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Who Made Ne A Princess

The Princess Kidnapping System Made Me OP

NOTE, THIS IS NOT A SMUT NOVEL Alternate Name: Reincarnated as The Last Sky Dragon Warning!: Blood pumping battles, Gore, dark themes and Comedy that will crack your ribs! ~[System Synchronization Complete!]~ [Listen up Host!] [Step 1: Get princesses] [Step 2: Train them to use their abilities] [Step 3: Receive 10x returns!] Wise was a regular pawn shop owner, not the extra scammy type, just the regular scammy type. That was until he was suddenly run over by a derailed train… The good news? He was reborn. The catch? He was not the hero, he was not the extra, he was not the knight. No, he was reborn as a legendary Dragon. The last of the SkyFire bloodline. There was just one little problem… the unique system he gained when he got into this world had a rather absurd quirk— He could only bind to princesses! Wise soon discovers that there are secrets shrouded in his Draconic memories, conspiracies best left unsaid and foes too powerful to fathom… But with a cocky smirk and an arsenal of OP skills by his side, he will not only prevail, but defy the powers of this new world. Ding! [New Mission!] [Obtain your very first princess!] [Reward: Skill Draconic Breath] Ding! [Princess Esme has advanced to level 10!] [Host shall receive 10x Experience!] Ding! [Princess Lenora has learned a new skill, Wind Surge!] [Host shall receive 10x benefits!] [New skill, Ancestral Tempest of Ruin!] Read as Wise raises regular palace princesses to country level threats, all while reaping 10x the benefits! ••• Additional tags: Action, Comedy, Dark, Gore, Dragons, Princess, Demons and Demon Lords, Elf, Monsters, War, multiple races. There will also be slice of life moments. Consider reading the author’s review if you still haven’t decided to read this novel.
CocoyamWarrior · 83.2K Views

Match Made in Scandal

***This is BOOK 2 under the FAKE DATING SERIES*** ____________________ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored, transmitted, adapted, translated, or distributed in any form or by any means, including but not limited to electronic, digital, or online media, without the prior written consent of the author. Unauthorized use, duplication, or dissemination of any part of this work will constitute a violation of copyright law and may result in legal action. _____________________ Shanaya Thakur had a plan! A neatly color-coded, perfectly curated, bullet-journal-approved kind of plan. The kind of plan with checkboxes, motivational quotes scribbled in the margins, and an unhealthy number of post-its. She was going to become Mumbai’s best, boldest, badass lawyer, land a coveted job at the ridiculously prestigious BR Advocates — a firm so elite it practically air-kissed lesser mortals — and slowly take over the world, one perfectly argued case at a time. Shanaya wasn’t just ambitious. She was capital-A Ambitious. And maybe a little dramatic, excessively sarcastic, and allergic to bullshit. So naturally, when she nailed every single requirement BR Advocates asked for — top of her class? Check. Ruthless work ethic? Double check. A sharp tongue capable of verbally decimating anyone who doubted her? Triple, sparkly check — she figured the job was practically hers. Until the firm pulled a surprise. A New hiring rule: Only experienced, married applicants will be considered. Married? As in, spouse? Legal binding married? She blinked. Holy crap! And sure, Shanaya might have aggressively whispered ‘burn it all down’ under her breath in the middle of HR’s lobby. And yes, she might have chucked a high heel at her vision board. But desperation breeds creativity. And Shanaya Thakur? She was nothing if not dangerously creative when backed into a corner. Which is how the idea was born. Find a husband! Any husband! In two weeks. Which brings us to Yuvaan Grewal: Six-foot-something of maddening calm, devastating looks, and a talent for making tailored suits look illegal. President of Sauvé, one of India’s most successful product companies, Yuvaan is brilliant, emotionally detached, and permanently single — by choice. A choice his mother hates. After dodging fifty arranged proposals, eighty dates, and roughly a hundred aunties armed with lovely girls from nice families, Yuvaan’s perfected the art of politely refusing romance and staying unmarried. Until one scandal, a series of hilariously unfortunate coincidences, and one very desperate law graduate with excellent cheekbones land them both in a situation neither of them asked for: A fake marriage. It’s supposed to be simple. A business arrangement. A temporary fix. But with Shanaya’s sharp mouth, Yuvaan’s smoldering glares, and a growing list of almost-kisses they both pretend not to remember — things are about to get complicated. Because what happens when the one person you swear you can’t stand starts feeling alarmingly like home? And Love ? That was never part of the plan. But then again… when is it ever? _____________________ DISCLAIMER: The book contains mature content, so please read under the parental guidance. Also, the cover illustration belongs to original creator. NOT me. The cover page was modified using online tools. The story is slow burn, so please bear with the plot. ______________________
Devanshi_Rathod · 20.1K Views

Madness Made Us

After a war that broke the world, love became the most dangerous thing left alive. Centuries after the War of Madness, the once-noble Lucian Vhalcrest rises from slavery to royalty through sheer will, manipulation, and mystery. The Emperor of Alexandria, recognizing Lucian’s brilliance, adopts him as heir—placing him beside Lydia Vainsblood, the emperor’s only daughter. But Lydia is no ordinary princess. She’s the Blood Queen—an intelligent, composed, cunning vampire with yandere edges, political masks, and a buried fear of abandonment. Five years younger than Lucian and secretly devoted to him, their forbidden attraction simmers beneath layers of courtly duty, familial tension, and fate. Their bond deepens in secret, tangled in passion and emotional restraint. When Lydia turns eighteen, the Emperor arranges their political marriage—believing it’s safer to marry his daughter to a known weapon than risk a stranger with ambition. Lydia agrees, believing Lucian is the only one who truly sees her. Together, they adopt a mute orphan girl named Lilac, whose strange empathy and unnerving paintings begin to unravel a prophecy far older than either of them. The Coral Moon rises… and something ancient stirs. As the blood-red Coral Moon approaches, reality begins to twist. Lilac, though silent, begins painting horrifying premonitions—Lucian with hollow, glowing eyes; Lydia lying in blood. The air shifts. Mirrors distort. Whispers speak in tongues no one remembers. Lucian starts seeing flashes of a forgotten god—Vharel, the Broken Lover. Not in dreams, but in mirrors, in reflections, in the shadow of his own thoughts. Vharel loved once, and lost. Now his soul drifts, desperate to finish his story… through Lucian. Lydia senses Lucian slipping. She kisses him under the Coral Moon to tether him—to anchor his soul. That kiss awakens something ancient. Magic ignites. The curse of bloodlines fuses them. The Coral Kiss triggers a divine event… and draws Vharel into their world "Velros magos mentasu" — I'm joining you soon, my love. When Vharel descends, he doesn’t come as an enemy—but a mirror. A version of what Lucian could become. The fight is brutal, divine, and emotional—not just blade versus god, but soul versus reflection. Lucian lands the killing blow, but Vharel smiles. He wanted this. > “You were the ending I was never strong enough to reach.” With a final whisper to his lost beloved, Vharel lets himself be absorbed. His divine essence fuses with Lucian’s body—his memories, madness,
ENIGMATIC1087 · 2.6K Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.6M Views
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