Firmer Chisel

"There is an old saying that a person is but a mosaic of memories. But it is not the memories themselves that shape us, rather the choices one chisels from their shattered pieces — even those born in silence, even those carved in pain." "When the World Forgot Itself" is the Main Story and the largest part of the large Universe of Luminastra. It explores the delicate, often fractured nature of identity through a tapestry of fantasy and speculative genres. At its core lies an investigation into how memory — both personal and collective— shapes reality, yet never fully defines it. Instead, it is the conscious act of choosing what to hold onto, what to discard, and what to transform that forms the essence of self. Drawing from dark fantasy’s shadowed realms and epic fantasy’s vast horizons, the story delves into psychological and philosophical questions of existence, trauma, and resilience. It confronts the haunting echoes of forgotten histories and suppressed truths, inviting readers to consider how the past continues to live within us, sometimes as silent burdens, sometimes as sources of hope.

Hanrich Sebastian Bishop, Jr. (Harro), the 25-year-old scion of a business Mogul, was a paragon of perfection. His chiseled features, white hair and piercing blue eyes made him look like a celestial being, earning him the nickname of an Angel. His charming personality, honed from years of navigating high-society circles, had a mesmerizing effect on everyone he met. People were drawn to him like moths to a flame, helpless to resist his captivating smile and effortless charm. But one man remained immune to Harro's allure: Orion Alexander Stone, a ruthless and cunning business rival. With a name that evoked the mythological hunter, Orion was a force to be reckoned with. His piercing gaze and chiseled jawline made him look like a granite statue, impervious to emotions. He saw Harro as nothing more than a pampered, entitled rich kid playing at being a businessman. Fate, however, had other plans. When Harro and Orion met, the air was electric with tension. Despite their differences, they found themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction growing stronger with each passing moment. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, igniting a passion that neither could ignore. But their love story took a dramatic turn when Harro was involved in a freak accident, erasing his memories of Orion. The man he loved was now a stranger, and Harro was left with a gaping hole in his heart. Orion, determined to win Harro back, set out to rekindle their romance, but the odds were stacked against them. Would they be able to rekindle their love, or would their relationship remain forever lost in the annals of memory?

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.

R-18 CONTENT AVAILABLE. A DARK ROMANCE NOVEL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! I stood trembling before him with my eyes fixed downward in a mixture of fear and defiance. I knew I had disobeyed his direct order and now I must face the consequences. His chiseled features seemed to harden as he stared at me with his piercing eyes burning with intensity. "You were told to stay in the room," his deep, velvety voice resonated through the dimly lit space, sending shivers down my spine. "You were explicitly instructed not to leave. Yet, you deliberately disobeyed me." My gaze remained fixed on the floor, my heart raced with anticipation. I knew I had crossed a line this time. He began to circle around me, his powerful strides eating up the distance. His broad shoulders and lean waist seemed to radiate an aura of raw power, making my breath hitch in my throat. "You know the rules," he said, his voice dripped with an unsettling calmness. "You know what happens when you disobey me." As he stopped behind me, I felt a shiver run down my spine. His warm breath whispered against my ear, sending goosebumps across my skin. His lips brushed against my earlobe, making my pulse quicken. "You will be punished," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "And you will learn to obey me." Without warning, he spun me around, forcing me to face the large, mirror hanging on the wall. My eyes widened as he grasped my wrists, holding them captive behind my back. His chest pressed against my back as his heat radiated into me. "Look at yourself," he whispered, his breath caressing my ear. "Look at the disobedient girl staring back at you." As I gazed into the mirror, I felt his eyes burning into my soul. His grip on my wrists tightened, and I felt a surge of fear mixed with anticipation. what is this feeling?

Aside from becoming a supermodel, Morgan had one more wish: to be loved and adored by all. She wanted it all: the attention, the time, the pampering and everything that came with it. Morgan was confident that it was a dream that was achievable. She could make her family, who underestimated her love for her, believe that with their wealth and her skills, she could achieve her dream and live a life of no regrets. However, things changed; on her parents ‘ 25th anniversary, a DNA report proved that she wasn't their daughter; they had been wronged. Ruining not just the party but Morgan's life and dream. Angered by the revelation, she was thrown out. She wasn't their biological daughter, hence she was easily discarded. Life gave her another dose of bitterness when a ghastly accident almost claimed her life. As she surrendered herself to darkness, she vowed: No more kindness, no more pleading for love or attention. If life gave her another chance, she'd be the villain. Morgan woke up to a new identity and a wedding band on her finger. [Ding! System binding in progress…] [Host detected: Ivanna Wellington.] [System message: Welcome, Host. Your trash life ends here. Now let's make you the cold ass bitch you wanna be.] Morgan, who was taken two months back, now has a new identity, a career, a husband, and three brothers with intense love and possession for her. But Morgan's dream has changed; now, she wants to get as much money as she can and build a career with no one's assistance. Her resolve in this world was firmer than anything else. "Keep your love and attention to yourself. I'm going to be the villain.”

