Witch In Princess Bride

(TRIGGER WARNING: DARK THEMES AND MATURE CONTENT) Imagine being a powerless witch, the lowest of the supernatural food chain, when you're from a bloodline of some of the most powerful witches in the planet. Yeah. Tragic. But now on top of that, imagine finding out that you're the fated mate of some cold, ruthless Alpha King who's rumored to bath in the blood of his enemies and eat little witches for dinner. That's just bad luck at this point. But it's the life of Odessa Pierce. ––––– In a modern Earth torn by a century long war between the werewolves and witches, with humans stuck in the middle, Odessa Pierce's life is changed forever. She's unexpectedly chosen by the Alpha King of the North American region himself to be his BRIDE to seal a "truce". However, in a shocking twist, she discovers that she's mated to the ruthless Alpha King and now has to navigate her growing feelings for a man she thought she'd hate, while still trying to survive in a world that's out to eliminate her kind. As ancient prophecies and dangerous enemies arise, will she be able to pierce through the dark veil clouding the Alpha King's heart and make him accept her? Or will their forbidden romance ultimately crumble under the brunt of the secrets and revelations that begin sprouting? And what will be her role in this never-ending war? Follow Odessa and Kaelos in a dark, delicious ride filled with magic, lust, blood, and the kind of chaos only fate can create. ***** EXCERPT: "Odessa..." His whisper brought me back to reality, causing me to flutter my eyelids as I brought my gaze back to his silver eyes. "Focus. Tell me to shove it in." Argh, what's his fucking problem? "Since when do you care about what I think?" "I don't." He suddenly responded, causing me to clench my jaw. "If I wanted to, I'd simply tie you up without saying a thing and then fuck you until the entire pack hears you screaming my name. But..." He paused, his smirk turning into a grin as he brought his mouth to my ear and whispered. "... I want to see you beg for it. I want to see you grovel at my feet, pleading for the sweet release of me fucking you. The mate bond has heightened your sex drive, hon. And I'm the only one capable of taming it." ***** (This book is a 2025 WSA Entry. Your support is very appreciated! You can follow the author on Discord: @malachijayden.)

... “You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking. “And now she’s carrying your child?” The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.” The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs. She had slept with him last night. Let him touch her. Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want. And now another woman carried his child? Stupid. She’d been so stupid. ... “You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.” The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing. “I will make you mine,” he growled. “If not today—then soon. And when I do…” He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together. “I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.” Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch. Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win. ... “You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom. “I did it to save mine,” he snapped. Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.” “Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.” ... Three different men. Three different roles. An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue. And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them? She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother. She stayed to kill the monsters responsible. But the real betrayal? She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy. She should’ve never danced at the castle. Should’ve never worn that mask. Should’ve never let herself feel. Because now, she was trapped. Bound by fate that states: > If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies. If they force her to accept it—they die. And still, they want her.

"Why?? What did I do to deserve this??" "Kill her." Esther De Geire, princess of SilverCrest Empire was killed brutally by her own family. All memories of her life flashed through her eyes and she realised that the family she ran after, never cared for her. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on bed of unknown man. "Where am I? Am I reborn?" The answer was No. Then why is she in a strange man's room who is looking at her with eyes that was filled with happiness and relief. "I will take my revenge no matter what." "Let me help you wifey." The guy looked at Esther with a sinister smile. 'My wife is so innocent and sweet. How can she hurt a fly?' The guy was thinking. But what he didn't knew was that Innocent Esther was a lethal weapon. With a catastrophe that's coming soon, will they be able to stay alive to take revenge or the destruction will be inevitable?

His Bride in Chains She thought marrying the man she loved since childhood would be her happy ending—until betrayal ripped her world apart. Eliana, the daughter of a former garbage collector, but full of dreams, is engaged to her wealthy best friend, Jason. But when a cruel twist of fate forces her to care for a crippled, blind and bitter billionaire, her life spirals into secrets, temptation, and a night she can’t take back. Pregnant. Alone. Betrayed by the most important people in her life—Eliana is dragged into a contract marriage with the cold, mysterious man she once ran from. Love was never part of the contract. But what happens when hearts begin to want what they were never meant to have?

