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His Little Amber Manhwa

His Majesty’s Little Darling

Meredith, or Edith for short, woke up in chains, a slave to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But things took a turn, and she managed to escape that burning fate. But little did she know that fate had other plans for her. Although she escaped the burning auction house, she was saved by the most unlikely person. One whom she had been warned from childhood to avoid, and if any by chance she ever crosses paths with, she should flee. King Davion Ashbourne. No one knew for certain what he was, but they all feared him. He was a man of many mysteries, and his reputation preceded him. Even other kings and creatures feared him. But Edith found herself drawn to him. Drawn to his darkness. In him, she found a home away from home. In him, she found a soul lonely and in need of saving. …… Excerpt “How about a little game?” He said, his gaze still steady on Edith. Edith ached a brow, finding his suggestion rather amusing. But that changed when he opened his mouth and uttered the following words, “If you win, you may go. But if you lose, I keep you. But no longer as a servant who gets her wages but as a pet of mine.” “May I ask what game?” Edith asked with furrowed brows. She had no I tensions of participating in his games, but she was curious to know what type of game Davion would play. His lips curled beautifully and slowly as he leaned forward, with a finger under her chin, he whispered, “Hide and Seek,” he straightened his posture and continued, “Or as I prefer to call it, The Hnter and the Prey.”
Precious_1 · 41.1K Views

HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.
Daniel_Frank_2299 · 10.3K Views

HIS MAFIA HIS SIN

Silas Mavros, heir to the billion-dollar Mavros Syndicate, was raised to lead with ruthless precision. In his world, loyalty is currency, and love is a fatal weakness. He lives by one rule—own everything, trust no one. His world unravels the night he meets Sienna, a captivating woman with a sharp tongue and a killer stare. A night of passion turns into chaos when he discovers Sienna is his new step-sister, the daughter of his father’s new wife. Their connection is forbidden, but neither can walk away. As rival mafia syndicates wage war against the Mavros empire, Silas discovers that his own mother has orchestrated a brutal betrayal. She reveals that Silas is not the true heir but a weapon created to protect his unknown brother, Kairos—the very man leading the enemy syndicate. The truth fractures Silas’s identity as he learns he has spent years unknowingly shielding his own brother. Meanwhile, Sienna becomes the pawn in a larger game. Used by her mother to infiltrate Silas’s empire, she holds the codes that can destroy him. But Sienna’s loyalty is torn. She sends secret signals, risking her life to protect Silas while appearing to stand by Kairos’s side. As the final war ignites, Silas races against time to save Sienna and confront Kairos. The battle spirals into a brutal confrontation where bloodlines, power, and forbidden love collide. In a final twist, Silas learns that his father’s legacy was a lie, and the throne was never meant for him. Faced with betrayal from all sides, Silas chooses to rewrite his destiny. He dismantles the old syndicate, forges a new empire, and claims Sienna as his own—breaking every rule, including the law of blood. In the end, Silas wins the bloody game—but not without sacrifice. The path he chooses leaves scars, but he carves his own legacy with the woman he was forbidden to love by his side.
Lilian_Thadayo · 3.5K Views

Transmigrated into a Manhwa! ?

Edward Blake never imagined that death would be the least of his worries. When a tragic accident thrusts him into the pages of Obsidian Chronicles, a manhwa he barely remembered reading, he wakes up as Edward Arclight, the disgraced Duke of a crumbling estate in the mighty Aurelis Empire. Once a powerful family that shaped the empire’s history, the Arclights now hold nothing but a hollow title and a barren land plagued by unrest and debt. The world Edward finds himself in is one of magic intertwined with relics of advanced technology. After an apocalypse a thousand years ago shattered civilization, humanity rebuilt from the ashes, blending ancient tech with powerful magic to forge kingdoms and empires. Yet this fragile society now faces a growing threat—the return of the Demon King, a malevolent being sealed away by ancient heroes during the apocalypse but never truly defeated. Edward’s headache intensifies when he realizes the manhwa’s destined protagonist—the hero meant to lead the charge against the Demon King—doesn’t exist in this version of the story. With no chosen savior and no script to follow, Edward is left with one horrifying conclusion: the responsibility to save the world might fall to him. But Edward Arclight is a duke in name only, and his people, bitter and downtrodden, see him as a symbol of failure. With dwindling resources, fractured alliances, and a land teetering on rebellion, Edward must rise from obscurity to rebuild the legacy of his house. Along the way, he discovers hidden truths about the apocalypse, the origins of the Demon King, and the mysterious artifacts of magic and technology that could hold the key to saving—or dooming—the world. Caught in a web of political intrigue, ancient prophecies, and the looming shadow of annihilation, Edward must rally reluctant allies, outwit his enemies, and awaken the power hidden within his family’s forgotten heritage. In a world where magic and technology collide and destiny has been thrown into chaos, the forgotten duke must rewrite his own fate and face the ultimate question: Can a side character defy fate and become a hero?
Epsilon224 · 1.2K Views

The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

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.
Js_Hs_0149 · 56.1K Views

Amber Sinclair

She carefully observed her surroundings and snuck past the hallway, hiding in a locker's shadow just in time to remain undiscovered. Once her pursuer left the hallway, she slowly stepped out from her hiding place and cautiously made her way to her destination. She checked her surroundings once again before finally dashing out of the entrance at top speed. As soon as she made it out, she took a left turn and hid before she could be spotted. She crouched there, breathing out in short gasps as she slowly peeked around the corner to see if her pursuer was closeby. Not seeing the presence of a single being, she let out a sigh of relief. She turned her back to the building trying to get as far from it as she could. She finally felt some hope when the gate was in sight. Almost there. Once she crossed that gate, they wouldn't be able to catch her. She was just a few more steps from it when her heart suddenly chilled. She turned around and a tall shadow loomed above her. "Are you trying to escape?" The shadow asked. The setting sun's rays fell upon her and she squinted her eyes, unable to see the shadow's face. However, she had no need to (see). The voice made chills run down her spine. She could recognize it anywhere... ........... Most novels begin with a normal MC living a normal life when everything takes a turn and all hell breaks loose... Before things all began, Amber was... mostly normal. Her life was... it barely made it into the quota, but it was still normal. How did it all begin? Just a phone call. Yes, ONE phone call. Who called? Just an acquaintance... Then why are we sharing her story, you ask? Because her life changed. No, no, it didn't take a turn. It just veered off the path it was going on. And I'm here to share with you the story of Amber Sinclair. P.S: This is NOT a horror story. NO NEED to proceed at your own risk. XXX The cover page is NOT my own. It was taken from the internet and the source names 'Kushinov Ilya' as the rightful owner of the art. If there is an issue with my usage of the image, please let me know and I will remove it. I just felt like the woman in the art was extremely similar to my idea of Amber XXX
Poisoned_Candies · 9.8K Views
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