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They were five the night it happened. But the photo shows six. A decade ago, they entered a house no one speaks of and left behind something or someone they were never supposed to forget. Now, strange messages, vanished memories, and a shadow that shouldn’t exist begin to tear their lives apart one by one. Secrets buried deep are resurfacing. The house is calling them back. And the sixth one is waiting. But here’s the real question... If none of them remember him… why does he remember all of them?

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

***Completed*** Joanne Smith, weighed down by significant debt and humiliated by Jeffrey Winchester's cruel rejection just a day before their wedding, transformed her life into that of a multi-millionaire entrepreneur, allowing love to fade into memory. Joanne had one rule in life: money first, emotions later. She built an empire from the ground up, balancing her booming logistics company with the peace of her family farm. When a rugged stranger shows up, desperate for a place to stay, Joanne reluctantly takes him in as a paying guest. But little does she know, he’s not just any guest. He’s the man who brutally rejected her years ago, the one she’s long since forgotten. And he remembers everything differently. Now, living under her roof, he’s fueled by the sting of his own downfall and a hunger for revenge. Will the truth tear her world apart—or bring a reckoning neither of them saw coming? Join me on this incredible journey to find out! I will provide daily updates, and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Please consider leaving a review and supporting me with GTs, Power Stones, and gifts. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

In a world torn apart by nuclear wars and transformed by a mysterious force called Nui, a child named Loki is born with no known destiny. Amid a family filled with both pain and love, he grows up on a planet that shows no mercy, where the weak are crushed and strength achieves the impossible. His journey began with a cry… but where will Nui’s power lead him?

Aguy stay in a hotel room just for one night he didn't know that this night going to be unforgettable for him...

Harper Quinn returns to Bellridge Academy after a week of unexplained absence. There’s just one problem: no one remembers her. Not her old friends. Not the teachers. Not even the school records. She insists she were in Room 13A—but it doesn’t exist. The hallway ends before it reaches that number. Maps skip it. Staff claim it never did. But Harper remembers the soft hum at night, the scribbled symbols on the ceiling, and the girl who used to whisper, “Don’t fall asleep.” Now Harper is caught in a riddle of memory and time. Strange fragments of the past flicker through her mind—conversations she had, friends , books with her handwriting inside, and old photographs where her face is just... gone. The deeper she searches, the more terrifying the truth becomes.....

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

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

A strange dorm. A locked door. Adam is a normal student—until he hears a whisper calling his name. The wall hides something... and it's not friendly. This is not a horror story. It’s worse—because it could be real

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

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

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

“Your name is Elara. You wake up in a white room. The digital clock on the wall reads 33:33. And you... don’t know who you are.” In a place where time stands still and memory has been erased, Elara awakens in a sterile cube—watched by a camera that never blinks, haunted by a voice that claims to know her. The room shifts with her presence. Objects appear, vanish, change. But the real question isn’t who’s watching— It’s how many versions of Elara are watching back. Room Thirty-Three is a psychological-metaphysical thriller that fractures the self, dismantles identity, and asks what remains when you strip away memory, name, and form. If you ever find a claw mark shaped like a question... don’t ask what it means.

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Vivienne is a free-spirited 19 year old girl who loves to spend her time in the open green forest. she's often called a witch just because of her platinum hair and violet eyes, even by her own family. Her only comfort was her mother. The animals love her. She's soo unique, even she doesn't notice. She later learns of herself clearer after befriending the third son of the demon king,Ravien. He finds her interesting and becomes quite fond of her. Where will they're story lead to?