[WSA Entry 2025] [Additional tag: GL, Yuri, Only Wholesome romance, Harem, Slow romance, Academy, Fluff, Lighthearted, Overpowered Protagonist and Love Interest, No Male Lead, Hidden Protagonist, Late Smut ] [Update Daily: 2 Chapters] Seven Witches. Seven Sins. Mel Sakura had transmigrated into the World of Witchhunter's Howl, a gacha game she used to play, reborn as the Witch of Lust, fifteen years before the apocalyptic timeline. Upon waking up, the System (who had kidnapped her in the first place) offered her a choice: Return to her original World, or stay and prevent the six Witches’ tragedies that led to the Witches’ Uprising. “Oh? Then can I go home now?” [ ...of course. I’m sorry for everything. Please stand still as I prepare the ritual. ] “Hehe. I’m just kidding.” The Witch of Lust grinned, her cheeks tinged with red. “Why so eager to send me back? Don’t ruin my only chance for graduating from my Virginity, would you?” So, with a full-blown Harem Plan in mind, a decade had passed since she finally resolved the Witch of Envy’s tragedy. And suddenly, the Witch of Pride broke through the Saintess’s Seal for a moment just to call the System a liar. She should have really, really heeded that warning from the start. Or at least be more prepared for when the System finally revealed herself, and trapped her after she’d seduced them all… “Um...Partner? Don’t you think you can let me out of the basement already?” “Too late, Mel... Don’t worry. I will make you feel so good you’ll forget why you ever tried to save them.” “Hic... just don’t shred my panty like last time...” This is a fluffy, lighthearted fairy tale where everything finally aligned. The Witches. The Happy Ending. The welcomed Witches Uprising. And a System that finally had its wish granted: A simple date in the Capital. With her. ————— Note: In short, want Date a Live but Yuri + Witches + LOTS of fluffs + Overpowered Scheming Protagonist? You have come to the right place! Inspired by Frieren (slice of life + action), Date a Live (premise), and the World God only Knows (Strategic Seduction) Ah, and Re-zero, I suppose. BUT NO ANGST. ZERO ANGST! ONLY FLUFF! (Except the characters Backstory/resolution and IF scenarios) Credits: Cover: @PagE_PickEr —————

Riley Bennett is a sharp, fiercely independent screenwriter from Los Angeles, weighed down by her family’s mounting debts and her mother’s critical illness. As she struggles in a cutthroat publishing industry, a chance encounter at an Upper East Side gala introduces her to Alexander Grant—CEO of the Grant Group, heir to a British noble family, and a cold, calculated titan of finance. Alexander is under immense pressure from his aristocratic family to marry before his 27th birthday or lose his right to inherit. Disdainful of love and emotionally distant, he proposes a solution: a marriage contract. Riley, desperate to help her family, reluctantly agrees. Their three-year agreement is clear: no romance, no intimacy, no interference in each other’s personal lives—but in public, they must act like a picture-perfect couple. What begins as a calculated arrangement quickly spirals into something far more complicated. Living under the same roof, Riley's warmth and sincerity begin to thaw Alexander’s icy exterior. She uncovers the traumas he hides beneath his controlled facade, while he finds himself captivated by her spirit—an unexpected, irreplaceable presence in his life. Just as emotions begin to surface, Alexander’s aristocratic first love, Elena, returns to the spotlight, announcing their “rekindled romance” to the media. Crushed and feeling like a mere pawn, Riley launches a “self-destructive breakup plan”—wild parties, tabloid scandals, and daring outfits—hoping Alexander will walk away. But Alexander doesn’t. Instead, his jealousy reveals emotions he can no longer contain. When Riley is nearly humiliated at a high-society gala, Alexander publicly claims her as his wife in a dramatic, protective gesture—turning media frenzy into a declaration of devotion. As they grow closer again, Riley’s famous ex, Hollywood actor Lucas Ward, reappears offering both affection and funding for her new screenplay. Alexander opposes it, leading to a heated argument and yet another emotional rift. Meanwhile, Elena fakes a pregnancy to trap Alexander, triggering chaos in the family and threatening his inheritance. Caught between love and legacy, Alexander makes his choice. He flies to Los Angeles, finds Riley backstage at her script premiere, and kneels before her with a heartfelt vow: “If I could rewrite the contract, I’d write your name next to forever.” Riley lets down her guard. They stop running from their feelings and rewrite the rules. In the end, Alexander gives up part of his control over the company to keep what matters most—her. Riley’s script is adapted into an Oscar-winning film, marking her breakthr In a contract built on conditions, love was the one clause never written—yet the only one that couldn’t be broken.