How many seconds in eternity? The question that the foolish loner, Kiyomi Otonashi, attempts to find the answer to in this story. In his attempt to answer this question that seemingly has no answer, Kiyomi’s path in life seems to have unexpected visitors. Idle banter, meaningful conversations, and nonsensical nonsense are what begin to color his life. Would Kiyomi Otonashi be able to do anything without the people he meets? Those hands stretched out to him won’t be able to do anything if he doesn’t reach out his hand, too. Nothing has changed. No one has changed. Kiyomi Otonashi hasn’t changed. But they can, right? This is a simple story about people who desperately want things to change, even if they seem complacent. Nothing can change, no one can change, and you can’t change if you don’t step out of your comfort zone and forge ahead. Chisel down that mountain made of diamond, no matter how long it takes.

In the bustling city of wealth and prestige, Aria Fredricko stands out as a brilliant and ambitious high school student. With her stunning beauty, fierce determination, and cheerful demeanor, Aria is the epitome of a rising star. Her dreams are bigger than just being a CEO's wife – she wants to be the CEO herself. Aria's passion for learning and her dedication to taking care of her family drive her to work tirelessly towards her goals. Enter Ace Alexander, the notorious bad boy from a wealthy and influential family. With his chiseled features, piercing gaze, and aloof demeanor, Ace exudes an aura of mystery and power. Aria and Ace's paths cross in high school, and despite their vastly different backgrounds and personalities, they find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other. As they navigate the challenges of adolescence, their relationship blossoms, and Aria finds herself falling deeply in love with Ace. However, their love is short-lived, as Ace's inner demons ultimately lead him to break Aria's heart. The devastating breakup leaves Aria shattered, and she is forced to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. Eight years later, Aria and Ace reunite under unexpected circumstances. Ace, now a ruthless and cunning businessman, has transformed into the very embodiment of a powerful CEO. Aria, having rebuilt her life and forged a successful career, is taken aback by the sheer intensity of her lingering feelings for Ace. As they rekindle their romance, old wounds and unresolved emotions resurface. Aria must confront the pain of her past and decide whether she can truly trust Ace again. Meanwhile, Ace must confront his own demons (which is...)and learn to let go of his defenses to truly love Aria. Will Aria and Ace be able to rekindle their lost love, or will the scars of their past prove too deep to overcome? Can they find a way to make their love work, or will their differences tear them apart once again?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Meet the Male Lead Alpha Benson Leonard, known as Alpha Leo, is a 24-year-old ruthless, cruel, and cold-hearted leader. A notorious playboy, he is as handsome as he is dangerous—blessed with striking features, a chiseled body, and an aura of dominance that makes even the bravest wolves tremble. As the ruler of the Black Knight Pack, the number one ranked pack, he holds absolute power and demands unwavering loyalty. Leo has no interest in finding a mate. In his eyes, mates are weak, unnecessary, and a burden. Love is a distraction—one he refuses to entertain. He believes power is all that matters, and emotions only lead to downfall. By his side stands his loyal Beta, Rex, a 25-year-old warrior with a hardened heart. Rex’s hatred for mates runs even deeper than Leo’s. His mother abandoned his father, and the pain of their broken bond eventually led to his father's death. This tragic loss turned Rex into a bitter, merciless wolf, making him despise the very concept of mates. To him, love is nothing but a cruel curse. --- Meet the Female Lead Ava Richard is the 22-year-old daughter of an Alpha. With long, luscious hair, piercing eyes, and curves that turn heads, she is a force to be reckoned with. But don’t let her beauty fool you—Ava is wild, carefree, and a little reckless. She thrives on adventure and refuses to let anyone dictate her life. Her older brother, Steve, is the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, which ranks tenth among the most powerful packs. Though she respects him, she refuses to live in his shadow. Ava’s partner in crime is her best friend, Emma, a 23-year-old firecracker with a sharp tongue and zero tolerance for bullshit. Emma is fiercely loyal, hot-tempered, and always ready to throw hands if necessary. Together, Ava and Emma are an unstoppable duo—fearless, rebellious, and utterly unpredictable. --- What Happens When Their Paths Cross? What happens when the two best friends come face to face with the infamous Alpha and his equally cold-hearted Beta? What happens when fate plays its cruel game and binds Ava to Alpha Leo and Emma to Beta Rex—the very men who despise the idea of a mate? And what happens when dark secrets resurface? When Ava’s parents are revealed to be the ones responsible for the death of Leo’s parents? Will love bloom amidst the hatred, or will revenge destroy them all? Read and find out…

