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While enjoying the favor of a handsome man, she learned that her country was ruined and her family was destroyed. What should a fallen princess do? Xiang Ying says, of course, she should use space to her advantage, empty the palace, and leave nothing for the enemy army! As the captain of a post-apocalyptic infrastructure team, she was thrown into a book by an explosion. The enemy army entered the palace, famine was impending, and she was encircled as a prisoner of war, taking care of three children. Such a catastrophic beginning made Xiang Ying exclaim, the good days are coming! Compared to the post-apocalypse, what is this? On the road to exile, while others suffered, she enjoyed melons. When everyone else was munching on dry bread, Xiang Ying and her children were savoring sumptuous meals. Everyone grew thinner, except for the three children who remained plump and cheerful, patting their bellies and saying wildly: Mother, we can’t eat any more, really! Xiang Ying, holding hot pot, milk tea, and roast chicken, enjoyed the scenery along the road, hoarding supplies as they fled, making life more flavorful. The villainess mocked her: What use is only having food? You're still a conquered slave! Xiang Ying pulled out the Imperial Jade Seal: Right, from today onwards, I will be the Empress. The enemy army was dumbfounded; she never said the thirty thousand wanderers she brought were elite troops! * On the day Xiang Ying restored her country, the man who accompanied her through hardships held her hand. Jie Chen: For the sake of our three children, can we finally become official? Xiang Ying: Men should keep to their places, not seek a title. Jie Chen: ...With the country as my betrothal, my Jade Seal and my nation are all yours. Xiang Ying: Deal! Tonight's our wedding night!

[Volume 1- Complete] [New ch every Mobday and Thursday^^] “There are chosen ones in this world, ones that are born with extremely-high luck and ridiculous talent, unlike us lowly ones who can only wait to grow old and die.” Just like those popular stories he had read online, in this brand-new world where people pursue immortality, Shenshah thought that he too was someone destined to be great. Sadly, years have passed since he transmigrated yet he is still an average person struggling to find his place. Just when Shenshah was about to completely give up on his goals, a strange voice interrupted his thoughts… [Create Family and Earn Rewards System Activated…] “What?” -Never in his wildest dreams did he expected that bringing a wife home would change his fate! ……… Don’t worry as there’s [NO NTR] [NO Yuri] as author strongly disdains such genre. …….. Additional tags- (Lesbian/yuri girl turned straight by mc) (No dense mc) (no hidden pretending to be a big shot) (No Filler chapters) (crisp to the point plot) (No useless mysterious backgrounds) (no beta mc) (Tsundere) (yandere) (Human-non human relationship) (harem) (comedy) (smart and observant mc) (netori) (blackmail) (bloodshed) (Obsessive lovers) (marriage) (pregnancies) (Wholesome love) (elves/werewolves/vampires/dwarves/demons) (regret?) **Cover as well as character images are generated using Fotor Ai. To join the author invite only discord server please add me on discord -c2#8780. ——-x——-x—— **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

[Regressed successfully!] Zick lifted his eyelids, revealing two dull eyes. A grand room filled with medical appliances was reflected on his pupil. The piercing pain originating from the abdomen made Zick slowly accept the reality. He had returned 10 years back in the past! The very moment from when Zick began to lose everything. [Destiny system has been activated. Get closer to people with strong destiny and strengthen your own destiny!] [Sub-function: shall be unlocked soon!] After taking a look at the interface, Zick closed his eyes. “First…I should repay that chick for this wonderful gift.” Zick looked at the bandages on his waist. ...... {Additional tags: Age regression, Evil protagonist, cold female leads, Academy, evil organizations, conquering, war.} ..... (Note 1: I have not decided whether to make it a harem or not, so please tell me your opinion in the comment.) (Note 2: I hate lesbian, GL or NTR. But I love action and dark genre. Please give a round of applause to this wonderful me.) (Note 3: The front cover doesn't belong to me, if the owner wants me to take it down, just comment on this novel and I will remove it.)

Azamir Ternum was stuck early in life at a young age, his father contracted the Vrax plague while on leave of his deployment and his mother took over the family support in his father's declining health. Left with few options to make a living after his father's pension and state loan funds suddenly drying up he is forced to make a decision that will unknowingly put him at the center of planetary strife. He must use his wits, charm, and a bit of sheer luck just to survive life on his own.