In a city ruled by power and privilege, love is the last thing billionaire CEO Ace Wolfe is looking for. With an empire to protect and a family legacy hanging in the balance, he needs a bride—fast. Not for love. Not for romance. Just for the contract. A name on paper. An heir in the future. But Alara Grey is anything but paper-thin. Working at a cozy coffee shop and struggling to support her younger sister and ailing mother, Alara’s life is a far cry from penthouses and black cards. She’s strong, grounded, and proud—until desperation forces her to consider the unthinkable. When her mother’s life hangs in the balance and every option runs out, Ace’s cold proposal becomes her only salvation. The deal is simple: marriage, wealth, protection—for a price. No feelings. No strings. No questions. But what begins as a contract signed in desperation quickly spirals into a passionate storm neither of them expected. Alara is drawn to Ace’s dangerous charm and bruised soul, while Ace becomes obsessed with the fiery woman who challenges him in ways no one else dares. As public appearances blur into private touches and stolen glances turn into sleepless nights, lines begin to blur—and so do hearts. Yet in the shadows, jealousy brews. Eve, Ace’s ex and an A-list model, wants her place back—and will go to any length to ruin Alara. Ryan, Alara’s unstable ex-boyfriend, returns with an obsession that becomes dangerously unhinged. And Percy, the trusted friend, hides envy behind fake smiles and betrayal behind loyalty. Alara must navigate fame, danger, and the weight of a world that doesn’t want her to belong—all while falling for the man who swore he’d never love. But when tragedy strikes and secrets unravel, both must confront a truth they never planned for: This marriage may have started with ink and a signature… …but it could end in real love. ⸻ CONTRACT BRIDE is a sultry, emotionally charged tale of passion, power, and sacrifice. With lavish settings, cinematic drama, and a heroine who rises against all odds, this slow-burn romance will leave readers breathless, rooting for a love that was never supposed to be. Perfect for fans of: • Billionaire + everyday girl • Contract marriage to love • Emotional twists with spicy scenes • Loyalty, betrayal, and second chances

It was never meant to be a union. Only a transaction. When Seraphina, the illegitimate daughter of a Southern High Lord, is bartered off in marriage to the cold High Lord of the North, she expects cold stone, colder glances, and a life spent in silence. Instead, she finds herself at the heart of an ancient fortress pulsing with secrets, where every shadow watches, and every man may not be wholly man. Her husband, Lord Aevriel, rules with a cold gaze and iron restraint. Rumored to have murdered his own father to ascend, he is feared by his men and obeyed without question. But beneath his composed cruelty lies something darker, something not entirely human, and Seraphina has just become its most dangerous temptation. Aevriel? He doesn’t want a wife. He wants silence. Obedience. Peace in the haunted dark. But Seraphina makes peace impossible. Their banter is vicious, barbed with heat. Their hatred dances on the edge of something hungrier. Lust coils beneath every glare, every insult, every reluctant brush of skin. He calls her fire. She calls him frost. But neither of them is prepared for what the other truly is. Forced to act as a Southern spy in the North, Seraphina must survive a court of quiet wolves and masked intentions, all while hiding her defiant fire. But as she clashes with Aevriel, their disdain turns volatile, charged with hatred, lust, and the hunger for control. She expected to be owned. She never expected to match him. As Seraphina navigates the cold politics of the North, and Aevriel’s dangerous kin sniff too closely at her Southern scent, something ancient stirs, a truth buried in blood. He was something else... not only wolf. Not human. Something... older. Now, with Seraphina under his roof, and in his bed, the past returns in ways he can’t control. Whispers of prophecy. Bloodlines twisted with something darker. And Seraphina may be the key to unlocking what he’s spent a lifetime running from. They were never supposed to want each other. They were never supposed to need. But in a castle built of frost and secrets, hate and hunger are often the same thing. And what begins as a transaction... might just end in ruin.