ONTENTS ARE FULLY INSPIRED BY THE AUTHOR Title: Entangled Celestials Genre: Supernatural billionaire romance CHARACTER SKETCH PRIMARY PROTAGONISTS Name: Ophelia Morgan Age: 19 years Appearance: Having a long cinnamon brown hair in curls, her shimmering pale skin with her amber doe eyes, her pitched nose and long lashes gives her the appearance of a luxurious maiden bath bath mannnn. Occupation: Maid Personality: Loving, Caring, very emotional and insists on helping whoever she can. Story plot: Seeks to find freedom from the enslaving family she is sold to and ends up living with the most handsome and richest Duke in the kingdom as his maid as he changes her fate by marrying her. Relationship: Married to Alucard and daughter of Enzo Morgan. Weakness: She’s very fragile, weak and gullible Name: Alucard Claremont Age: 1023 years Appearance: A long dark hair which he always put up in a bun, having a slightly tanned skin, dark brown eyes, a nicely chiseled jawline, having broad shoulders and a fit upper and lower body. Occupation: Duke Personality: Hostile to others, but very caring and gentle for the one he loves, stern yet very calm and logical. Story plot: He is a cast down angel who then becomes a demon when he lands on the earth and loses his wings in the process and in finding it he finds a maiden who can bring back his wings with her love and decides to keep her for himself . Relationship: Married to Ophelia Weakness: None Name: Cyrilla Oman Age: Early twenties Appearance: Having a lustrous black hair, pitched nose and dark skin, dark hazel eyes and beautiful nude lips. Occupation: Maid Personality: She is very kind and takes Ophelia as her little sister when she works at the Claremont mansion, she’s very caring and responsible. Story plot: She becomes really close to Ophelia and is her personal maid and closest friend to Ophelia. She finds a creature with injured wings and decides to help without knowing what that may be like and ends up falling in love with him. Relationship: Married to Vernon Weakness: She’s fragile at heart PRIMARY ANTAGONISTS Name: Kesper Azariah Age: Early twenties Appearance: Having a short disheveled hair, a broad nose, dim pale skin, cherry lips and light grey eyes. Occupation: Prince of Kevlar Personality: Decietful, cunning and quite cheerful, he mostly smiles while having evil intentions Story plot: He poses as a friend to Alucard while trying to bring down his dukedom but unknown to him, he messes with the wrong demon. Relationship: Poses to be a friend of Alucard Weakness: Jealousy and pride Name: Felicia Jason Age: late fifties Appearance: short dark hair, a poised look, light blonde hair, dark eyes and shimmering skin. Occupation: Social elite Personality: Hateful, straightforward with insults and sarcasm, despises anything that doesn’t work her way. Story plot: She is the aunty of Ophelia, her caretaker after the death of Ophelia’s parents, she sells Ophelia to slavery with the intent to have her killed because she felt it would pose a threat to her daughter’s future, she lies to the world that her niece was killed by the beast of the kingdom but she becomes heavily suprised to see the girl she try to ruin is well and happy with the most handsome Duke of the kingdom, she tries to do her best to ruin her but is killed by Alucard after he much trials to kill Ophelia. Relationship: Aunty and proposed caretaker of Ophelia Weakness: Overthinking and Greed Name: Laurel Jason Age: 18 years Appearance: Having a long blonde hair with light blue eyes, her skin in slightly tanned, her pitched nose compliments her darted eyes. Occupation: Social elite Personality: Rude, incompetent and proud, hateful and spoiled. Story Plot: She bullies Ophelia until she is sold into slavery and becomes ecstatic by her mother’s decision and when it is the bachelor/spinster ball, she sets her mind on Alucard but is fully disappointed when she sees Ophelia with her supposed husband.

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Excerpt~~ "Do you know how long— I have wanted to do this?" When he spoke up, his voice was husky, a mixture of desire and sincerity. Matching with the look in his eyes. Sending this strong vibration across her body. "From the very time I saw you, walking down that aisle, dressed to kill. And all I could picture at that moment was how to get my hands on you." A smile lit up her face as her heart made a joyful leap at his words. She felt that fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach. Hot blood ran down her spine, as she lifted a hand to stroke his cheek to be certain he was real and not some hologram before leaning forward to trail a simple and soft kiss on his hard- chiseled chin. This is where she wanted to be, in his arms. Safe and secured. "Now that I think about it, I caught you staring at me that I almost lost a foot—- you literally were drooling on me." He laughed. His laughter was so rich, it sent her heart racing again. Out of the ladies I have acted alongside with, I have to admit— I'm not saying this to make you feel elated or to sound cheesy but it was what I felt at that moment. I felt that connection I had never felt before in all the female actors I have acted with. Truth be told, you are the best……" Synopsis~~ Jane Anderson was a rising star who was making waves with her acting talent, but at some point had to give up some big roles because of her boyfriend and it had always been her dream to act alongside a top actor, Toro Wilson. She finally landed herself a big gig to star as the female lead in a historical magical drama, alongside Toro Wilson. It was a dream come true. To celebrate the day, she ended up in a bar with her half sister who is also a rising actress and her friend. They partied the whole night and the next morning, Jane found herself unclad in the bar upper room and it dawned on her, she had a one night stand with an unknown guy but while hurrying out of the room, unknown to her, a camera was secretly taking shots of her. Soon, she found out her boyfriend was cheating on her with someone she never expected. Amidst the heartache, she was accused of a crime she didn't do which made her give up acting. Situationship brought her close to the top actor, Toro Wilson, who for some reason had a trauma of laying his hands on women (touching women) Now the two grew closer and worked together. Jane has to beat all odds to rise to fame again while Toro helps her in every way possible. Note: The story might contain some mature contents so reader's discretion is advised.

