Fontaine Guillotine

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Marrying her longtime billionaire boyfriend, inheriting stability after the tragic death of her brother, and raising her orphaned niece in peace. Her brother’s death at sea, bruised and thrown to the waves, was declared a drunken accident pinned on a disgraced ship captain. The case was closed, but the wounds never healed. Georgia is left to pick up the pieces: taking over their bankrupt business, dodging loan sharks, and the angry people whom her father and brother owe… in fear. When her wealthy fiancé proposes marriage, promising protection and financial freedom, she accepts, not only for love, but for survival. But everything was shattered in an instant. Georgia was pushed overboard into the midnight sea. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Stranded on his cargo ship, Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He’s intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her. With survival as their only priority, passion burns hotter than the sun. But despite his hunger for her, he refuses to take advantage. Instead, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Someone tried to kill me… Don’t tell anyone you found me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers slipped from his shirt, and her head fell against his shoulder just as she whispered, “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Oh good, you’re awake,” Nick said and strode toward the bed. “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream the ship down if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”

Princess Seraphina of Valthera—brilliant, beloved heir to the throne—is framed for regicide by her half-brother Prince Edric and his scheming fiancée, Lady Isolde. Publicly humiliated and executed by guillotine, she dies screaming curses at the traitors. But the gods are not done with her. She awakens in her 15-year-old body, 5 years before her execution, with fragmented memories of her past life. This time, she vows: no mercy, no hesitation. Armed with future knowledge, forbidden blood magic, and a ruthless intellect, Seraphina will burn the entire royal court to ashes before they can betray her again.

Zion Carter has everything, wealth, power, and control. But when a quiet girl with haunting hazel eyes walks into his office as his new assistant, his perfectly structured world begins to crumble. Amira Fontaine isn’t just another employee, she’s the girl he couldn’t forget. A slow-burn romance set against a backdrop of luxury, secrets, and fate’s unexpected timing.

After the revolution of the Grassland, Ray Raven, one of the great founders of the republic and a rebel leader found himself in front of the guillotine condemned to treason. But, his soul was sent back to the past. Will he seek revenge for the betrayal? Or let the republic be founded only to be ruined?

Leon was just a kid. Now he’s a god, still carrying guilt like a second skin. He suffers. He feels. But above all…he protects.

After abandoning a painful past and reincarnating into a new world, Tans De Fontaine wished for nothing more than a peaceful life alongside the girl he loves—Shiori Soujirou. However, fate had other plans. Time and again, the world falls into chaos, and the name "Tans" is once again called—whether as a savior… or a destroyer. As the light and darkness within him grow ever more conflicted, will Shiori’s love be enough to pull him back from the edge? An emotional isekai tale, where the fiercest battles aren't just fought on the battlefield—but within the human heart.

I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*

In the Tearmoon Empire, the disdained selfish princess Mia was sentenced to death -- or at least, she was supposed to be! Instead, she woke up as her twelve-year-old self??To avoid the guillotine in her second life, she won't repeat her past failures..."F-for me, something of this level is an easy task!"Ultimate self-defense! The strongest self-awareness!Using her previously clumsy, timid princess image, she will go against fate- a once-in-a-lifetime fantasy of fixing history!

To most, Death is the end—a merciless enemy that tears you away from everything you fought to protect. But for Auren, Death is a friend. The only one who refused to abandon him when the world did. And worse still? In his case, death only makes him stronger. Auren was a prodigy—the pride of the Western State of Lysendral. Graduating combat school at twelve, his mental fortitude unmatched, he was hailed as the star of a generation. All eyes turned to him, awaiting the moment he would receive a Divine Blessing from the Archons and begin his destined rise as the strongest Blessed in history. But when the day came, Auren awakened not a Blessing—but a Curse. "Such a thing has never been heard of!" "An abomination! Kill him! Sacrifice him to the Archons!" In a single breath, the world that once adored him cast him aside. Labeled a national criminal, he was imprisoned and executed by guillotine at the age of sixteen—offered as a sacrifice to stave off doom. And the people cheered as the blade fell. But death was not the end for Auren. [You have died by execution.] [Conditions Have Been Met] [You have entered the Curse Realm] [You have found a Fester] [You shall begin your first trial] Torn from death’s grip, Auren rises—stronger, darker, and filled with vengeance. No longer content to merely destroy the nation that betrayed him, he sets his sights on the Archons themselves. Yet, in a world built on hidden truths and ancient lies, Auren must ask: “Is he truly cursed... or was he chosen?”

"Magic is everything, Authority is everything, And on that note, you are absolutely nothing." What is a mundane princess in a world where everything is extraordinary? And how will this 'mundane' princess strive to keep her head on her neck, her sanity intact and stop a war that can wipe her empire off the map in days? But this kind, yet lethal royal is about to prove that the only way to look down on her is if your head is on the guillotine.