An Original Story by LunaAngela All Rights Reserved. Cersei is among the many children of King Gervase. However, she was isolated with her mother and grew up in a villa at the countryside. She was a nimble and kind child despite her circumstances. Her happy days ended when she was summoned to the palace. At first she was happy that she could finally be with her father and siblings yet she was gravely disappointed and terrified when she realized she entered a battlefield. Only the strongest offsprings of the King would remain and rise to the top but Cersei had no ambition towards the throne. She was among her other weak siblings that were treated badly. The title of princess was only in name and the battle for survival would commence each day. She was humiliated, exploited, and mistreated in the palace. Her dream of a happy home and comfortable life vanished before her eyes. She eventually ended her life in the quickest way she could to avoid the seemingly endless torture. Her wish for eternal peace was not granted when she realized she turned fourteen years old and was sleeping in her room inside the villa at the countryside. Did she go back in time? Is it even real? Then she would do whatever it takes to change her future away from the duchy but first she must find the only person who can provide her with protection. The strongest opponent of the royal family, the immortal sinner, Nikolai. "You remember our promise, right?" I asked nervously as I took a step backward. The room is dark but the moonlight provided great illumination to the person in front of me. His unearthly appearance can make everyone stare at him with fascination. His long violet hair was unkempt and swaying with each step he made. The piercings on his right ear and lower lip twinkled glaringly. His unnaturally pale skin glowed with radiance and his sturdy built was well defined in his dark suit. Despite his glamorous appearance, the man still continued to exude a dark and dangerous aura. I gulped anxiously as I realized I had nowhere to run. "Oh, there were many promises. Which one of them?" His voice sounded cool and collected but his icy golden eyes told me otherwise.

Hey there! I've got some random short stories that are just prototypes. If you like any of them, comment on each story. I'll consider your feedback and may expand the story to make it even more satisfying for you.

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Something to write down my ideas, for a fantasy world, called Tharia. Has magic and many different races.

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Some random stories I come up with to keep my boredom away. Contains original novels and fanfics as well. They may become a novel I'll write if I like them enough or if there is a sudden rush of inspiration that takes over me. If you like one of them comment on it and I may consider writing more about it one day, I am highly sleep deprived so I guess I will someday if i do not commit suicide first.

A group of college friends returns to Shimla, where their lives were once changed by a mysterious and haunted hotel—Hillview Hotel. What was meant to be a carefree trip becomes a journey of self-discovery, friendship, and confronting their deepest fears. Prajwal, a budding writer, is accompanied by her loyal friends: the intuitive Swara, the confident Akshada, the prankster Anushka, the jokester Srushti, the topper besties Apurva and Swarali, the good-hearted Rutuja, the cheerful Khushi, and the ever-silly Akshara. As they revisit the Hillview Hotel, memories of the supernatural events that once left them terrified resurface, particularly the eerie and mysterious Room 309. However, this time, it is different. There are no ghosts haunting their steps—just the echoes of their past adventures. Amidst laughter, emotional bonding, and unexpected twists, Prajwal uncovers the healing power of writing and the unspoken stories that bind them all. Through her writing, she is reminded that stories—whether of ghosts or of friendships—never die; they live on in the hearts and minds of those who dare to remember. Room 309 is a tale of friendship, fear, love, and the stories we carry with us, long after the pages are turned. Prajwal’s journey as a writer mirrors her friendships’ evolution, reminding readers that every adventure, no matter how spooky or mysterious, has a lesson to teach. Join Prajwal, Swara, Akshada, Apurva, Swarali, Rutuja, Khushi, Akshara, Anushka, and Srushti as they confront their past, embrace the power of storytelling, and find the courage to face the unknown once again.

Fuse~ is heard before Zoe is thrown into darkness. Struggling to breath as they sink deeper and deeper unable to swim, a last ditch effort of clawing their way-out, fingernail by fingernail breaking against the mix of dirt and stone. Barely managing to get out of the water, dripping wet, a burning pain comes an upon him. I do not own the Image, it was made with AI, I also do not own minecraft or the mods that will come in 60~ chapters. They all go to the one that created them and Mojang. I only own my own story and my own ideas that come with them. I also release them on scribblehub too, so don't need people saying I stole someone work lol.