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

A being sat on a majestic throne, his black crystal hair cascading down his back like a waterfall of night. His golden crystal eyes gleamed in the dim light of the throne room, and his fine cheekbones seemed chiseled from the very marble of the walls. Asmodius tires of his immortal life, he seeks a way to break the curse. According to legend, only true love can set him free. Reincarnated as Joseph, a handsome and charismatic young man, he navigates the mortal world, searching for the love that will redeem him. But as he falls deeply in love with the beautiful and innocent Destiny, he must confront the darkness of his past and the secrets that threaten to tear them apart. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the forces of evil, or will Asmodius' destiny forever be bound to the underworld?"

Again and again. Over a thousand times Rayhan failed to save the world, to save the ones that he loves but he keeps failing. But he was still determined to win. Valen mumbled and snickered as he read his favourite novel. Smack! Valen fell to the floor and dropped his phone, with one hand on his throbbing cheek, he looked to see who had hit him but he already knew. His breathing, unsteady and his heart pounding. Valen stood up and went back to his seat ignoring the dark haired fiend that had struck him. Smack! Valen was hit again by the fiend. This time, Valen lost his timid coolness, but before he could fight back, he heard screams and felt the school building shake. He looked around to see what was happening and his body trembled with fear and excitement. He saw a raven black haired male with sharp brown eyes and a chiselled jawline. It was Rayhan. And with him was his cohort. Valen was confused, more so shocked. But before he could take it all in, he saw all sorts of monsters and beasts pouring out the 'gates'. All of the students in the school attempted to flee but as some succumbed to the monsters they all ran to hide. At the moment the heroes, along with Rayhan, fought the strongest and didn't seem to understand their situation, Valen on the other hand hid inside his locker. He never knew that the novel he loved reading all these years would be real, better yet come to his life. At first, it was very popular but soon, only Valen was left. Valen closed his eyes and waited for the chaos and turmoil to pass with time, hours and hours flew and it seemed the situation was calming down a bit. Valen left the safety of the locker and looked around. He looked left and then right; nothing. He walked around the hall and from time to time he would look outside the windows to see if the heroes were still fighting the major beasts; which they were. Tack! Tack! Tack! A hideous Cerberus charged at Valen and lunged in his direction, Valen clumsily threw himself out of harms way in an attempt to save himself. The Cerberus charged again, this time there was no chance of his prey escaping, Valen found himself backed up against a wall, on his left and right were more walls and behind him was the door to the janitor's room. The Cerberus opened it's maw, revealing it's long sharp teeth and bit into Valen's arms and forearms as he protected his head. Valen gritted his teeth and his mind was blind with fury. He couldn't die, not when his favourite novel somehow came to life. Not before he met the Hero and his cohort. Valen screamed as the pain and agony of his arms being torn off suddenly became unbearable. Valen soon saw dark, he was losing consciousness. System Alert! Achievement reached New Skill unlocked! Berserker [??? Rank] Name: Valen Arrenhoun Age: 17 Sex: Male Race: Human Rank: Awakened G Rank Potential: [???] Skills: Berserker... Manuals: None

When Kiet "Kai" Wong, a charming bartender, locks eyes with Tawat "Tae" Sittikorn, a mysterious and handsome stranger, the air is charged with an undeniable spark. As they continue to cross paths, the tension between them builds, and Kai finds himself drawn to Tae's enigmatic presence. But beneath Tae's chiseled exterior, secrets lurk, threatening to upend their blossoming connection. As Kai and Tae navigate the thrill of their whirlwind romance, they must confront the shadows of Tae's past and the true nature of their desire. Will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles ahead, or will the secrets they keep tear them