You do not begin the game. You awaken within it. Kairo Valen wakes on the edge of a guillotine. A girl smiles beneath its blade. He’s told it’s his 108th death. In the world of Eidolon, every Floor is a forgotten truth. Every monster wears your memory. And every Trial demands a price — sanity, loyalty, identity. With no clear path forward and no memory of his past, Kairo must descend through floors shaped by his regrets, hunted by reflections of himself and haunted by a girl who knows him too well. The system isn’t a guide. It’s a script. And Kairo was never the protagonist. Fail, and be rewritten. Survive, and lose who you were. Some games cannot be won. Only remembered.

Lillian fled desperately, but was captured, her fate was the guillotine, but before her end, she woke up in her room. Was it all a dream or a reincarnation? However, she will need to gather strength to change her tragic end.

Lillian fled desperately, but was captured, her fate was the guillotine, but before her end, she woke up in her room. Was it all a dream or a reincarnation? However, she will need to gather strength to change her tragic end.

The King was a wicked soul with his lust, greed, and pride. He was blinded by power. He made a mistake by killing the one person who could have been his salvation. Now she shall be his ruin. She died an innocent soul, she will arise a vengeful one. In the 15th year of King Theodore, Phyllis was executed by guillotine, for treason against the kingdom of Vestalis and its royal family. She awakens once more as the daughter of Duke Aldair in a neighboring kingdom. She has only one thing on her mind: Revenge.

Jaune died and gets reincarnated in the world of teyvat. What he expected was to get on an adventure and meet his favorite characters. But it seems like the Heavenly Principles don't like that idea. It seems that Jaune can't be perceived by people. How tragic. What will he do now? ---- This is my first fanfic. I got the idea from Unusual_'s (check his works out) forget me not. It has been over a year since the last update and I wanted to take my own spin at it. The only similarities with the Unusual_'s book is that it start of in fontaine.

Jacinta Ryzeftine’s life was never hers to begin with. Memories of a past existence crash down upon her, revealing the cruel truth — she has been reborn as the ill-fated third princess of the Illian Empire, a character in the tragic novel Crimson Sun. The story’s ending is certain: the guillotine waits, and so does the destruction of everyone she holds dear. But Jacinta refuses to surrender to the pages of fate. With the weight of two lives on her shoulders, she makes a solemn vow — to shatter the prophecy that binds her and rewrite the future with her own hands. No longer the naïve princess destined to die, she becomes a cunning player in the empire’s brutal game. Behind silken masks and shadowed corridors, she uncovers secrets that threaten to tear the empire apart. Allies emerge in unexpected places, while enemies sharpen their blades, eager to see her fall. Time is running out, and every choice draws her closer to the story’s bloody climax. But this time, Jacinta Ryzeftine will not be the one to kneel. Fate may have written her end, but she will write her own beginning.

I lined up along with my countrymen to the guillotine. I have no regrets and my heart is empty. Before the blade fell on my neck, the Emperor, the Alpha of the land raised his hand, halting my execution. I thought I am bestowed mercy, but his sinister smile broadened and said, "I have better use for you." He finished his words and I was dragged by the soldiers, while I tried to go back to the execution platform.

I have been working on this for over a year now, and I was making an Anti-Hero/God/Horror character. Enjoy. By the Way, I started working on this in Google Docs.

[Completed] Synopsis: When Monarki found herself tied inside a dark castle dungeon, she merely thought that it was all just a product of her dream. But when knights appeared in front of her and ordered her to be dragged to the guillotine, she realized how intense and terrifying her dream was. Determined to go on and witness where her silly dream will take her, she obediently puts her neck under the blade that screams her death. “Death to the sloth! Execute the lazy bitch!” She was convinced that it wasn’t real, but when the coldness of the blade touched her skin, the heart-wrenching cries and tear-stained faces of her loved ones filled her vision. She finally realized that her lethargic and boring life as Monarki had ended, and her new identity in that unfamiliar world where magic and monsters exist began. However, the lingering soul of the body’s owner, Luna, seemed to have wanted her body back. Will Mona allow her to reclaim her life once more? Or will she fight for her own life, despite the truth that nothing belonged to her in that world? “What can I offer for you to feel belong in this world?” Asked by the Grand Duke who wanted her to stay. The man gave his heart instead, now owned by Monarki. Join Monarki to unravel the mysteries revolving around her transmigration, and find out why her soul, of all people, was the one who got summoned. *** This is my first story so I can assure you that I'll finish it no matter what^^ The novel will focus on Mona's adventure as she unravels the mysteries revolving around her and Luna's identity. Romance is quite slow, but it will gradually focus on that, so please keep reading^^ Thank you! - Cover is mine^^

