Enid Blyton The Enchanted Wood

"This world is divided into two groups. Ordinary humans and those who are bestowed with the power of the gods In ancient times, because they saw many wars, the gods decided to look for pure-hearted humans who could help them stop the war. They are whom we call nowadays 'Enchanters'." Indra Soedirjo is an enchanter granted immortality by the gods who lost his family due to the Infuser attack several years ago. When he is still struggling to recover from his grief, he is asked by Fernando Valentino, his acquaintance, to protect his younger sister, who belongs to the rare Enchanter race—the fighting race—Ariel Valentino. a female high school student who always looks curt, spoiled by her father and her older brother, and very stubborn. Can Indra fulfil his duty to protect Ariel? Will it be precisely that mission that will make him find out the reason behind the death of his entire family? ***

Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times. What constitutes a true master of success? Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything. To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital Hear this, applause!

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge.

Vivienne was never truly welcome. Born with silver hair and an eerie glow in her eyes, she was abandoned by trust, feared by her people, and left to wander the forest like a ghost in her own village. Deep within the woods, she meets a stranger unlike any other—Ravien, cold and mysterious, with a presence that doesn’t quite belong to the human world. As the lines between fear and fascination blur, Vivienne finds herself unraveling secrets buried in moonlight. Two souls. One enchanted forest. Each abandoned in their own way—and maybe, just maybe, they were meant to find each other.

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Please Add to Library so I can gauge interest :) More interest = More chapters --------------------------------------------------------------- {“Congratulations. Integration has begun. You have been successfully registered to the Sentient Interface for Survival, Tactics, Evolution, and Mana—S.I.S.T.E.M.”} { “Beginning synchronization. Warning: this may sting.”} Pain wasn’t the right word. Evisceration, maybe. Every nerve in her body caught fire. Her bones shrieked. Even her hair hurt... "Thank fuck that’s over," she whispered {“My apologies. At most, you should have experienced a minor headache. Your soul seems to contain… a great deal of trauma”} She laughed—sharp and broken. "Ya, no shit. Oh and, no offense, but your pain scale’s a bit off." A pause. Then, the voice continued—same tone, but just a hint more human. {“Noted. Adjusting pain calibration bias by 12%. Thank you for your feedback.”} --------------------------------------------------- When the world fractured, mana flooded reality—and everything changed. Cities fell. Machines exploded. Technology died. Sam didn't ask to wake up in the wreckage of a world reborn. She didn’t ask to inherit a stranger’s body, an experimental AI system, or a perk called Double Double that doubles everything... except the danger. Armed with strange knowledge from two lives, a sarcastic built-in assistant, and a pair of kittens with more bite than fluff, Sam begins her Integration into a world where magic and nanotech don’t just coexist—they compete. No class. No gear. No clue. But when the System speaks, Sam listens. Mostly. If the monsters don’t eat her, the adventurers might. But first—dinner, naming the cats, and figuring out how to enchant a frying pan ---------------------------------------------------

A new discovered world that turns the Kingdoms to ruin. Warrior's, royal blood, and saintess have suffered. Their lives turn into chaos.

"After losing everything, an 11-year-old boy walks beyond the forest... and into a world he never knew existed." Kalen Ravencrest's life is shattered the night he’s cast out of his home — his mother gone, his name erased, and his heart burning for revenge. In a world where the strong dominate the weak, Kalen’s silent vow sets him on a path far from the forest he once called home. Miles away, a quiet girl named Eirene is sent to the mysterious Maple Crest Home for unknown reasons. Surrounded by secrets, bullies, and whispers of a hidden past, she too must decide who she really is… and what she’s willing to fight for. As their paths inch closer in a world beyond the woods, destinies will awaken, friendships will form, and the shadows of the past will demand to be faced. Will they rise… or will the world beyond the woods consume them?

Ilya Valenpor was born a noble, but never lived like one. Branded a stain on her stepfather’s name and ignored by the court, her only value lies in her bloodline—and when a mysterious proposal arrives, she is sold into marriage like property. Her husband-to-be? Archduke Elias Wylt—the most feared man in the kingdom of Veltharion. Once hailed as the greatest sword master alive, Elias vanished from public life after a battle with a dragon left half his body burned and his soul scarred. Cloaked in shadow, wrapped in silk, he hasn’t been seen in over a decade. Some say he is cursed. Others say he is a monster. All agree: no woman should be sent to his side. But Ilya is done being silent. Thrown into a world of court games, ancient magic, and deadly secrets, Ilya knows she must either carve out power in the arms of the very monster the empire fears or succumb to the Knight in the Wooded Hollow.

