Flame Skewer Elden Ring

A modern woman accidentally time-travels to an imaginary medieval fantasy kingdom and becomes a "proxy princess" in the royal court. Intelligent and independent, she gets embroiled in the struggles among royal power, nobles, the church, and magic. As she gradually awakens her past-life memories, she discovers that her transmigration is no accident but a complex web woven by fate.

“Don’t look at me like that,” he murmured, brushing a knuckle over her lower lip. “I’ll forget we’re pretending to be civil and fuck you on this table with your enemies still in the room.” He killed her brother. She married him anyway. Nadya Vasiliev made a deal with the devil—for protection, for power, for her niece’s future. To get close enough to destroy Alexei Romanov—the man who tore her family apart—she created a contract and became his wife. A marriage of revenge, nothing more.  But Alexei is no ordinary enemy. He’s powerful. Controlled. Wickedly seductive. And he knows she’s lying. Nadya is playing the long game—seduction, manipulation, revenge. But the deeper she gets, the more dangerous the game becomes. Her heart wasn’t supposed to be in this. Her body wasn’t supposed to burn for his touch. Everyone knows once you dance with the devil… You either bring him down or fall to your knees. The smut will be smutting. I’m exploring how freaky my brain can get. Gimme ideas and gifts lovelies.

The Regime of Ezkabel rules over nearly two-thirds of the known world, directly or through quiet chains. Its magic—precise, ritual-bound, and devastating—has become the norm. Efficient. Widespread. Revered. But in the fading lands of the Eastern Crescent, a different path endures—one older, slower, and nearly forgotten. A lineage of ancient disciplines survives, passed down through whispered chants, elemental mastery, and sheer force of will. The Crescent’s ways are crumbling. Its strength, scattered. Its people, unsure whether to resist or adapt. And all across the Earth, a quiet corruption spreads—its cause untraceable, it's presence undeniable, its ideas unrefutable and its influence deepening with each passing day. This is the story of Larsen, a quiet boy with a broken childhood, and how his inner world collides with the world outside. It’s a story of perseverance and hope… and that in the darkest of times, what matters is to stand up and tell the world that all is not finished. Will Larsen survive the rising corruption, when even his own inner world begins to crumble? {The first seven chapters serve as an introduction to Larsen’s world — his struggles, family, and the forces brewing in the shadows. The real descent begins after.}

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

The world prayed for light. What it got… was born of void. A child emerges from flame and suffering. Not a savior. Not a curse. Something older. In a towered world ruled by Great Families and cursed by divine relics, war isn't waged with swords — it's fought with time, memory, and bloodlines. ANSEP, the strongest organization on Earth, is cracking from within. The Book of Voyages has vanished. The coldest traitor has returned. And somewhere… a boy without a past awakens, as the world forgets how to breathe. --- This is not a story of destined heroes. This is a chronicle of grief, betrayal, and the fire that will consume gods. ◆ Original Worldbuilding ◆ Cold, calculating antagonists ◆ No cheap power-ups — just pain, patience, and punishment.

In a kingdom where truth costs your voice and fire is forbidden, one girl is marked by both. Raised in silence. Whipped for disobedience. Hunted for a birthright she doesn’t yet understand—Seraphina was never meant to survive. But when her blood ignites with ancient flame and a prince with secrets offers her more than freedom, rebellion sparks. As temples burn and kings tremble, Seraphina must decide: become the weapon they fear… or the fire that remakes the world. A dark, romantic fantasy for fans of The Poppy War, The Shadows Between Us, and burn-the-world heroines.

{Warning: Contains Mature Content} “Those who venture into the flames shall be consumed by its tongue—And they shall be called the Fallen.” One bloody night, Ember AshFall loses everything she never truly had. Born without magic, rejected by her coven and forsaken by her own family, she was always the outcast. But on that night of monstrosity, they were all plunged into the flames to burn to their deaths. And Ember did burn with them... until he pulled her from the fire. Khaos BlueBlood. Immortal. Cold-blooded Original Vampire. Battle-scarred god. He was nothing like the men from her cold, distant world. And when she rises from the ashes like a phoenix, he offers her a choice: stay a powerless witch… or risk everything and become something more. It was never truly a choice. In a deadly twist of fate, Ember assumes the identity of a dead princess—her doppelganger and heiress to the most powerful Human Clan. Thrust into a court of silk and knives, she becomes a pawn of the Queen Consort—a grieving mother who lost her real daughter, and now uses Ember in her place to enact cold-blooded vengeance. Yet amid the games of politics and power, Ember begins to feel something she's never known: twisted, complicated love. And from none other than the very mother who uses her… and perhaps, cherishes her too. Determined to protect her new life, Ember becomes the perfect daughter, the flawless princess. She learns to smile while wielding secrets, flawlessly playing the game of hearts and thrones among a royal family that wouldn’t hesitate to spill blood for power. Then he returns. Eight years later, Khaos BlueBlood is back to collect the price for saving her. A price so steep it unearths ancient truths and threatens everything she’s built. But what begins as a debt owed soon burns into something neither of them can afford—an attraction forged in fire, forbidden by duty, and dangerous enough to ruin them both. Torn between the queen who forged her and the vampire who saved her, Ember must navigate a world of fire and betrayal—where loyalty is born through pain, and love is just another form of control. Especially when the witch powers she never had begin to awaken—and they all lead back to him. One wears a stolen crown. One sharpens a stolen daughter. One hides a dagger behind every smile. And in a world where fire feeds the fallen, only the cruel will survive.