My quest for financial independence began with ambition but nearly ended in ruin. Desperate to escape the grind of traditional investments, I plunged headfirst into cryptocurrency, lured by stories of overnight wealth. With no prior experience, I committed $800,000 to a platform that radiated credibility: polished interfaces, “verified” testimonials, and persuasive brokers who swore returns would dwarf my risks. What I didn’t admit even to myself was how much I’d gambled. The investment wasn’t just my savings; I’d even taken a loan, mortgaging my future to fuel this dream. For months, dashboards showed soaring profits, and I celebrated prematurely, believing I’d cracked the code to prosperity. But when I tried to withdraw funds, the nightmare began. Endless delays. Opaque fees. Then, radio silence. The platform vanished overnight, leaving me stranded. Reality struck like a physical blow: I’d been scammed. My savings were gone, and the debt I’d taken on loomed like a guillotine. The aftermath was catastrophic. Creditors hounded me. Shame gnawed at my sanity. How could I explain this to my family? To myself? I’d risked everything even borrowed beyond my means to chase a mirage. The weight of failure dragged me into a pit of despair. Sleep became impossible. I’d stare at my phone, willing the scammers to reply, while suicidal whispers taunted me: This is how it ends. A friend intervened, urging me to contact RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY...Whatsapp: +1 4 14 80 71 4 85.. Skeptical but desperate, I submitted my case, clinging to the frail hope that experts could undo the irreversible. Their response was immediate. Unlike the scammers, they spoke with precision, dissecting the fraud: fake wallets, fabricated transactions, and offshore accounts designed to launder funds. They warned recovery would be arduous but possible. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY became my lifeline....Email: rapiddigitalrecovery (@) execs. com.. Their team traced cryptocurrency footprints across continents, collaborating with regulators to freeze assets and force accountability. They decoded the scam’s infrastructure, revealing how my loan-funded investment had been funneled into anonymous wallets. Every step was documented; every update, a flicker of hope. Weeks later, the impossible happened: funds began trickling back. First a fraction, then more, until nearly the entire $800,000 including the loan amount was recovered. The relief was visceral. Beyond restoring my finances, they salvaged my dignity. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY didn’t just expose the scam; they educated me, equipping me to spot fraud and invest wisely. Today, I’m rebuilding not just my wealth, but my trust in humanity. If you’re trapped in a similar hell, know this: there is a way out. RAPID DIGITAL RECOVERY doesn’t just retrieve funds they resurrect hope. To those who’ve taken loans, drained savings, or bet it all on a lie: act now. Let them turn your collapse into a comeback. Telegram: https:// t. me/ Rapiddigitalrecovery1

This Will continue on. Now Leon has a new form and will show he is to be reckoned with.

At the collapsed Tearmoon Empire, 20-year-old Princess Mia Luna Tearmoon, who was scorned as a selfish princess, was executed through guillotine. However, instead of dying, she awakens to find herself back in her 12-year-old body, initially believing the event to be a dream, before finding her diary covered in her blood from the execution and containing the entries she made prior to the event. Pleading to avoid the execution at all cost, she decides to rebuild the empire. As such, she would "put her own safety first". Her supposedly selfish action, mixed with her knowledge from her first life, somehow charms the people around her instead as she works hard to turn her enemies in her first life to be her allies.

Life as the daughter of one of the most feared vampires in the supernatural world should come with perks. Power, wealth, status—I had it all. But all I ever wanted was to be normal. To blend in. To live without my father’s name hanging over my head like a guillotine. So when the chance to attend Betias Academy appeared, I took it. A school filled with supernatural elites—werewolves, vampires, shifters—I figured I could finally disappear into the chaos. No bodyguards breathing down my neck, no constant reminders of the family legacy I never asked for. I wanted normal. I craved boring. Instead, I woke up on my first night with a dead body on my floor. Drew, the only other human in my dorm, murdered. His blood soaking my carpet. No memory of what happened. No alibi. No clue who set me up. And in a school where humans are seen as disposable, I know exactly what’s coming. Not an investigation. Not a trial. Just an execution. Enter Ava—mysterious, sharp-tongued, and way too good at cleaning up crime scenes. She’s the only one willing to help me, but she’s hiding secrets of her own. Together, we have two choices: solve this murder before the Academy buries it—or end up buried ourselves. The deeper we dig, the darker the truth becomes. Someone wanted Drew dead. Someone wanted me to take the fall. And worse—someone is playing a game far more dangerous than I ever realized. Now, I have to survive Bestias Academy long enough to find the real killer. But in a school full of monsters, how do you prove your innocence when everyone already sees you as prey? Prepare for a thrilling ride of sharp wit, deadly secrets, and dangerously hot wolf shifters in this supernatural academy mystery.

