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Hades And Persephone Curse Of The Golden Arrow

The curse of Heavengate

Aaron Ambrose, the mighty king of Heavengate kingdom is destined to die. He, however, can change his fate by sacrificing the one thing he thinks he doesn't possess. His heart. He does not believe that death could course through him. But, the prophecy is set. Death is on it's way and the person to buy his sacrifice is unknown. On the other side of the kingdom lives Mariana Clifton. A beautiful, innocent and hardworking seamstress who weaves a beautiful dream of living in a small house with a loving husband and have lots of children. But once she makes clothes for the wicked king, her destiny is irrevocably sewed with his. Aaron finds Mariana pretty interesting. Mariana tries to stay away from the insufferable king but he has made his home in her mind. They both does not know what life holds ahead. In between their teasing and trying to bear each other, will they bare their hearts to each other? Are they even meant to? If yes, will they be able to overcome the barriers of their fates? Can they both together make death move back? ----------- Excerpt: Aaron held Mariana's slim fingers in his calloused hand, tangling his fingers with hers. His other hand raised to wipe the tear that slipped from her eye. "I'll happily die a thousand deaths, Mariana, to live even a day with you. I'll happily die a thousand deaths if I get to die in your arms." He caressed her trembling bottom lip with his thumb, relishing it's softness. "If my death can make you stay close to me, then I'm ready to die in the most painful way." Placing a thumb beneath her chin, he slowly made her raise her head and meet his eyes. "Tell me you'll be with me till the day I die." Her brown eyes, which were filled with tears, eyed him with an unidentifiable emotion. And when finally, she gave a small nod, Aaron leaned forward to let his lips meet hers.
Leosn · 20K Views

Rebirth of the Golden Heiress

Selena, an elderly struggling worker at the Rhine Fulfillment Center, accepted an assignment in the most dangerous part of the underground Hubs: the Loop. Selena is given a rare second chance at life when what she believes is an industrial accident in the Loop sends her back in time to the year 2003, miraculously, instead of killing her like it did the others, and into her own younger self. Armed with her AI and newfound determination, Selena finds herself in Midtown, where she grew up in a troubled home. The house is cold, falling apart, and could use several repairs that the family could never afford. But compared to the Hubs and her awful past life, the place is a palace in comparison. Armed with an appreciation and gratitude for things as simple as having a varied diet Selena lives her life to the fullest. Selena makes life-altering improvements to her own life, and those around her start to follow suit. Her mother, Molly, a talented but troubled exotic dancer, struggles with addiction. Chooses to pursue sobriety and the demons of her past. While Molly's boyfriend, and Selena's father figure, a war veteran with a prosthetic leg, chooses to confront his alcoholism and PTSD alongside Molly, and support Selena in her dreams and business ventures. Selena is bullied at school again, just as she was in her past life. This time it is for an entirely different reason. But she rises above the torment, challenges, and hazing by using her unique abilities and decades of maturity and leaving her tormentors obsessed. Until one day, after investing in the bank, one of her high school bullies, Gunn Whitehaven, makes a startling discovery about Selena after she has a seizure, leaving his family's bank after he tried apologizing to her. A discovery that turns Selena's life upside down and into a world of power in which she has to dodge threats to her life and those that she loves. As Selena navigates this familiar yet strange world, she sets out to rewrite her past and create a brighter future for herself and those she loves. But as she rises from rags to riches, achieving fame and success, she uncovers long-hidden secrets that reveal the truth behind her family's downfall and deaths. With her newfound knowledge, strength, and AI, Selena must confront the demons of her past and forge a new path forward. Will she be able to protect those she loves from death and global catastrophe?
MetaYoung · 6.5K Views

Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
Lilac_Everglade · 2.4M Views

Golden Age of Cultivation

A Call to the Golden Age of Cultivation To my dearest readers, fellow dreamers and seekers of the grandest tales – have you ever yearned for the sagas of old? The kind that didn't rush through 200 chapters, but stretched across **two, even three thousand, with every detail meticulously woven?** I speak of the **pioneering era of Xianxia and Wuxia, the true Grand Cultivation and Cosmic Xianxia narratives** that still echo in our hearts. We live in an age where new novels emerge at lightning speed, driven by quick updates and rapid-fire releases. But amidst this surge, let us not forget the legends penned by authors whose very names evoke reverence, even if their origins are lost to time. These pioneers left us with an invaluable lesson: **true depth and epic scale aren't about speed, but about profound immersion.** They showed us worlds of lower, middle, and upper realms; universes existing within a single body and countless others beyond it. They crafted **ancient immortals and terrifying, primordial chaos** – not the watered-down, cliché versions, but a dread-inducing, boundless void. They took us to **Golden Eras of maximum power, where every sect soared, every technique resonated with peak potential, and the adventure was truly infinite.** No tedious trudges through "mortal world, immortal world, spirit world, fairy world, zzz" – just pure, unadulterated cosmic might from the get-go. I may not be a seasoned god of this genre, but I am a fervent disciple. Inspired by these titans, these very deities of storytelling, I aim to emulate their magnificent vision. My upcoming chapters will embrace their concept of a **Golden Era, a peak-level world brimming with maximum power from the outset.** We'll delve into iconic tropes like **universes beyond the body, the tiered cosmos, and a chaos that truly inspires awe**, not just a basic understanding. Join me as I attempt to craft something truly exciting and immersive within this beloved genre. For it is only those pioneers, those gods, who inspire me to seek such grand narratives. Let us together rediscover the lost art of the truly epic! I clarify that I also like the current immortal cultivation stories. They are popular and easy to shape, especially if you want a story without plagiarism. I recommend focusing on the genre, taking inspiration and making your own ideas of what the MC is like and how they act in the face of monotony and boredom. Persevere. Withdraw or continue?
ruben_boneth · 2.2K Views
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