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] In a world where mythical beings have fallen into an "eternal slumber," a thriving underground market exploits the stolen essence of these dormant creatures. At its epicenter are dragons—majestic beings desired for their scales, organs, and prized eggs. The most coveted treasure of all is a dragon's name, a key that holds the power to control its very existence. Dragon Lord, guardian of a clutch of dormant eggs, lives in isolation atop a hill, surrounded by a forest that veils his castle. He bears the scars of past betrayals, having been deceived by those who feigned love to steal his treasures or claim his head as a bounty. Jaded and cold, he trusts no one, living a solitary existence. However, his solitude is shattered when a woman unwittingly stumbles into his life. Yara finds herself in Dragon Lord's treasured den amidst a battle between the dragon and thieves. In a twist of fate, she mistakenly bonds with the dormant eggs, breathing life into them. Reluctantly, Dragon Lord allows Yara into his world, and their journey unfolds amid the looming threat of underground organizations seeking to exploit the dragons for profit. As the eggs come to life, so does an unexpected connection between Dragon Lord and Yara. Despite his cold and jaded exterior, he finds himself unable to ignore her presence. Yara, too, cannot deny the pull she feels towards him, and emotions begin to burn beneath the surface. Together, they must navigate the challenges of waiting for the eggs to hatch, fend off those who seek to exploit the dragon and its offspring, and confront the secrets that Yara harbors—a revelation that could destroy everything. In this tale of flames and gold, two scarred souls in a world where trust is a rare and precious commodity must confront the ghosts of their pasts. They navigate the dangerous currents of love and deception, protecting unborn dragons from a world hungry for their magic. Will their bond withstand the trials ahead, or will the flames of betrayal engulf them in the end? A/N: It starts out SLOW, because I tend to get lost in the pages and be descriptive but once it gets to the action, it really picks up! Looking forward to growing with you all on this journey!!!

FLAME BOUND A fantasy romance of fire, fate, and forbidden love. Born with forbidden fire in her veins, Lenara has spent her life in hiding—until a reckless encounter binds her fate to Kael, a rebel warrior with a haunted past. When a dying prophecy awakens, the two are thrust into a war against the Hollow King, whose army of corrupted flameborn threatens to consume the realm. Bound by magic and a growing desire neither can deny, Lenara and Kael must navigate betrayal, ancient power, and the cost of a crown she never wanted. But fire does not forgive. And the closer they draw to the throne, the more the flames demand of them both. He carries the blade. She carries the fire. Together, they could burn the world or save it.

Liam Page died as boxing's biggest failure—3 wins, 25 losses, killed by a cheap shot in an empty arena. But death gave him a second chance. He awakens at seventeen with all his memories and an AI system that treats his previous career as a "catastrophic athletic failure" requiring complete rehabilitation. This time, he'll do it right. No shortcuts, no arrogance—just methodical rebuilding from the ground up. But as Liam climbs from amateur nobody to championship contender, he discovers his original failure was orchestrated by the same criminal network still controlling boxing. Now he's fighting two wars: one in the ring for titles, and one against a corrupt system that destroys fighters who won't be controlled. With Carmen Rodriguez—a fierce female boxer who becomes his partner in both battles—Liam must transform from boxing's greatest disappointment into its most dangerous reformer.

She nearly killed me," he muttered. "Not nearly," the man said, stepping forward, his voice laced with timeless gravity. "She was holding back." Ren turned now. "You knew this would happen." The figure's eyes glinted silver. "I knew the First Flame would find the one who walks between. And he would choose." "Lu Quing?" Ren's laugh was hollow. "He's no ordinary man." "No," the figure said slowly. "He is the Remnant." Ren went still. "The what?" "Angel to some. Monster to others. The last of an ancient race who sealed the Gate of Origins with his own blood." He tilted his head. "Even I fear him." Ren gritted his teeth. "And she's falling for him." "It was written," the silver-eyed figure said. "But not how it ends." A pause. "You can still break her," the man continued. "But not with war. With doubt." Ren's smile returned. "I know exactly who to send."