The Silverston Empire teeters on the edge of ruin. A foolish emperor and his reckless sons cling to power, while the nobility, consumed by greed and ambition, bleed the empire dry. The people live in crushing poverty, women are silenced by systemic oppression, and magic—once a source of wonder—has been branded as sin. The ancient dragons, symbols of balance and strength, are no more, leaving the land vulnerable and fractured. All hope rests on the Alcons, a forgotten bastion of power. Its guardians? Six princesses, dismissed as spoiled and unfit for anything beyond luxury. But beneath the silks and jewels lie secrets and strengths even they do not fully understand. In a world spiraling into darkness, can these unlikely heroines rise to reclaim their empire and restore the balance?

Read the complete synopsis before reading the novel. ---- An ordinary guy was thinking of confessing his love to a girl at the end of summer break, but he died before he could confess. He reincarnates into a new world and realizes he is in the world of the game he played. The game was a bit complex, with lots of choices and twists, but in simple words, it had a protagonist and five heroines. Making the correct choices would keep all heroines alive and end up with the protagonist, while incorrect choices would lead to the death of the heroine. The person responsible for killing the heroine if the player makes the incorrect choice is Akechi Ryuki, the best friend of the protagonist. Now, our normal guy possesses Akechi Ryuki. What is he going to do? Will he do the same as the real Akechi Ryuki would do? Or will he do something even worse? Or will he ignore them? ---- MC is a good person, but he has many perverted fetishes and fantasies, which he will make heroines fulfill since heroines also have such fetishes. Also, not all women in the novel are for the MC. The MC already had his harem, while other characters also have theirs. If you are reading the novel, don't complain about MC's not making moves or stealing others' harems. MC has his harem, and he doesn't want it anymore. ---- Read the tags below before reading the novel. Later, don't complain about why I did that. Tags: Anal, BDSM, Blackmail, Corruption, Cosplay, Drugs, Exhibitionism, Footjob, Group Sex (Only Mc and other women), Handjob, Humiliation, Lactation, Lesbian, Masturbation, Milf, Multiple penetration (With Toys), Oral Sex, Pregnancy, Ra*e, Romance, Sex Toys, Sex Slave, Sleep Sex, Spanking, Stripping, Teasing, Teacher.

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Cinta Terlarang merupakan fanfiction dari Manhwa "Don't Be Like This! Son-In-Law." Dalam fanfiction ini menceritakan hubungan lesbian inses antara Nam Joori dengan ibunya, Yoo Aeran.

Life in the City changes like the wind moving through its skyscrapers; you start your morning with a cuppa Joe at your favorite café, and end your night in a bloody shootout with a bunch of gangsters. You never know what you're gonna get when you open your eyes every day. Roger knew this, which is why he tried to commit his life to one of the mundane. All he needed was a little bit more stirring in the quicksand to finally get onto dry land, and he could finally put his work behind him for good. Maria, a shark in a sea of sharks, fights her own battles as she tries to secure a seat on the corporate elevator, maybe drawing too much attention to herself in her hunger. If you live in the City, you adapt. Or you die.

Dark Sapphic Bully Romance - Glyndon Walton: The Waltons, my family, are on top of the world, and very conservative. I’m a good girl who goes to church every Sunday to confess my sins. I’m loyal to my boyfriend aka my future husband. + Katherine Andrews: Since the rumor about me being a lesbian was spread around school, Glyndon and her group never stopped bullying me at school. I just had to bear the bullying a little longer, But I couldn’t… I needed to break her, to hurt her, to make her beg and cry, to destroy her, to make her desperate for me, to show her how much she wants and needs me… I needed her… ______ This book contains. + Good Girl (Bully) X Disrepute biker Girl (The Victim??) +A hint of sport romance +Gay awakening +Biker Girl + Crawling back to her +Height difference +Dark Romance + Stalking

Born of a forbidden union, a god named Matrix found his destiny intertwined with the greatest war the realms had ever known. When the battle finally subsided, an unexpected burden fell upon him: the mantle of World King. He ruled with grim resolve, balancing order and sacrifice, his hands forever stained with the ichor of fallen gods. But even this hard-won peace was fragile. From the depths of Oblivion, a monstrous horde, imprisoned by his father's desperate act, clawed its way free, threatening to unravel all he had built. Against this encroaching darkness, Matrix stood defiant, but as a god without allies, his crusade seemed doomed from the start. Or so fate decreed. As defeat loomed, a hidden anomaly revealed itself: a tear in the fabric of time, offering a desperate escape through transmigration. Yet such power comes with a terrible price. How long can a god endure such trials? When will he succumb to despair, to the very darkness he seeks to vanquish? Will he shatter under the strain, becoming a harbinger of annihilation across the realms? Or might he, against all prophecy, find a spark of hope within the abyss and rise anew? * "Tell me what you saw," Matrix commanded, his voice edged with a desperate impatience. The Oracle chuckled, a dry, rustling sound that seemed to emanate from the very bones of the earth. A tremor ran through Se'mudara, prickling the skin on her arms. "I see dead people,"

What would you give for what your soul craves? Would you sever an arm to strike a knave? For but a drop upon your dry tongue, what would you trade? Otto, a hunter rotted in rave, Longs for joy, even with ashen chains collar his will. he is a slave … yet time will rust both chains and will..

