does it truly mean to be a civilian in a world so different from the one he once knew?

Sophia Grant lands a prestigious job as the personal secretary to Damian Blackwood, the billionaire CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. Known for his cold demeanor and unapproachable personality, Damian initially keeps Sophia at arm's length. However, her intelligence, wit, and determination start breaking through his icy exterior. Sophia soon realizes that working for Damian isn't just about scheduling meetings and managing his demanding workload. She becomes entangled in the high-stakes world of corporate intrigue, where hostile takeovers and family feuds are the norm. Damian is battling a secret family conflict, with his estranged sister Elena plotting to take control of the company as revenge for past wrongs. As Sophia supports Damian through the chaos, sparks begin to fly between them. Their growing attraction is undeniable, but both are wary—Sophia fears being just another name on Damian’s list of fleeting flings, while Damian struggles with trust issues rooted in his troubled past. To complicate matters, James Carter, Sophia’s childhood friend and confidant, confesses his love for her. Torn between her growing feelings for Damian and the comfort of James's steady devotion, Sophia must make a choice. When Elena’s schemes escalate, Sophia uncovers a shocking secret about Damian’s rise to power—one that could destroy both their relationship and the company. Sophia must decide whether to stand by Damian and risk everything or walk away to protect her integrity.

A girl had been locked away in a basement, her condition dire. Her wrists were tied with ropes, and her face reflected fear and exhaustion. Four men stood in the room, mocking her pain with twisted enjoyment. One of them laughed and said, “Don’t bother trying to escape, it’s impossible for you to get out of here.” Another added, “Let’s go outside for a smoke, leave her here to rot. We’ll be back in a while.” Laughing, the four men left the basement, shutting the door behind them. The girl quickly composed herself, determined to free herself from the ropes. After several moments of struggle, she finally loosened the bonds. Her hands and legs were badly bruised, but she ignored the pain and pushed forward. She slipped out of the basement and ran into the dark alley. Her torn gown fluttered in the cold night air, and her loose hair flew wildly behind her as she sprinted, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Despite the pain and fatigue, she didn’t stop. Silence surrounded her, except for the sound of her footsteps echoing in the night. Her body ached, but she kept going, her steps growing more desperate with every passing second. Eventually, she found herself at the edge of a dense forest. Through her blurred vision, she saw a river flowing ahead. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes as she stumbled towards it. Kneeling by the water, she tried to drink, her hands shaking. But before she could take more than a few sips, her strength gave out, and she collapsed unconscious by the riverbank. Outside Mumbai – Edge of the Forest On the edge of this forest stood a grand cottage, owned by Abir Rajvansh. Abir Rajvansh – 30 years old, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, with sharp features, a wheatish complexion, and a dark, commanding aura. On the surface, Abir appeared as a successful businessman, but deep down, his life was a storm of secrets. Cold and ruthless, Abir viewed the world as nothing more than a game to be played. His eyes always reflected a hidden hatred and anger, emotions he had buried deep within. The Personality of Abir Rajvansh Abir’s calm exterior hid a mind constantly at war. His past cast long shadows over his soul, making him indifferent to the emotions of others. To him, people were mere pawns, and those who dared to challenge him often found their lives reduced to ashes. He had never tasted defeat and knew how to erase his enemies in silence, leaving no trace behind. Abir had come to his cottage with a group of friends to celebrate his birthday. But their celebration was interrupted when one of his friends, who had gone near the river, discovered the unconscious girl lying there. Abir was informed immediately. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, “A girl? Out here, in this wilderness?” Questions filled his mind, but he knew something unusual was at play. When Abir saw the girl lying there, her lifeless face and disheveled state, he couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment. There was a strange restlessness in his gaze that he didn’t quite understand. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to carry her inside the cottage. Now, the question loomed—who was this girl, and how had she ended up here? Abir was eager to uncover the truth, but something else stirred in his heart—an unfamiliar emotion that he couldn’t quite place.