A Kalos trainer’s journey to greatness begins with an unexpected partner. With dreams of becoming the Kalos Champion and eventually defeating the World Champion, Ash Ketchum, Aiden Fontaine embarks on an adventure filled with challenges, rivalries, and legendary battles. Will he rise to the top, or will the road prove too difficult?

In a world of swords and magic, where schemes and conspiracies lurk in every shadow, and the ever-looming threat of the Abyss hangs like a guillotine over all, can a chef truly survive—and cook his way to the top? Reincarnated into a fantastical realm, a young chef finds himself armed with a peculiar gift: a pseudo-OP physique and a mysterious bloodline. But in this world, strength is the only currency that matters. The strong rule, and the weak serve. Determined to reach the pinnacle of culinary mastery, he embarks on a journey that will transform him into a legend—not just as a chef, but as the strongest being to ever walk the land. Through battles, banquets, and the pursuit of perfection, he will carve his name into the annals of history. But the path to greatness is fraught with danger. The Abyss whispers, empires plot, and the line between ally and enemy blurs. In a world where power dictates fate, will he rise to control his own destiny, or will he be crushed under the weight of those who seek to dominate? So, I ask you: What are you—the strong or the weak? Will you seize control of your life, or live at the mercy of others? Will you fight for your freedom, your rights, your dreams—or will you surrender? Cover is not mine ;)

She was made a villainess and died in the guillotine while staring back at the only man she loves holding the woman who made her appear wicked, hiding a victorious smile behind her weakened facade. "If there's a world parallel to us like I always believed, I prayed that she won't love you like I do. Loving you wasn't a mistake. But chasing you until there's nothing left of me, was." Her last thought before she died. And when she thought it was over, she woke up to a different world, where magic, monsters, and knights were only a work of fiction. Bewildered, she saw a scattered drafts of papers beneath her bed just to be even more surprised upon reading the exact thing that happened to her before she died. And in the blink of an eye, unknown memories flash before her, making her feel bitterness when she realizes that the author of the life, she had was none other than the person her soul transferred to. "So even in this life, you devoted yourself to him." "But I won't do it again."

Locked in a wooden stock, I faced execution by guillotine after a heist gone wrong. I braced for the end, but just as the blade was about to fall, a shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere and shoved an 'orb' into my chest. Then everything went dark. Confused? So am I. Want to know what happens next? Join the club. ──────────────────────────── Get ready for a super high fantasy LitRPG Novel!!! Currently on Hiatus You can also buy the author a coffee here: https://demo-origins.vercel.app/ Happy reading!

"Ah, do gather ‘round, my dear, doomed darlings! Let me tell you a tale stitched together with silk and sinew, of a world that weeps and wails yet waltzes on, oh-so-beautifully, toward its inevitable doom! A tale where a bastard prince—oh, do forgive me, a Yellow Bastard, no less!—dances through the carnage with a grin sharper than a guillotine’s kiss. The war? Endless. The dead? Numerous. The fools who think they can win? Oh, darling, they’re my favourite! And me? HA! I am but the Jester of Fate, laughing at the script I can recite but never rewrite! There is love, yes! Blood-soaked, broken, bitterly beautiful love! There is horror, the kind that makes even monsters shudder! And there is a melody—a requiem for the dreamers who thought they could defy the abyss. So, my sweet, step right up! Watch as kings fall, messiahs burn, and devils waltz upon the graves of gods! It is all so, so funny, don’t you think? No? Ah, well. Laugh or weep, the requiem plays on. And so do we."

The main character transmigrates into the novel he most recently read called the dark hero’s salvation after getting drunk and writing an angry review. He possessed the villain Heron Delilah, who was executed in the end after kidnapping the heroine and locking her in the tower of the end and finds himself just before Heron dies when the guillotine hit he finds himself 2 months before the original novel started but for some reason Heron is still alive inside of him and reads his memories of the novel world. They strike a deal once things settle in that they share the same body, and agree on a rocky relationship to help each other ensure safety to the end. #obsessivelove #slightharem #splitpersonality #possession

When the gods left the earth, they ascended to heaven. However, there were those who stayed behind, and they came to be called dragons. In time, the souls of the humans began to desire the unlimited power that would have kept them at the top of the tower of power. So the dragons disappeared from the earth's vastness. The humans' short leash on each other destroyed the era of harmony and began a period of wars and losses. The years would pass, and it would all come to nothing. But the wave which rose in the past will some day reach the coast with the tempest. One day, while collecting herbs, the adepts found a block of ice in a cave with an unknown man chained to it. When he came to, he realised that it had been more than a year since the last time he had remembered anything. Long forgotten by everyone, he begins to search for the memories lost to time. Little by little, he became the man of whom the prophets spoke — the man who would lower the rope of the guillotine over the heads of the sinners who thought they were Gods.