The Bride They Burned He married me for a bet. Then made me bleed to entertain his friends. I was the perfect wife. Obedient. Loving. Devoted. Until my husband turned my life into a game. > “Walk on glass to save your son.” “Smile while you bleed.” “Beg like a good girl.” And when I finally broke, they ended me—with a knife to my heart and laughter in their eyes. But I didn't stay dead. I returned in a new body. More beautiful. More dangerous. And this time—I won’t cry. I won’t beg. I’ll make them fall for me. And then I’ll destroy them. One by one. ---

Its about a girl becoming a strong witch, meeting many new character and even protectors that will be her future lovers. This is were detailed to the point you can imagine where and how all is happening. Take your time and read this amazing adventure and growth that will grow into something unforgetable.

Dungeons, Floors, and Minions. They have one thing in common, and that is, only creatures born from a dungeon's core can manage them. These creatures of unmatched powers are called Dungeon Bosses. Yet, what if... hiding amid these alien bosses, lay a human with the power to manage a dungeon herself? This is a Tale born from Chaos itself, where humans and monsters are at war. And in between, there exists a witch whose actions seem to overthrow both races' ideologies. Welcome to the Wich-log!

Betrayed by blood. Chosen by magic. Bound to rise. In a kingdom where witches are hunted and burned, Princess Natalya Kastillion was born to wear a crown until it was stolen by her younger brother. Betrayed by her family, and hunted for a power she was raised to despise, Natalya uncovers a buried truth: she is the last High Priestess of the triple goddess, destined to bring back the old religion her bloodline tried to erase. Now on the run, Natalya must harness her power, make allies and raise armies to reclaim not just her throne but to herald an era of magic. But her brother isn't the only threat. Duke Herbert Valendel, a powerful dark witch and master of forbidden magic, sees her rise as an opportunity to reshape the world in his image. As the court descends into shadows and ancient forces stir, Natalya must embrace a legacy of magic, war, and sacrifice... or watch her kingdom fall to a crown darker than her brother’s. Magic is forbidden. Her crown was stolen. But a queen is rising and the true battle has only begun.

Magic is easy! You just have to get your soul vibrating at the right frequency, isn't it? Don't forget the gestures for the spells! But beware... every power has its price, and though we may not know it at first, every payment we make is recorded, and one day we will have to pay our debts. Séraphine Rohan is a witch, perhaps something special in this world, but not even she would dare to fight against the increasingly powerful firearms. Neon lights, soft music and extravagant living! Prosperity is everywhere in this world where idealism meets materialism and mysticism meets science. Where gangsters can be more dangerous than a werewolf and fairy dust is used as a recreational substance. But what lies beneath this veil of glamour, wealth and colorful lights? The decadence of humanity is not only material, but also spiritual, and sometimes... this is reflected in our surroundings more than we think. Join Séraphine Rohan as she explores this world full of interesting creatures, solves cases as a detective and embarks on various adventures driven by money, or maybe it's those ideals she doesn't want to talk about? All this while reality becomes more and more confusing and incomprehensible before her eyes. By the way, how about toasting this psychedelic story with a glass of wine? ------------------------ Cover made by TheAnPlayer2. English is my second language and I'm using Grammarly for thoses mistakes I didn't see, so, if you notice one, comment, please! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

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.”

Arabella Saint-James, a cold, reclusive New Orleans heiress, inherits her late husband Elias’s decaying estate and a beautiful, unsettling slave boy named Jonah who's mute, otherworldly, and tethered to the land by forces Arabella can’t yet see. As her suspicions mount, Arabella uncovers Elias’s dark obsession with voodoo and ritual possession. Jonah, it turns out, was never a boy but a vessel: crafted for a god Elias tried to summon. That god, Mal Lune, now lives inside Jonah dormant but awakening. Arabella must confront the horrors of her past, including her betrayal of Colette, Elias’s mistress and the first failed vessel. As the house itself turns against her, Arabella is forced to decide whether to complete the ritual or destroy it with Jonah. But her final act is neither. She rewrites the ritual at great cost,fracturing her own memory and choosing not death, but surrender. In saving Jonah, she loses the part of herself that belonged to Elias. Now alone but reborn, Arabella remains at the estate as a guardian not of the past, but of the silence that follows it.