Justin Keifer del Valle Montemayor, is the ultimate definition of lowkey gwapo. Sun-kissed skin, chiseled abs, sharp jawline, at mga matang tila laging may itinatagong kwento—hindi maitatanggi ang appeal niya. Pero kahit pa bagay siyang maging campus heartthrob, he's not interested. JK is introverted, nonchalant, at masaya na sa kanyang tahimik na mundo. Ang priority niya? Studies at sarili niya, wala nang iba. On the other hand, Maria Eunice Villareal Aragon, is his complete opposite. Maganda, bubbly, at sikat sa kanilang campus, Mae is the life of the party. Marami ang humahanga sa kanya, pero kahit gaano karami ang admirers niya, her heart is set on just one person—si Markus Zein, ang outgoing at charming bunsong kapatid ni JK. Determined to get closer to Markus, Mae comes up with a plan—gagamitin niya si JK bilang tulay. Simple lang dapat, kasi sino ba naman ang hindi mabibighani sa charm niya? Pero habang mas napapalapit siya kay JK, Mae starts to realize there's more to him than his tahimik at aloof na personality. Beneath his nonchalant demeanor is someone warm, sincere, at unexpectedly nakakakilig. Unti-unti, Mae finds herself questioning her own heart. Ngayon, Mae is torn. Will she follow her original plan or take a chance on the nonchalant boyfriend she never expected to fall for? Because sometimes, love finds you most unexpectedly—even in the arms of your nonchalant boyfriend.

She's back, reborn and ruthless, with a score to settle. Kimberly Harrison, a striking woman with captivating facial features, had always struggled with her physical appearance. Her curvy figure and extra pounds made her self-conscious, but her intellect and wit more than made up for it. Inheriting her father's vast fortune after his untimely passing, Kimberly was titled the new CEO of his company. However, her brothers abandoned her upon learning of the will's contents. Kimberly found love with her boyfriend, and her best friend, and as she gets ready to marry him after pronouncing him her fiance, He betrays her, and Kimberly finds out that he had been cheating on her with her best friend, and they plotted against her with the help of her brother Alexander. After attempting to murder her, Kimberly miraculously survived, reborn with a mind to exact revenge. Her new alliance with Jason von Charles, a ruthless and enigmatic CEO, forged a powerful partnership. Jason's piercing gaze, chiseled features, and imposing stature commanded respect. Beneath his icy exterior, Jason concealed a genius-level intellect and a talent for strategy. His reputation was intimidated, and his territorial nature protected those within his circle. Their contract marriage bound them together, fueling Kimberly's quest for vengeance. With Jason's resources and guidance, she transformed into a new person. No longer the vulnerable woman she once was, Kimberly emerged fearless, turned by a singular focus to bring destruction on those who wronged her. As Kimberly faces her past, she must choose between revenge and love. Will she destroy those who wronged her, or will her newfound power consume her?

[#Loyalty] [# Captivity] [#Dark Romance] [#Betrayal] [ # Friendship] [# Rivalry] In the arms of the Don: a simple girls'love She felt his mild heart beat against her chest, and his warm breath caressing the side of her face. " I won't persuade you to speak further, or beat you for it. I'll let you speak at your own pace, and at the time you're comfortable to share it with me Amethyst, I won't hurt you----". His soothing, reassuring words echoed in her mind over and over again. The gentle wind, blew across the roof top, across them, making his reassuring words sink into her mind. She realized this wasn't a dream, or imagination, it was real.... " Is Amethyst up yet?"........ " Boss, no time for that...."..... " Don't tell me what to do!............. I get to ask for who I wanna ask....." He growled and got up fuming..... With a reputation for brutality and a charm that was impossible to resist, Don Diablo was the most feared and respected Mafia boss in the city. His chiseled features and piercing eyes, seemed chipped from granite, radiating an aura of unyielding power yet rumors of his hidden vulnerabilities and deep sense of loyalty had begun to circulate, leaving many to wonder what truly lay beneath his imposing exterior. When a Mafia leader falls for his captivating mistress, their whirlwind romance sparks a deadly game of loyalty, power and desire. Dive into the shadows with Don Diablo were loyalty and desire collide.

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

"With you, the red light will eventually turn green" ===== As she looked into his eyes, those deep dark irises, eyes that seemed to look into her very soul. That smirk that screamed 'danger'. She shuddered, feeling cold sweat drench her shirt "What's wrong?" his magnetic voice sounded with almost inhuman dexterity, he held her by the waist. "Stay-stay back, don't touch me!" her voice was shaking, almost breaking into a shout, but was actually a whimper. She slipped into his arms, heart pounding, eyes darting. Feeling complicated, a mixture of reluctance and pleasure. His chiseled face leaned into her hair, noise sniffing greedily. Her hair stood on end with nervousness, seeing the sharp fangs at the edges of his reddish pink lips. "Now you can be mine forever" 'No' she thought, but couldn't bring herself to speak. She gradually closed her eyes in despair. "I won't kill you, you're to beautiful for that" seeing her disposition, the man was amused. Vera opened her eyes in bewilderment and confusion. Mustering her courage and will, she managed yo squeeze out one word. "Why?" Her imagination ran wild, doubts began to form and dissipate at astonishing speeds. She hated when she wasn't aware of the situation. Soon her fear became anger, and anger gave way to rage. "So you kidnapped me and made me feel like a piece of shit for nothing?" The man smiled widely, and her fear returned. {CREDIT TO THE OWNER OF THE COVER From Pinterest}∆∆

