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Winter Wonderland Sonny

Fractals of Winter

Princess Snowflake rules the wintry realm of Everforst in gentle harmony—until the ice‑wrought warlord Lord Frost storms her castle and proclaims it his by right of the Winter Realm  . Snowflake refuses to bend, asserting that compassion, not cruelty, has always guided her mother's reign  . A brutal duel of elements follows: Lord Frost lashes the halls with blizzards and binding ice, while Snowflake fights back with an inner warmth—an ember of Queen Frostina’s legacy—that refuses to be extinguished. The standoff is interrupted when Ember, a fiery messenger from beyond, bursts in to warn that a prophetic Future Seer plans to invade the multiverse, thrusting Everforst into a far larger conflict  . Almost immediately, a rift opens and the crystalline Frostweaver—emissary of the Frost Realm’s cosmic balance—steps through, decreeing that Snowflake’s growing warmth threatens the order of eternal winter and challenging her to survive a lethal Frost Vortex  . Allies rally to her side: Frostalyn the Crystal Seeker breaches the chamber and confronts the Frostweaver, insisting that hurting the Frost King’s own daughter would betray their realm’s honor  . Drawing on their support, Snowflake unleashes the full blaze of her inheritance; a golden aura melts Lord Frost’s domain, dims his staff, and forces him back in disbelief  . Yet victory is fleeting. The fractured multiverse spills further dangers into Everforst: an ethereal Echo warns that a devouring force called The Obliteration is unraveling reality itself and begs Snowflake’s help  . Determined to defend both her kingdom and countless worlds, the princess begins training young heirs in the art of “singing ice,” preparing a new generation for the coming Long Night Festival—and for battles far beyond their frozen borders
Ella_Kinder · 358 Views

La Dangereuse Rédemption du Milliardaire

Trois jours. C'est à quel point j'étais proche d'épouser Alistair, l'homme que j'avais aimé pendant six ans, l'homme dont j'avais littéralement sauvé la vie avec mon propre sang rare. J'admirais juste la dernière perle de ma robe de mariée, une robe dans laquelle j'avais mis toute mon âme, quand il a appelé. Le mariage ? Annulé. Il épousait ma demi-sœur, Ivy. Son souhait de mourante, disait-il. Six mois à vivre, peut-être moins. Le comble ? Il avait déjà pris ma robe de mariée de mon studio pour elle. Comme ça, six ans, d'innombrables transfusions, nos rêves partagés – tous jetés aux oubliettes pour la fille qui avait fait de ma vie un enfer depuis l'enfance. Il m'a même offert une "compensation", comme si mon avenir avait une étiquette de prix. Mais si Alistair et Ivy pensaient que j'allais simplement m'effondrer, ils m'ont sérieusement sous-estimée. Ils voulaient mon fiancé ? D'accord. Mais cela leur coûterait cher. D'abord, notre entreprise de mode multi-millions de dollars, Evening Gala – construite sur mes designs, ma vision. Il l'a cédée. Puis, un million pour la robe volée. Il a payé. Un autre million pour les bijoux de mariage qu'ils ont osé me demander de remettre à Ivy. Cha-ching. On pourrait penser qu'ils apprendraient. Mais non. Leur proposition suivante était la plus insultante : Alistair a réellement suggéré que je devrais juste attendre. Qu'après le 'décès inévitable' d'Ivy dans quelques mois, lui et moi pourrions simplement reprendre là où nous nous étions arrêtés, avoir un mariage encore meilleur. Sérieusement ? C'en était assez. Si Ivy voulait jouer à la mariée avec ma vie, elle allait goûter à ce qui arrive quand on pousse quelqu'un trop loin. Disons simplement que la célébration dans sa chambre d'hôpital impliquait beaucoup plus de fumée, d'eau et de cris qu'elle n'avait prévu, tout cela grâce à un petit cadeau de mariage de ma part. Maintenant ils savent que je ne suis plus la même Hazel qu'ils pouvaient piétiner. J'ai mon entreprise, une pile de leur argent, et beaucoup de comptes à régler. Ils pensent que c'est fini ? Ce jeu de vengeance ne fait que commencer. Et croyez-moi, je joue pour gagner.
Claire Winters · 62.5K Views