A group of wolves, a gathering of witches, a trio of bears. An engaging narrative... Alpha Yona is struggling with his emotions towards Chhaya. He is hesitant to pursue a romantic connection with someone who is not his destined wolf partner. Despite his reservations, does he harbor romantic feelings for her? Cedric, Colton, and Connor are formidable bears with a significant issue involving the wolf pack. Both groups are attempting to eliminate the demons and are feeling irritated by the competition. Cedric is infatuated with Saturn, the leader of the coven, who is fixated on Alpha Yona. Can Saturn maintain focus to lead the witches effectively? Will Alpha Yona be able to navigate this complicated love triangle while maintaining order?

In the shadowed heart of the kingdom of Arvenhall, where noble blood hides monstrous secrets, Anna becomes the second wife to a man from the most powerful noble house in the land—the Evans family. Though they are not royalty, the Evanses are close enough to it, holding a grip over the court that rivals even the King’s. To the public, they serve the crown. But in private, they may be the ones ruling it. From the moment Anna arrives at the Evans’ manor, she knows something is deeply wrong. Perfection isn’t just expected—it’s enforced. Every word, every smile, every silence feels staged. Lord and Lady Evan, regal and cold, are revered and feared across the kingdom, their influence stretching far beyond their estate. No one crosses them. Not even the King. And the King... he is distant, untouchable, watching. A man whose tragic past should have broken him—but didn’t. Rumors whisper he’s just a figurehead now, but others say he’s simply waiting, biding his time. The truth? No one knows. Except perhaps the Evans. Or perhaps he knows more than he lets on. They are each other’s shadows—caught in a silent war of power and secrets, with Anna now in the middle. Then there’s her husband—the man who chose her. Too quickly. Too deliberately. His devotion is obsessive, his gaze lingering, his touch possessive. He claims to love her. But is it really love? Or is Anna something else to him—a vessel, a key, or a pawn in a darker scheme? As Anna begins to pull at the threads of her new life, she finds herself trapped in a gilded cage of manipulation, madness, and supernatural ties far older than the kingdom itself. In a house where nothing is as it seems, being the second wife might mean she was never meant to leave. Because in Arvenhall, some women are chosen not to be loved—but to be kept.

Betrayed,plotted against,and killed. Elodie Adedora’s corpse was left to glaciate in a cold abyss… but why does this protagonist wake up seven years later? … Far away, off the outskirts of the Solaria kingdom, where the sun and warmth were scarce. A dark cave, lit only by the dim reflection of silver chains, suspending a single person to an icy wall. The person's skin, dark and covered in winters frost. The hairs on her head and eyelashes were grey, covered by tiny icicles. Her lips, pale of all color, cracked, and like the rest of her, cold. But, slowly, her lips were the first to melt. Her eyes started to flutter open, revealing brown eyes flickering with white. A bright, illuminating, magical white. "Kill the queen. You must kill the queen. That is why you are alive." The iridescent shimmer of white began to spread across her body, intertwining itself with the natural ebony color of her skin that was stuck to her bones. The intense frail appearance of the girl filled out into a healthy complexion. The melting ice dripped like water down her skin, and the more that dripped, the more alive the unconscious body seemed to become.  Just as a first warm breath escaped the girl's mouth, a spiteful emotion bubbled up to the surface, flashing across the girl's eyes. Pain, suffering, and betrayal. Those were the three most prevalent in her expression. One of the three must've been a feeling strong enough to revive the dead. The chains on her arms were thick and bulky, frosted over with a glaze of ice and frost. In a second however, she ripped her arms away from the stone that in prisoned her, falling weakly to other side, where her other arm remained suspended to the ice wall. A screamed ripped out of the girl who had just awoken, the voice of regret. It echoed against the walls of the cave. Her restraints shattered in a horrifying unison, metal bits flying in different directions in the room. Falling to the ground, her shivering body hit the ice floor below her. The ice ground made direct contact with her knees and forearms. Under the intense contact, they scraped and peeled. Yet, the girl's hands and knees held strong as she stood up. Her dark, raven black hair fell in front of her face, a protruding but delicate nose bridge interrupted its flow.  "You will never be forgiven..." Were the first words to leave the girl's lips. The white flickers and crackles in her eyes and across her skin had calmed. The iridescent shimmer had also vanished, and yet,  Now was the moment the girl appeared the most intimidating, warm tears of anger had overtaken the melted ice on her skin, obstructing parts of her vision. She raised her head, and with it, a stem of green glow manifested from no where. In her palms, the white shimmer of light had now turned a threatening forest green. In this icy prison was where the infamous evil witch was held captive. It would also be the same place which this story begins.