A group of tabletop RPG nerds are transported to a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. Their task: Clear the land of an evil corruption known as the Taint by killing Tainted monsters, absorbing their corruption, and using it to level up. But in this world, the monsters aren't merely trying to kill you, they're trying to rape you and fill you with their Tainted seed. And to make matters worse our noble heroes wake up, only to find themselves in alluring new female bodies… Our unfortunate heroines are forced to survive in a strange new world crawling with brutal rape monsters around every corner. Will they learn to adapt and thrive in their new home? Or will they be reduced to mindless broken cumdumps by the endless hordes of horny, sadistic creatures roaming these cursed lands? Sexual Content Warning: 18+ Contains explicit sex, sexual violence, smut in nearly every chapter. Has scenes of rape, sexual slavery, hard bdsm, sadomasochism. Scenes can get pretty dark and graphic. Contains heterosexual and lesbian pairings, but no male on male content. Non-sexual Content Warning: Contains lighthearted moments of comedy, bits of slice of life, character development, and worldbuilding. There is an actual story here, mixed in with all the smut. Trigger Warning: Rape. Violent Monster Rape. Seriously. Lots of it.

As the story unfolds, a new twist emerges when Jesse's ex husband is found murdered. This sudden turn of events raises suspicions, and Dezze, Jesse's lover, begins to doubt her involvement. However, her suspicions aren't deep-seated enough to condemn her, leaving her torn and uncertain.

[GL][MATURE] I've had it with love, sex, and women—I'm joining the temple to enjoy a pure and drama-free life of celibacy. Or rather, that was the plan until I found out that acolytes need to purge all lust from their bodies before becoming priestesses. The High Priestess says my purge will involve seven steamy nights at The Sapphic Satyr: the classiest lesbian pleasure house in the Queendom. Do I sleep my way through the lovely monster lady courtesans and purge myself of lust forever, or do I give up my dream of temple life? What's a girl to do!? By Jacki Sensal - www.jackisensal.com

Alice, the once guardian angel, has became fallen for a misunderstanding. She fell until she hit the ground, and now, her adventures begin. Will she get back to heaven, or stay in the overworld. If she is staying, she will need to hide her angelic features. Will she survive the world of chaos and bring peace? [note: this is a kinda lesbian novel. This novel may contain gore, violence, and other bad stuff.]

Alex Lavaigne is the second prince with a thirst for adventure but his social life is a little bit…dry. One day coming back from his (forced) engagement party he encounters a handsome bunny “cosplayer” with a few tricks up his sleeves. Will he follow the handsome bunny or will he be forced to participate in his never ending game?

A reunion of old friends turns into a drunken plea for help as a suddenly homeless and helpless Sarah begs for shelter, and says she will do anything....which leads to the signing of a strange contract. Genre: Romance | Lesbian Fiction | UPDATE: Early release chapters on Patreon. EBook: https://a.co/d/04fe0ssb Patreon: https://patreon.com/NightKitten