“Show me euphoria or let your happiness die!” Jacob Kyler whispers near Rosalia's ear making her disgusted and shocked. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosalia is caught between the two biggest rivals after they both fall for her. Henry Anderson and Rosalia love each other, but a problem arises when Jacob Kyler, a ruthless man, claims her as his girl. The rivalry between Henry and Jacob is long-standing, and their competition becomes more intense over her. Rosalia goes on a date with Henry, where he proposes marriage, which she gladly accepts. To ensure that Jacob cannot interfere, they arrange their marriage in a different city, beyond his reach. Everything is going smoothly until one midnight Jacob Kyler shows up in her room and proposes her a condition. To maintain everything she has to come to a term with him and accept his term. Henry and Rosalia happily plan everything for their wedding, and finally, the big day arrives. With a sigh of relief, they proceed with the ceremony. Finally, the most anticipated day for Rosalia and Henry has arrived. Wearing her beautiful white wedding gown, she arrives at the hall, bringing joy to Henry’s heart. His heart races as he sees the love of his life standing in front of him. They finally embrace each other. With slow steps, she makes her way to him, and they stand face to face. A shy smile forms in the corner of her lips upon seeing him smile while looking at her. After reciting the vows, the pastor asks him, “Henry Anderson, do you take Rosalia Moore as your lawful wife?” “No, he doesn’t!” The guests in the hall are agitated as they hear a girl’s voice that has floated from the dead end of the hall.

In the vibrant city of melody and dreams, Eva, born into a middle-class family, finds herself on the precipice of a life-changing event—her imminent wedding to the man of her dreams, Leo. The air is filled with excitement and the promise of forever as she undergoes wedding fittings after a joyous dance practice with Leo, her fiancé. However, destiny takes a cruel turn as Eva stands at the end of the corridor, adorned in her wedding gown, only to realize that Leo is nowhere to be found. The joyous bells of celebration transform into echoes of abandonment, leaving Eva shattered and questioning why the love of her life chose to vanish on their special day. Amidst the anger, disappointment, and shame that envelop her parents, Eva finds herself thrust into an unexpected courtroom with a man she barely knows, Jayden Wills. Faced with societal pressures and the urgency to secure her sisters' future, Eva is forced into a hasty marriage with Jayden, a man whose family sees her merely as a means to an end. The Wills penthouse becomes her new reality, and the warmth of the grandmother's smiles masks a darker agenda as Eva discovers herself drugged, entangled in a web of desires to bear a grandchild. The shock of her situation and the realization that Jayden is already married cast Eva into a tumultuous sea of emotions. Determined to maintain her distance, she stays confined to her room, navigating the complexities of her newfound family. Jayden, preoccupied with business trips and his first wife, Susan, tries to ignore the inexplicable pull he feels towards Eva. Yet, as they spend time together, the magnetic connection between them intensifies, leaving Jayden grappling with unfamiliar emotions. A few weeks later, the shocking revelation of Eva's pregnancy further complicates the dynamics of their unconventional marriage. Jayden, who had longed for a child with Susan, now faces the prospect of fatherhood with Eva. Meanwhile, Eva's mother, desperate to mend the broken bond between Eva and Leo, reaches out to him. In a surprising turn of events, Leo returns, reopening old wounds and memories for Eva. As Eva continues to pursue her music and dance career, Leo's reappearance brings both joy and turmoil. Eva finds herself torn between her past with Leo and the unexpected love growing within her for Jayden, the father of her children. The twins turn one, and Jayden suddenly reappears at Eva's doorstep after an unexplained absence. The once-distant Jayden is now a changed man, expressing an urgent desire for Eva and a love that transcends the superficial expectations of their unconventional marriage. As their relationship deepens, shocking revelations unfold. Susan, Jayden's first wife, is exposed as a fraud who had been mothering another man's children outside their marriage. In an attempt to make amends, Jayden plans a surprise wedding for Eva, sealing their love and commitment to each other. The couple, having overcome the trials of betrayal and unexpected love, embark on a new chapter, vowing to create a happily ever after.