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!

[Warning… Mature content.] Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday. Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated. But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North. What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father? Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage? *** Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire. Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil. His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday. What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time? He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love. What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom? ***Excerpt*** The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber. Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer. Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows. "Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice. Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway. The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy. "Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him. "Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock. "I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react. "Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it. He came forward after opening all the laces from behind. And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor. "Nooo" The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air. "Interesting." He smiled like a devil. ### Hello, guys. Please support the book and add it to the library. # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD. The picture doesn't belong to me credit goes to original creat Anna stokes.

“Big brother, June is alive! she was found wounded in the forest”, said Noah Hembron. All the memories of June Hembron's childhood were lost. She was leading a new life along with her father in a new city. June Hembron was a beautiful woman with perfect figure. She was perfect in all aspects. With such an epitome beauty she was not allowed to date anyone, because, her love was fated to someone. ...... Liam was the most eligible bachelor of country H. As soon as he took over Davis Corporation, he met his childhood sweetheart, whom he thought was long dead. Speaking about her with his grandma he said, ”Even now, I can roll on mud to make her laugh”. She was his first and only love ... Her dear ones had cheated her and made her separate from her family. People who she believed were the one who killed her mother and destroyed her family. ... Years after he meets her to express his love, but she agreed to marry him to only full fill her mother's last wish. ... But time made her fall in love with him. Living a long and blissful life. Overcoming all the mishaps they celebrated their 'Enchanting Love'

Marrying him was her ambition, but after a night of pleasure, he gave her two pills, "You don't have what it takes to give birth to my child yet." Furious, she promptly demanded a divorce, ending their two-year marriage. Three years later, she returned with a cute baby while wanting a normal life, but he kept stalking her when they met again. Would they remarry?

My both hands were lost in an accident. Despair...! But I got them back through awakening. Just with a touch I can enchant anything. Even normal knife can become A+ class equipment in my hands. Modern gate base Setting No Harem Power hiding Protagonist Identity hiding Protagonist Self Country Loving

Down-on-her luck noble Melari Lyddis Gaylen was once an Earl's daughter. Now she spends her days in exile deep in the forest, supposedly learning the mystical arts from her Grandmother, the Witch in the Woods. That is, until the day venerable Ninii Lyddis chokes on her breakfast and dies, leaving a woe-fully unprepared Melari as the new Witch in the Woods. Summoned by the king and with no option to decline, Melari treks down the mountain to face her liege lord. What he wants is a healer-- someone who can keep his beast of a cousin under control. He thought the aged Witch would sort him right out, but now that's not an option. In exchange for her ancestral home and a fortune, Melari must tame Duke Terran Nyvasik of Kirleen, a warrior who bears deep wounds in addition to a curse. In this time of peace, the king will stoop low to maintain the calm. By potion or other means -- whatever the means, under no circumstances is Duke Terran to go on the warpath. Can Melari handle the challenge? Teaser: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-O9xvQCLq6I

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A contest meant to select a crown princess—after trying every trick in the book to escape it, she unexpectedly found herself winning and becoming the next Empress. "Out of mind, out of reasoning." No!!! She didn't want this. She had promised Mama and Papa she would fail and come back to them. Is she never going back? Would she remain stuck in this vampire kingdom forever, ruling them as her own people? No! No matter how selfless she was, she hated vampires to the core. She couldn't stand them. You could say that as bold as she was, she was also terrified of them—because of their strength, their coldness, their unnatural abilities. But no matter how hard she tried to run away, fate caught her again. A human and a vampire in a marriage? Where was that ever done? --------- "Wife," he called slowly, voice hoarse. Eira knew exactly what that tone meant. They had just finished their wedding after an exhausting, chaotic day—and now it was their wedding night. And Eira knew exactly what happens between a man and a woman on the first night of their marriage. But not her. She didn't want it. How was she supposed to cope with a vampire? She had read about them—they never got satiated when it came to that thing. At this moment, Eira was only thinking of a way to escape the night. "I—I... can we get through this night without anything happening? You sleep on the couch, I take the bed," she said, eyes fluttering shut. A part of her hoped he'd agree. A part of her dreaded his refusal. He raised a brow, intrigued. "Bypass what, wife?" he asked, lips curling into an amused arc. "This—this night," Eira stammered. "What's happening this night?" he asked, clearly enjoying the sight of her flushed and embarrassed face. Eira shot him an annoyed glare. "You dare say you don't know what I'm talking about?" she snapped. He smirked. "Why would I bother myself touching a mere human who can't even keep up with my pace?" he said mockingly, stepping out of the bedroom and throwing four casual words over his shoulder— "Ain't sleeping here tonight." With that, the door closed. --- This is a love story between a stubborn, selfless, bold, brave human princess… and a cold, domineering, ruthless, aloof, heartless vampire prince—shredded in darkness and madness. If you like fantasy romance full of vampires, slow burn, royal drama, Royal romance, madness and magic... You are very much welcome. Now… dive in with me.