Beep Beep An unfamiliar mechanical sound wakes him up. The silvery orb appears under his almond-shaped eyes. His irish gleam in warm light streaming into the hospital room through the big window. "Ugh" The boy with a thin body, felt a little dizzy as he regain consciousness. His obsidian hair looks a bit messy after being unconscious for three months hospitality. But the one who'd just come out of the coma only felt it's only a split second after his heart stabbed by icy-cold sword. Wait, I'm still alive? As he began to realise that he was still alive, Yue Lian's hand reached to his left chest. Badump The sound of the heartbeat on his chest made him hard to believe. This is unbelievable! Yue Lian began to recall the moment he died. He still remembers vividly, how the sword pierced his heart. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his grayish-dry lips. Although the man face covered with blood and looks like a living corpse with pale bluish skin, but this cannot hide the remaining beauty on his face. It can be said that his face is soft, but not overly delicate, and at the same time exudes an unknown misty allure that would make even a god envious. As the crimson red sky emitting huge orange flame, Yue Lian looks up. His silver orb eyes tremble slightly looking at familliar face. After a moment of silence, he laughs out loud as if his heart had never been stabbed to begin with. "■■■" "■■■" He knew they had a conversation about something at that time, but he didn't know what was said. But even if he can't recall what was he said, he can still feel the deep of sadness in his chest. As if his heart was broken not by other party's sword, but by some unknown reason. Yue Lian tries to recall his memories, but they remain the same. It is as if a mysterious mist blocked half of his memories. And after his death, his soul was somehow trapped in Yue Mian's body. Yue Lian adjusts his thoughts, as he can roughly guess what happened in the past. In his previous life, Yue Lian was once a supreme God who managed the worlds with two other supreme gods. He is the God of Death, who controls the death of mortals, demons, cultivators, or even gods. Because of this power, he's made another god fear and envy him. After remembering his background in his previous life, he was sure that the one who killed him was one of the other two supreme god or even both. He still not sure if the two of supreme god join forces to killed him "Uhm, may I know who are you?" The middle-aged man trembled at his son's polite gesture, as if he was unfamiliar with them. "Don't joke around! I don't know what game you're playing, but I'm different from your father. I won't fall for your tricks, kid." "Father, please don't said that! Mian-mian already in coma for 3 months! How can it be fake?!" "You fool! This is not the first time this brat done this kind of ridiculous ploy" After the conversation between father and son, which was more of a debate, Yue Lian was sure that the original owner was a troublemaker who often played tricks on his family. But still, it's impossible for human personality to be that superficial, isn't it? Like a fire that cannot burn without smoke. Yue Lian still needs to investigate the reason why his soul didn't go to the reincarnation circle, but was sucked into Mian-mian's body instead.

"Only in the chaos of war, will we thrive in bodies of steel..." In a future where humanity traded flesh for silicon salvation, the POLARIS archive was meant to be eternity—a digital Eden where war-torn souls fused into a timeless collective consciousness. But eternity, it turns out, has a glitch. By 135 ACE, whispers ripple through the void: entire sectors of POLARIS are going dark. Energy reserves bleed dry. Data streams fracture into echoes of their former selves. The survivors—now more code than human—splinter into warring factions, scavenging the corpse of the physical world through hulking VANGUARDs, ancient machines that once terraformed dead worlds. In this decaying paradox of unity and chaos, survival belongs to those who manipulate the shadows… Kagiro thrives in those shadows. A broker of secrets and stolen energy, he trades in the desperation of others, weaving alliances with mercenary AIs and data-pirates. His endgame? To claw his way to the heart of POLARIS, where the last flicker of power lies hidden. But ambition blinds him to the cyan-haired specter on his trail—a girl forged from the archive’s collapse, armed with a vendetta no algorithm can predict. She knows what broke POLARIS. She knows what Kagiro wants. And she’ll burn every sector to ash to bury the truth. =========================================== Cover Artist Credit: KU P.S: This is my first story so please be patient. Criticisms and feedbacks are all welcomed, but please be constructive and well reasoned. This novel will also be posted on Scribble Hub.

[Warning: R-18 Content] "What do you mean I can't hit 1 million subs before the end of this winter? Are you serious?" "If you're not donating, you're basically freeloading, guys." "Imagine not being a subscriber… couldn't be me." "Can we get some Fs in the chat for these noobs who can't keep up?" Reborn in a land of swords and magic called Oceros, Dilhan, a former streamer from a strange world called Earth, decided to make a living by streaming since that was the only thing he knew how to do. But this land, Oceros, was a world of a Souls-like action RPG game called "Blighted" that Dilhan had played before he died on Earth after exploding a nerve while stuck on the same boss for an entire day. Despite all of this he decided to live a normal life as a streamer but what was this? Instead of building a channel and gaining fame, he began attracting crazy followers and insane women seeking his "bodily blessings." People started treating him like a god and treating him like some kind of a messiah, while others labelled him a heretic and attempted to kill him. Did he understand all of this when he decided to hit that "Start Streaming" button? This is Dilhan's journey to become the first streamer in the land of Oceros, a world plagued by a being known as the Harbinger. Will he become the first streamer in this world, or will he become something more to its people? *** Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR), or Yuri(Lesbian). —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr Hope you enjoy this work! Thank you for reading as always:)

"And so here we are again, did you learn anything? Was this the dance you were looking for, No? Let us continue then, the day when we walk to the pier is yet to come. That grand symphony of loss and pain is just a lighthouse, you know when you walk it rises, so get up the story is yet to fall after all no one wishes to be alone in the end. Don't worry; I'll be your dance partner this time and encourage you forward every step of the way. So, as actors, burn till nothing is left, and listen with your heart to my audience. May we go off with dry tears so our finale can be broken with our own hands!"