What to do as a princess, in a castle under siege and her husband is nowhere to be seen? Not only that, you are heavily pregnant and about to give birth just... Now! Abandoned, your only real line of defense is an unstable werewolf. Would you be able to withstand the pressure? How about handle the fact that your simple Medieval existence is being threatened by all sorts of magical creatures, many of which were long considered mere legends. Suddenly, fairytales just got serious business.

Twelve-year-old Kael was a slave—an orphan with no name, no freedom, and no future. Forced to work in royal gardens and beaten by nobles for fun, he lived each day with pain and silence. But everything changed when war came. In the middle of chaos, Kael and his best friend Jace ran for their lives. Deep in the forest, they found a hidden cave, ancient treasure, and an old diary left by a long-dead pirate. Inside the pages were stories—not just of adventure, but of power. Strange, dangerous power. And something inside Kael began to wake up. As he learns to survive in the wild, fight for freedom, and understand who he truly is, an old fire rises in him—one the world thought was gone forever. Kings will fight. Kingdoms may fall. But the greatest threat… might be the boy they once called a slave.

She does not remember her name. She does not remember the fire. But it remembers her. Reed wakes in a world that greets her with suspicion and silence. With every touch, something burns. With every breath, something inside her stirs—not quite rage, not quite a memory, but something old and waiting. They say the gods choose their champions. But they don't say what happens to the ones who burn too bright. As Reed is drawn into a forgotten prophecy and a world that hides more than it reveals, threads of fate begin to pull—threads tied to flame, to sorrow, and to a protector who knows more than she says. As her bond with a mysterious protector deepens and buried powers resurface, Reed must decide— Will she follow the thread that binds her to fate, or burn it all to ash? Because some fates are stitched in flame. . . And some girls were never meant to be saved. Because Reed was never meant to survive—she was meant to ignite. And when she remembers who she was—it may already be too late.

In a world governed by the Twelve Rings—powerful guardians of balance and order—one has turned rogue, casting a shadow over the planet and threatening a devastating return. In preparation for this looming threat, society is divided into ranks: Alpha, Beta, Delta, and at the very bottom—Zeta. Sage is a Zeta. Discarded. Overlooked. Until a cruel twist forces him into a forgotten lab—where something ancient wakes up. Now bound to a ruthless AI system with no patience for weakness, Sage is given a singular command: find the Elixir or be erased. No one believes the Elixir exists. No one believes Sage will last a week. The system disagrees. > “Vitals dropping. Emotional integrity unstable. Physical output: disgraceful.” “I’m trying—” Sage gasped, coughing on blood. “Trying is irrelevant. Survival is mandatory.” The system didn’t yell. It didn’t threaten. It simply administered pain—blinding, searing pain—until Sage screamed. “Pain increases adaptation. Adapt or be purged.” And somewhere in the agony, Sage understood: This thing wouldn’t make him stronger. It would break him until he had no choice but to be.

his name is kairo a student who hides his true power he gets bullied every day in fc high school but does not want to use them because years ago he hurt the people he loved

Allan and Nora are destined to be together. Nora restarts her life in Uxur with Mike her boyfriend, a town full of mystery. She meets Allan a fun and goofy boy whom is she attracted to. Both end up on adventures tackling mysteries of town and the people around them. A complicated romance with spine chilling adventures.

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

Elion Greaves has lived nine lives. In each one, he tried to save the world—and failed. Now, on his tenth and final regression, he returns to the moment he was deemed worthless, his mana core shattered, destined to be forgotten. But Elion remembers everything. This time, he has a plan. This time, he’s not playing the game the world expects. This time… he will burn the system itself to ash.

Since a young age, Lucifer Morningstar had lived in suffering due to a deadly cancer that slowly consumed his body and soul. There was no hope, no future—until, in the final moments of his life, a mysterious light brought him into a new birth in another world: Eryndor, a magical land filled with ancient creatures, elemental powers, and buried history. In Eryndor, Lucifer awakened in the body of a 15-year-old teenager, still carrying the memories and pain of his past life. He was saved by a legendary dragon named Velgarion, one of the seven great guardian dragons of this world. Velgarion had raised him for years and possessed the Ring of Power, one of the Ten Infinite Rings—ancient artifacts that grant limitless magical energy to their bearer. However, those peaceful days came to an end. Velgarion is now dying, his soul being devoured by an ancient curse. In his final moments, the dragon bequeaths the Ring of Power to Lucifer and leaves behind a message that will change the fate of the world: the other nine rings are scattered across Eryndor, and if united, they can unlock absolute power... or bring about ultimate destruction.