“ why are you here again?” “ I wanted…..to….. dulai listen “ “ I thought I told you to stay away from me?” He was trying so hard to resist her but she was not making it any easy. “ no….no… dulai please it doesn’t have to be this way “ she said with that lovely voice that always drives him into ecstasy. Looking at her eyes one would see the crazy and unfiltered love in them. He was really helpless with her but still they can never be together. It was impossible. “ leave Anastasia”he said and made to leave but she held him back. “ just listen to me once please “ “ what do you want from me Anastasia?” She came forward with that lovesick eyes. The way she looked at him will forever be his undoing. She placed her slender and slim fingers on his chiseled chest having few buttons of his shirt open revealing the most beautiful tanned and sexy skin she had ever seen. “ I love you” At this his heart began pounding rapidly. She was killing him. His beating heart seized the moment she landed her cherry like lips on his. At this very moment all hell was broke loose. He lost it. They were literally on fire. “ to hell with mr thurston” Dulai was abducted and sold to Mr Maynard Thurston a wealthy and reputable man in America as a slave . He found himself in a world of slavery where the blacks had no will or choice of their own . Where blacks were treated and killed like animals. He couldn't be himself until he realised that there was a reason fate took him there and he was determined to fulfill his destiny. Mr Maynard Thurston's youngest daughter Anastasia fell in love with Dulai at first sight. The first time she saw him she was intrigued by him. The first reason being his skin colour and unique black beauty. When Dulai found out she was in love with him he tried all he could to avoid her, because she would cause trouble for him and the other blacks. And moreover he hated the White and he plans on avenging and retaining their freedom. He never imagined he would end up hating the White until he came to this side of the world. Anastasia's parents and siblings were not fond of the blacks and so that would never be possible. Mr Maynard Thurston was a reputable man in the society and he hated the blacks like wise his only son sir Nicholas. In between these Chaos Dulai unexpectedly fell in love with Anastasia. Their love is forbidden in the society . A love story between a black boy and a noble white lady from a very reputable family. What do you think? Will they be able to fight against the society because of their love ? Read and find out !!! I guarantee it an interesting and captivating story even though its my first official writing work. The story dates back to the 1880s before the abolition of black slavery.

In the bustling city of korea, 18 -year-old Mei, a shy and introverted high school student, lived a mundane life. Her world revolved around books and solitude, until she met him. Kaito, a 20-year-old enigmatic entrepreneur, with chiseled features and piercing eyes, was rumored to be ruthless in business and charming in the social scene. His true nature, however, was shrouded in mystery. Their paths crossed at a trendy cafe, where Mei accidentally spilled coffee on Kaito's expensive suit. Apologetic, she offered to buy him a new drink. Kaito, intrigued by her timid nature, accepted. As they sipped their coffee, Kaito's intensity drew Mei in, despite sensing danger. He, too, was captivated by her vulnerability and kindness. Their whirlwind romance began, with Kaito showering Mei with lavish gifts and attention. But beneath the surface, Mei detected hints of Kaito's psychopathic tendencies – his obsessive control, lack of empathy, and calculating gaze. Torn between fear and fascination, Mei couldn't resist Kaito's pull. He, in turn, found himself enthralled by her innocence and compassion. As their relationship deepened, Mei confronted Kaito about his darkness. He revealed glimpses of his troubled past, and Mei saw the pain driving his actions. Mei's love became Kaito's anchor to humanity, but his demons threatened to destroy their love. In this twisted dance, Mei must decide: embrace the danger or risk losing herself forever.

It's been months-no, it's hard to even keep track of time in this place. The constant drip, drip of water is driving me mad. I try to count the seconds between each drop, but the numbers always escape me, like the last glimmers of a fading dream. I wish I could drown out the sound with my own cries, but what good would that do? Here, even my voice feels like it's locked behind bars. They keep telling me this is what I deserve, that The Slaver's rule is about making us all equal in our suffering. I try not to laugh at their twisted sense of justice. Equality in chains is still just chains. The cold, the damp, the darkness-they've become my world. I keep telling myself that this will end, that one day I'll be free again. Zarin's face is the only thing I can hold onto, the promise of a chance to escape, to reclaim some part of myself. It's what keeps me going, despite the bruises and the hunger gnawing at my insides. I've been working on a plan, chiseling away at my chains and my hope with equal desperation. Every small victory-like sneaking a piece of bread or hiding a scrap of cloth-feels like a victory in a battle I'm too weary to fight. But I won't give up. Not yet. The thought of freedom is too precious to let go. If you're reading this, I am either already dead or the hunting and persecution of Cauldron-Born is finally over. I really hope for the second option. -Hadley