James was a hustler who'd succeeded in retiring early, only for the pandemic to ruin all of his plans. He spent two years locked up inside playing video games and watching movies, only to be spiritually abducted just as the situation started improving. Now his name is Jin and he's a part of the Illusion Room Sect. A cultivation sect that creates scenarios for combat-focused cultivators to hone their skills. In other words, fully immersive video games. Will the gaming knowledge of his past life help him succeed in such a cut-throat world? Will he manage to break his two-year pandemic induced dry-spell? And most importantly, will he ever manage to surpass the rank of cannon fodder?

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

In the quiet town of Eldridge, where stories of old lingered like rain on dry earth, lived a boy named Nathaniel. At just twenty years old, he was not an ordinary teenager; he had a deep curiosity about the unseen world—the spirits and energies that lay just beyond what we can see. Many nights, he would lie under the stars, thinking about life’s mysteries, the ideas of good and evil, and the balance between light and dark. One evening, as night fell over Eldridge, Nathaniel wandered into the woods that bordered his town. The trees stood tall and ancient, their twisted branches reaching for the sky. He often found peace in this natural space, where the rustling leaves shared secrets and the cool breeze took away his worries. But on this night, a strange energy filled the air—a tension that made him uneasy. As he walked deeper into the forest, Nathaniel came upon a clearing glowing with an eerie light. In the center stood a figure wrapped in shadows, its shape shifting like smoke. The air buzzed with energy, and Nathaniel’s heart raced with fear and curiosity. He had read about spirits that could grant wishes or give power at a price but never thought he would meet one. "Welcome, young seeker," the figure said in a soft voice that slipped into Nathaniel's mind. "I am Zareth, a being tied to realms beyond your understanding. I have watched you closely, sensing your desire for knowledge and power." Nathaniel stood still, captivated by the figure's presence. "What do you want from me?" he asked softly. Zareth laughed, a sound both charming and chilling. "I offer you a pact—a deal that will give you great power for seventy years. You can shape your future, command forces beyond your dreams, and influence those around you. In return, when the time comes, I will claim what is mine: your body and soul." The weight of Zareth's words pressed down on Nathaniel. The thought of having power was thrilling; he pictured himself as someone important—a hero or even a ruler. But deep inside, doubt crept in. Could he trust this shadowy figure? What did it mean to trade his soul for power? Sensing his hesitation, Zareth leaned closer, his form swirling around Nathaniel. "You want knowledge, don’t you? You wish to understand the world? With my gift, you will unlock secrets hidden from mortal eyes. You will be admired and feared." The promise stirred something within Nathaniel—a tempting call that echoed in his heart. He imagined standing tall, commanding storms and bending fate to his will. The fear of losing himself felt distant compared to the excitement of potential. With a mix of fear and excitement, Nathaniel reached out to Zareth. "I accept your offer," he said, sealing his fate with those words. As their hands touched, an electric shock ran through Nathaniel’s body, igniting every nerve with raw energy. A dark symbol appeared on his palm—a mark binding him to Zareth’s will. In that moment, Nathaniel gained power but also became vulnerable; he had traded his future for fleeting desires.

When a genius strategist’s forbidden obsession with her equally lethal partner collides with a deadly game of empires, their love becomes a double-edged sword—sharp enough to rewrite the world, or bleed them dry.

After killing his closest one, the Elite of Light, the Elite of Darkness is left alone in a shattered world. Once part of the Elite 7, he now walks a path of isolation, haunted by his actions, as the remnants of the elite cling to fading hopes. The scars he bares with the maps of battle won and lost and through the road may bleed him dry, he reaches out yearning to grasp the hand of someone who can carry the future forward. Guided by the sorrow-laden whispers of his fallen friends. A tale of unmatched power, yet powerless to save; a chronicle of lives lost beyond the grasp.

Introducing you to 3 mystical worlds, and 4 main characters. Only one of them is human. The story explores the areas of hetero, lesbian, and polyamorous relationship. You can expect magic, shapeshifting, natural element control, dark power, obsession, and love. I plan to include both tragedy and happiness in their lives. Things will be unexpected and sometimes unfair, as things happen in our lives. "I have infinite tenderness for you. I always will. My whole life." __Blue is the Warmest Color.