Althea stood at the doorway of the bridal suite, her heart heavy with a weight she couldn't shake. The dress lay on the bed, pristine and untouched, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost. It wasn't supposed to be her walking down the aisle, pledging herself to a man she barely knew. But here she was, forced to step into her sister's place. Her sister's choice to leave had devastated her. She had rejected a life that demanded sacrifice and duty, choosing freedom over family. And Althea, for all her anger and confusion, was left with no choice but to save the family's reputation. She had to wear the dress, say the vows, and marry a man she didn't love. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the veil, staring at her reflection. She looked perfect-beautiful, poised-but she didn't feel that way. She felt like a shadow, a replacement for the woman who should've been here. The weight of the gown suffocated her as she prepared to step into a life that wasn't hers to claim. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to marry him. But with every step she took toward the chapel, the reality set in. There was no turning back. And there, at the altar, stood Elijah. His eyes locked on hers as she approached, his gaze intense, unreadable. A faint smile curved his lips, one she couldn't quite decipher, but there was something in it that made her blood run cold. Satisfaction. He looked at her as if she were an object, something to be claimed. With each step, his smile deepened, pleased with what was walking toward him. He wasn't looking at her as a woman to be loved. He was looking at her as a prize, something that had finally fallen into his grasp. Althea's throat tightened. She couldn't turn back now, not with everyone watching. As she reached the altar, she realized the vows she was about to speak weren't hers to make. They had been written for her sister, and now she would speak them, to a man who had claimed her sister's life and was now claiming hers by default.

Ava is rebirth, rebirth as a vicious girl in a novel she'd read. In the original book, Aaden,the boss of the world's top fashion and luxury goods group proposed to break off the engagement to his fiancee Avery, after meeting the heroine Bella. Avery received a huge sum of money as compensation, but she was still depressed for the rest of her life. But now，Ava rebirth as Avery. Ava:"You don't have to serve your husband, but can still get such a big amount money. Is there such a perfect thing?" Ava came from last age, before she entered the book and reborn as Avery, she want to be a fashion blogger. So she proposed that in addition to sharing the money, she would also be allowed to lend the jewelry, clothes and bags collected by Aaden's family indefinitely. Aaden agreed, but did not break off the engagement.Later, Ava posted outfits on INS and YT: a dress with white shoes, a coat with a sweatshirt and sneakers. In this ancient novel about the popularity of tight skirts and high heels, she quickly became popular! With her gemstone crown, imperial green emerald, and handmade high-end vintage evening gown, she was featured on the first cover of "TOP" magazine, nominating the mysterious fashion blogger that major blue-blood brands most want to cooperate with! The fashion and luxury goods empire headed by Aaden is the second oldest in this book. Aaden dreams of becoming top one. At the wedding break-up scene, his fiancee thought after seeing the next season’s key products:"Is it ten centimeters to hate the sky? If you wear this in the last days, you will die in three steps."Aaden: This marriage is irrevocable. The original person Avery drugged Aaden and Aaden used this as a threat to force Ava to live with him. From then on, Aaden, an arrogant and conceited boss changed his style and turned into a follower who was obsessed with eavesdropping on his fiancee. Aaden not only took out his black leather book at any time, but also took notes carefully and nodded frequently. He often asked "without shame": "What is French style? Old money style? Quiet luxury style?..." As the heroine of the original book, Bella is the most unique existence compared to the male protagonist Ava. Her appearance is a beam of light, illuminating the originally "meaningless" life of the ascetic workaholic... Bella, who had foreseen the plot, waited for the original book heroine Avery to be divorced by Aaden's family. She waited and waited until the hot search: # Top luxury brand young tycoon secret meeting new internet celebrity#, #AN President Aaden once said that his fiancee is the only one in his life#...

In the mysterious world of Zephyra, every individual awakens a unique trait at the age of 15. For an orphaned boy, this rite of passage reveals a rare dual trait—a phenomenon seen only once in a million. However, his traits, Pride and Prudence, are dismissed as worthless by those around him. Plunged into sadness, the boy inadvertently activates his traits, discovering they hold far more power and mystery than anyone imagined. Follow his journey as he delves into the depths of his abilities, unearthing secrets and redefining his place in a world that had written him off. "Arbiter of Sins and Virtues" chronicles his path of self-discovery, resilience, and the unfolding enigma of his dual traits.