Helel painfully watched as the girl he cared for got hanged in front of the whole town. After he returned back to the palace, he made up his mind to deal with queen Helena and her minions. he had found love in the brown haired girl who had come along with the royal tailor, the king wanted to host a great ball for all creatures and all the royals needed new outfits for the ceremony. Helel was not interested in any of these but had to do what his father wanted, he only came back to make the lives of some people a living hell before sending them to hell one after the other. he came out of the bathroom and found a brownie not too curvey lady staring at carvings on his walls, he stood there admiring her features and hiding his highly intimidating presence and she still looked in owe, her jaws dropped when her eyes landed on a half naked prince. He had a white towel around his waist and his hair dripping wet on his shoulder driving down his chiseled chest and her eyes wondered even more, his well packaged body was undeniably lovely, his fine pacs and the v shape it gave from his sides that hid inside the towel. he cleared his throat before her brown eyes landed on his beautiful face, her lips parted again as if she was trying to make a drawing of this beautiful scene in her head, the smile on his face turned into a frown and he cleared his throat again, staring at her hard. she bowed her head and took few steps backwards with her face turning pink out of embarrassment, she sucked in her lower lip trying her best to not make it shiver. " what do you want?" his deep voice broke the silence and her eyes shakily moved to meet his dark red orbs that flickered with something she couldn't pinpoint. she froze when he started moving, he was so close that their bodies met, his face coming into view and she held her breath. his cold gaze landed on her and he could see right through her, he stretched his hand and for a moment she thought the vampire prince was going to kill her. he opened the wardrobe behind to pull out white shirt and black pants before pulling away from her to wear the shirt, "did your tongue get pulled out of your mouth, speak! I don't have all day" he said in an irritated tone and Constance swallowed, taking in a deep breath she mastered to talk still with her head down not meeting that strange beauty of a man. "my prince, the king sent me to get your measurements...... am sorry for my imprudence, I didn't know-" her words cut short because Helel was done with it, " do what you are here to do and leave!" he said so cold that Constance shivered, she was no human so why was she so weak in front of the prince?

Consumed by vengeance, Mitchelle becomes the Quinn’s CEO's secretary, determined to destroy those who ruined her family. Her father was killed and his company was stolen, her mother driven mad, and her family left penniless. The culprit? The very man she's now working for. But fate throws a curveball when Mitchelle discovers her knight in shining armour, Mason, is none other than the CEO. Her crush since that fateful night, Mason makes her heart skip beats. Yet, she refuses to let emotions cloud her judgement. With her eyes fixed on revenge, Mitchelle must navigate her own feelings. Can her quest for justice withstand the temptation of love? Or will Mason's charm crumble her resolve? Can revenge take over a crush that might turn out to be love,while being close to him?! * Taking in his chiseled features and appearance,mitchelle’s eyes roved over mason,the man who saved her on a desolate night—her savior. Her heart skipped a bit only just staring at him, a foreign feeling blubbering at the pit of her stomach, she’d never experienced such a feeling before. In her twenty three years and no man had made her heart skip but…until him. Only the thought of him made it flutter and ready to fly away. Why the hell was it him? Why?she thought. Mitchelle steeled herself, shaking off every Ill thought of love. Revenge comes first, love was a weakness she can’t afford, not now or ever. join our discord server and let’s talk more: https://discord.gg/82WxJk2me9

In the vast and breathtaking empire of Robelian, a land renowned for its wealth, beauty, and prosperity, none are more feared than its ruler, Ludwig De Robelian. Known for his relentless ambition and ruthless approach to warfare, Ludwig strikes terror into the hearts of all who oppose him. Once a fair and strategic leader, he has become a conqueror of kingdoms, one who will not hesitate to destroy any who dare to stand in his path. His enemies whisper tales of his cruelty, of villages burned to ash and royal families brought to their knees, all to satisfy his insatiable hunger for power. Even his allies tread carefully, aware that his allegiance is as sharp and unforgiving as the blade he wields. They say that when Ludwig rides to battle, a shroud of darkness falls over the land, as though the very air quakes in fear of his wrath. The woman screamed, clutching the bed sheets as another wave of pain swept over her. Her face glistened with sweat, and her breaths came in desperate gasps. Outside the small house, a cloaked figure approached, hood shadowing his face. He paused at the door, listening to the cries within, then slowly raised his hand to knock. Inside, an elderly midwife, worn by years of hardship, rushed between the woman in labor and a boiling pot of water. Her voice was gentle yet firm. "Hold on, my dear, it won’t be long now. Just one more push." The woman bit her lip, focusing her strength on the final surge. Her child’s first cry filled the air, mingling with her relieved sigh. The midwife wrapped the newborn in a coarse but warm blanket and held the child close. She whispered, "A fine, strong baby. I wonder what fate awaits you." Just then, the door creaked open, and the cloaked man stepped in. His voice was cold yet commanding. "Is it done?" The midwife turned, her face paling. She bowed slightly, clutching the baby protectively. "Yes, my lord. The child is born." The man pulled back his hood, revealing the chiseled features of a soldier scarred from battle. His eyes glinted with ambition. "So, Ludwig de Robelian has an heir." Elizabeth was shocked , when she hears those words, the man that she love the most Just said those sharp words that broke her the most ... Will Elizabeth find a way to find her happiness or she will continue to endure the cold treatment and the abusive husband that she love for five years