After being burned alive for witchcraft, Seraphina swore vengeance. A century later, she wakes up reborn in the body of a timid heiress forced into a marriage with the cold, ruthless CEO, Lucien Vale. What her new husband doesn’t know? She’s not the fragile bride he married. Seraphina is a witch reborn, and her magic is awakening. But the deeper she digs into Lucien’s secrets, the more tangled her fate becomes. Because Lucien isn’t just a CEO he’s the last descendant of the hunters who killed her. Now, the witch must decide, take revenge or fall in love with her enemy?

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. For if witch hunters pick up on her trail it could be her end.

In the forests of Ulrik, there lived a witch. Secluded from everything till now, Aria had grown up to be a beautiful eighteen year old witch. But this witch has never interacted with a human being. So what happens when one day this witch suddenly finds a wounded knight in her region? Aria knows how to treat wounds but with no knowledge of interaction with a human being, how should she behave with this man? The problem would have solved on its own if the knight would leave after getting treated but what Aria didn't know that the knight was there for her only. Rayan needs a witch to save his people. On his journey to find this witch, he has encountered uncountable obstacles. So when he finally found the witch, his problems should be counted as solved. But when the witch is too beautiful to be called a witch and carries the innocence he had never come across, Rayan realises that his problems have increased. Together they travel to save the people of Ludwig, carrying their own secrets in their hearts but how long could the secrets stay hidden? As the enemy rises more powerfully and with their secrets threatening to come out, would they stand together or would everything be swept away? Only the time could answer these questions....

The Ashbourne Bride A darkly seductive gothic romance set in a world of power, secrets, and forbidden longing. When Adele is wed into the prestigious Ashbourne family, she steps into a gilded world where appearances are everything—and love is a dangerous illusion. Trapped in a life chosen for her, she must navigate the sharp edges of high society, whispered betrayals, and a passion that refuses to stay buried. But behind the grand estate and flawless smiles lie secrets that could ruin everything. And as desire and defiance ignite, Adele must decide how much she’s willing to risk for freedom—and for a love that was never supposed to exist.

“You wore red” he murmured, eyes dragging her over like a threat. The silk clung to her body like a dare. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. His lips crashed into hers, hungry, rough, devastating. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a warning. His hands slid beneath her dress, cupping her ass. He spanks her, HARD. She lets out a throaty moan. “You like that huh ? be a bad girl for daddy” He says. His hard-on, throbbing as brutal as ever, poking her dangerously as the longing kiss continues. “I'll break you” He whispers against her skin. “And when you shatter, I'll keep every piece.” And God help her… She wanted to fall. ********** Sapphire Blake thought her life was hers to live, until a long buried debt ripped that freedom away. Forced into a marriage with Mason Peterson, the cold, arrogant heir to a dangerous empire, Sapphire finds herself caught in a life she never chose. What begins as silence and rejection soon unravels into tension, obsession, and something far more consuming. But, in a world ruled by power, betrayal runs deep and love comes with a price. She was given away like a pawn, but she might be the one who flips the entire game.

Alice Heathrow is pushed from the third balcony of the Montgomery Mansion on the night of her wedding to Lord Alan Montgomery. Her death is written off as a mere suicide as it was a well known fact through the town that Alice did not wish to marry. However, this case takes the curious mind of a particular detective called phantom. A man who is neither dead or alive. One only the dead go to seek justice. When detective Landon Felton, sees a woman in a white dress sitting in his office, he instantly recognizes her. "I was murdered. They said you could help me" Alice Heathrow said. With time running out for the both of them, as mad spirits start to roam free and a family bent on covering up the murder. Alice must find her missing husband but as the story unravels, She discovers that the elusive Phantom might be more connected to her death than she imagines. What will Landon do when he must go back to the only place he remembers from his past life to save the woman he loves?

In an age veiled in magic, the Golden Mages lived alongside other elemental sorcerers, guardians of the world against corruption. But this peace was not to last—the Celestial Mages of the stars had a different vision. They sought to unravel the world’s order and rewrite destiny itself. What became of the world? Does peace still endure? This is the tale that will be told by our heroine, Foutaba—the last of the Golden Mages, known to history as 'The Golden Witch.