Emily had taken off her gown, and was bare before Charles. No piece of clothing was seen on her. "My family moved to a place I do not know." Her voice was faint, and it was almost like a whisper as she moved closer to him. He took a step backward, but his eyes went all over her body. "I want us to break the mate bond we have together." Her hands touched his chest. "It's important for me to break the bond." To him, breaking the mate bond wasn't the issue. The issue was in the method she wanted to use in breaking the bond. Of course he would have gone ahead with it as his eyes were too busy outlining her body. He was simply putting up an hesitation just so he wouldn't seem cheap to her. She poured a can of oil on her body, rubbing it all over her breasts, and down to the line between her legs. "Do we really need sex for this?" His curiosity led him to ask. "Yes." She nodded multiple times, sniffing him. "It's a different process of rejection." ******************************************** Emily could never count herself as a normal werewolf all because her inner wolf, who called herself Katie, had a consciousness that could make her exist alone. Katie was able to touch, and co-exist physically with her. One of Emily's major flaws was her inability to find a mate even after surpassing the normal mate finding age of eighteen to twenty four. Later on, she found Charles as her mate, but there was still an issue. Charles was already the mate to Raguel, the alpha of their pack, making it a bizarre occurrence between him and Emily. For that, he had left the pack, leaving her and Raguel behind. It was complicated that Charles and Emily's family weren't in the same world as her, and she needed to find them. Her dream had revealed him to have killed her mother, and her aim of getting revenge had to be through sex. How was she going to do that? Katie found a different mate for herself, and it was also the same day Emily finally found a mate. How were they going to adapt to these changes? Was Katie no longer part of her? Or could her rejection of Charles be the issue?

Waves of crime were washing the shores of Kenosha by Lake Michigan. Could the police solve the crimes before the next person got hurt? Teressa LeRoy, a young worker at Kenosha Public Library used to rescue street children on her own time. She went missing on the gala night from her workplace and Detective Nathan Adams was assigned the case to find her. One afternoon the gown that Teressa wore on the gala night was found hung on a bookshelf of the library. On another evening, some of the children saw a ghost in the library. One morning, a mangled body appeared in the Library Park and Detective Adams became more involved with the rescued children and their past. Could the Kenosha Police Department save the life of Teressa LeRoy? Little Abode for Children is a first paced crime thriller occurring in a small town of the United States which has made to #9 in the best seller list of One-Hour Teen & Young Adult Short Reads on Amazon Kindle. If you like complex dark mystery and patient systematic police procedures then you will find Little Abode for Children, the book #1 in the American Small Town Mysteries Series, an entertaining short read novel. Buy NOW to step into a web of mystery and romance.

With each mile that he passed with his car his anger turned from fury to a blinding fire to a pitch black pit of chaos. And yet the pitch black chaos was too small a word as further ahead he went, until there he stood in front of ‘Manerium Somniorum’ The manor of dreams. Standing at the gates his anger dissipated to a form of fear and melancholy. Christian knew it like he knew the back of his hand that these emotions were his. Whatever he was feeling was an aftermath of what the manor was listening in on. The walls were screaming the story that unfolded between their bricks as the windows tried to leap open, over powered by the yearning need for some kind of a void. An escape from what unfolded. The gate of the manor seemed barred from reality. Acutely preoccupied by the nightmare. Participating and escaping every word the manor screamed. Time did not exist beyond these gates. No what was left behind was simply the shadow of broken hearts. With each second that passed Christian watched a darkness descend upon the manor as thick mists of clouds and shadows formed. Untouched was the reality outside the gate but inside Manerium Somniorum dreamed. Dreamed of a heartbroken man. Echoed of an unquenchable thirst. Begged for her return. Pulling every reality into it in its desperation, whispering and moaning Christian or anyone that dared to watch to enter. Enter their dream. Dream their love. And bathe in their despair as a symphony lulled Christian into a heavy sleep. With each ticking minute the manor seemed to draw further and further away, without even realizing his eyes had closed and his body was mesmerized by her. By them. It played out again like a song, starting with a verse. A look. A pair of eyes. A shadow. As translucent darkness shone brightly around a man and interlaced with his soul. And there she stood. It was her form and her face and yet her eyes betrayed who she was. A conscious thought metaphored into her existence, standing right there under the soft glow of his lantern. Christian was the prince and the prince was chaos as their fell in love for the first time. As their skin felt the fleeting graze of her smile and their ears heard the soft whisper of her gown tease the ground. There all three souls stood as one falling in love with the same form and yet a different woman. "We were never meant for tomorrow ..." She said with a trembling voice as her hand reached out for his, so close and yet much like their fates all there was between them were dreams.