Yu Jung-ak, the wrestling prodigy of middle school, Emerges from four grueling years of mountain training with his father, His body honed to perfection, an ultimate fighting machine! But wait—what's this shocking news? "Wrestling struck from the Olympic roster?" As Yu Jung-ak's raw talent and chiseled physique ignite, The combat world trembles, anticipating the rise of a new fighting deity!

“If He Can Cheat, Two Can Play That Game” Camelia knew nothing but revenge when she was reborn. A young girl madly in love with her knight, Michael. Many would shun their relationship but Camelia was lucky to have kind parents. The marques not only accepted their love but also made the orphan boy Earl in his territory. Everything was like a dream until it broke. With blood dripping from the dagger, Michael sauntered towards Camelia and slit her throat. His lover, Katherine, laughing and enjoying the scene. “I vow to take revenge for the death of my family. Even if I have to haunt you as a ghost, I am ready to wander for eternity. I will come... To take revenge.” Her eyes closed with burning desire. But when she opened them again, she was back to their honeymoon. Now.. will she slit his throat that instant or... Burn him with her slow revenge? Excerpt: The cold eyes of man crawled over her skin like a reptile coiling her into its tight grip, but she stared back firmly, “So, you are telling me you will return the land to my family if I help you in ruining your husband. The one you had a love marriage with?” a hint of mockery in his perfectly chiseled face when she grimaced. “I will give you my land, Damien. I am sure you can not use the word return here. But yes, as long as you will help me in taking my revenge. I will give you everything I have." So what if he was a devil, she was ready to sell her soul for revenge. “Hmm, you said everything.” His lips twisted into a nefarious smile. “Eek!” Ethan, his aid covered his lips as he could already imagine a dagger in the hands of his master. ‘How could you smile like that when you were planning to kill this woman before she knocked on the door.’

In a world where strength reigns supreme, **Zane Stormwood**, an 18-year-old with unrivaled supernatural powers, is the embodiment of fear and control at the Blackthorn Academy. His icy demeanor and piercing gaze send shivers through students and teachers alike, earning him a reputation as untouchable. Zane thrives in isolation, mastering his powers and ruling the academy with an iron fist, never letting anyone get close enough to challenge him—or understand him. **Lily Rivers**, a 16-year-old human with no supernatural abilities, is invisible in a place where power defines your worth. Mocked and disregarded by her family and classmates, Lily may be powerless, but she has a fierce will and an unyielding sense of justice. When she stands up to Zane in front of the entire school, their worlds collide in a way neither expected. Zane is drawn to her defiance; Lily becomes the one person who doesn’t fear him, but instead challenges him in ways that unsettle his carefully controlled world. As their clashes escalate, so does the undeniable chemistry between them, leading to a tension-filled connection neither can ignore. ~~~ In the darkened hallways of Blackthorn Academy, the air between Zane and Lily was thick with unspoken words and charged tension. They stood facing each other, the moonlight casting shadows on Zane’s chiseled features. His cold blue eyes narrowed as he stepped closer, towering over her. “You really think you can just defy me, human?” Zane's voice was a low growl, dangerously calm. Lily’s heart raced, but she refused to back down. “I don’t care who you are, Zane. Power doesn’t give you the right to treat people like they’re beneath you.” Zane’s lips curved into a smirk, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” “Maybe I should be,” she whispered, her voice shaky but steady enough. “But I’m not.” Something flickered in Zane’s gaze—surprise, curiosity, maybe even admiration. For the first time in a long while, someone wasn’t running from him. Someone was standing up to him, and that intrigued him more than he cared to admit. Lily took a step closer, their proximity igniting an electric current between them. “You may be powerful, but that doesn’t make you invincible.” For a moment, Zane hesitated, the wall around his heart cracking just a little. And for the first time, he didn’t have a response. ---

This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #mature