* Disaster struck Constance Sylvaine’s life when her husband, Lorenzo Morelli, the main heir of the Morelli mafia famiglia, loved and cheated with someone else—Vittoria Speranza, Constance’s best friend—and she was pregnant. Constance was tortured and forced; Lorenzo Morelli was so happy when she signed the divorce paper. Months later, however, Morelli was shocked to know that Constance is a billionaire heiress of the powerful, rich Sadie Kaiser, and now a superhot trillionaire CEO with dark desires and obsessions—Slater Blackthorne—is asking for her hand. * Slater breathes in Sadie's ear. "You die when I say you die, and right now, I'm not done with you. I'm never going to be done with you—you're mine. Mine, that means no one else gets to hurt you. I am the only one who gets to hurt you."

A house in the woods, the Appalachian mountains surrounding it on all sides. many owners, but none stay too long, whether they’re chased away or taken. short stories of the home and its demented tenants deepen as the tales unfold and interwine together, each incident and haunting tying together in a terrifying mix of emotions. as the scared tenants come and go, The House in The Woods claims their souls.

A young noble, torn between duty and desire, finds himself thrust into a world of dark magic and hidden dangers when an ancient force threatens to consume his kingdom. As the shadows of betrayal close in, he must confront the very power he has always feared, and make a choice that will determine not only his future but the fate of Eldoria itself. With his allies by his side, he embarks on a dangerous journey that will test his resolve, his strength, and his heart. In the end, the line between ruler and protector blurs, as he learns that the greatest power is not in what you control, but in what you are willing to sacrifice.

Mona Clovis, a smart zealous lady born into a low class family. She struggles hard in order to earn a living but once an opportunity drops at her doorstep, embracing it wasn't just a problem. Her life totally changes after her encounter with the two Princes at the Grand Ball. The battles she encounters amongst the royals makes things more complicated but she decides to follow her heart.

On a sunny day, on the border between Summer and Autumn, Lauriel was sitting among the snowy white clouds. He was sprawled on his back, leaning comfortably on the fluffy clouds as his feet were hanging. Maybe someone else in his position would take time to marvel at the scenery. Lauriel completely disregarded the way sunshine was breaking around him, creating translucent colors and lights, and the precipitous height that allowed him to observe the world stretched beneath him. Some might say it was because he was arrogant and too self-observed to pay attention, but it wasn't true. On some other day, he would pay attention or enjoy it, but not on this one. Lauriel was an avid reader and often times you could find him immersed in a book or in a search of a tome. This particular time, he was reading a beautiful book made out of pure white pages and most perfect ink. The covers had a beautiful handmade painting depicting a single tear falling into a river, yet just from a single glance, one could think that what he was holding was a river, as it seemed as if it was flowing, until it finally disappeared into golden edges, whose only job was to capture it from disappearing from the covers. One might take joy just from looking at it, which was the reason why Lauriel was holding the said book, but after one looked at his expression, it seemed as if it was a huge steaming pile of shit. His light grey eyes were glaring at the lines he was following, mouth hanging open as his features were twisted into a disgustingly appalled expression. Next second, Lauriel closed the book with a snap and yelled in frustration as he threw the book as far away as he could - the book flew over the clouds, which left its perfect covers wet from accumulated water, but it didn't stay wet as it kept flying through the air like an arrow, accumulating more speed the further it went, as a small airplane, with its pages rustling like leaves until finally, it landed into a volcano. Lauriel dashed through the clouds towards his house, his dazzling white cape hanging off his shoulders, as a loud bang could be heard, followed by a shriek nearby. "Can you please stop throwing all the books you do not like into a volcano, Lauriel my dear?!" sounded a slightly annoyed female voice. Lauriel turned on his heel, his expression still annoyed, and appeared right next to a black-haired woman. Her back was slender, turned towards him as she was looking in the distance where an erupting volcano could be spotted. Her black eyes stared into the distance, as her thin lips were twisted into a line. "I will not. They don't deserve a better fate, Miki. You should have read this, this....." Lauriel paused mid-fit, as he was trying to find a proper word to depict it vividly to Miki. "Abhorrence." he finished.