Herald of Silver – Winter Solstice - BOOK I

From the very beginning, the world whispered the same cruel truth: the weak do not last in Eldria. And Leonia Bellius was born with that fate etched into her skin—a fragile and cursed creature. But after fourteen years of silence, sweat, and scars, she became the most promising candidate for the legendary Order of the Silver Heralds. The day of her glory seemed certain: the Graduation Ceremony. However, fate—always treacherous with the fearless—turned what should have been a moment of triumph into one of humiliation. Before all her peers from the Archduchy of Montreal, Leonia was failed. No glory. No explanation. Only the bitter taste of disgrace and the satisfied gazes of those who relished her downfall. Driven by wounded pride and the fury of someone denied their rightful place, Leonia challenged Archduke Monteiro… and was met with a death sentence. But as if the gods were still toying with her ambitions, a new opportunity was thrown at her feet: to infiltrate the Order of the Lord of the Underworld, in Arion, and she might claim the position she so desperately sought. Two years to prove she can return. That she can rewrite her name. That she can, at last, become a Herald. But the forest is not made only of trees—it is made of monsters. And the greatest of them may walk beside her, with an arrogant smile and cruel eyes. To survive, Leonia will have to face not only the dangers of Arion, but also the darkest parts of mankind. For honor and for glory.
ACNAVARRO · 3.5K Views

WAR AMONG KINGDOMS: VOLUME ONE

In a time when kingdoms rose and fell under the weight of ambition and betrayal, War Among Kingdoms weaves the intertwined fates of rulers navigating political intrigue, familial conflict, and the chaos of war. Set in a richly imagined world inspired by the golden age of West Africa, the story begins with the Kingdom of Benin under the reign of King Akenzua, who seeks to restore peace to a fractured realm scarred by his father’s conquests. The tale shifts to Prince Nehikhare, a boy raised on tales of vengeance by his grandfather, King Akhigbe. Consumed by the desire to reclaim Benin’s dominance, Nehikhare secretly amasses followers and wages brutal raids against neighboring kingdoms, ultimately defying his father’s peaceful reign. When his rebellion is discovered, Akenzua banishes him, but Nehikhare’s survival and transformation into King Nehizena soon threaten the fragile stability of the region. At the heart of the story is Queen Nosaze, Akenzua’s daughter, who ascends the throne after her father’s death. Determined to protect her people and uphold her family’s legacy, Nosaze emerges as a formidable leader, forging alliances to defend the western kingdoms from a masked invader. Her journey becomes intertwined with King Sonni of Gao, an estranged ally harboring his own grudges, as they unite against a shared threat. As Nosaze and Sonni confront mounting challenges, rumors surface linking the masked invader to Nehikhare, shaking Nosaze’s resolve. The story crescendos in battles of epic proportions, including a brutal duel between Sonni and the ruthless King Piye, and the eventual confrontation with Nehikhare’s empire. Themes of loyalty, ambition, and the cost of vengeance drive the characters as they fight for survival and redemption in a world teetering on the edge of collapse.
Carlsentity · 18.3K Views

Addicted to you

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.
Pink_Winter · 1.3M Views

The Billionaire's Dangerous Redemption

Three days. That’s how close I was to marrying Alistair, the man I’d loved for six years, the man whose life I’d literally saved with my own rare blood. I was just admiring the final pearl on my wedding dress, a gown I’d poured my soul into, when he called. The wedding? Off. He was marrying my stepsister, Ivy. Her dying wish, he said. Six months to live, maybe less. The kicker? He’d already taken my wedding dress from my studio for her. Just like that, six years, countless transfusions, our shared dreams – all tossed aside for the girl who’d made my life a living hell since childhood. He even offered me “compensation,” as if my future had a price tag. But if Alistair and Ivy thought I’d just crumble, they seriously underestimated me. They wanted my fiancé? Fine. But it would cost them. First, our multi-million-dollar fashion company, Evening Gala – built on my designs, my vision. He signed it over. Then, a cool million for the stolen dress. He paid. Another million for the wedding jewelry they dared to ask me to hand over for Ivy. Cha-ching. You’d think they’d learn. But no. Their next proposal was the most insulting yet: Alistair actually suggested that I should just wait. That after Ivy’s ‘inevitable’ passing in a few months, he and I could just pick up where we left off, have an even better wedding. Seriously? Enough was enough. If Ivy wanted to play bride with my life, she was going to get a taste of what happens when you push someone too far. Let's just say her hospital room celebration involved a lot more smoke, water, and screaming than she bargained for, all thanks to a little wedding gift from yours truly. Now they know I’m not the same Hazel they could walk all over. I’ve got my company, a pile of their cash, and a whole lot of scores to settle. They think this is over? This game of revenge is just getting started. And believe me, I play to win.
Claire Winters · 306K Views
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