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Gladiator Maximus

LOVE IN HATE IN LOVE

“I only want you, Maximus. I already told my parents that I love you and I'm going to marry you. No one else.” Aurora indignantly exclaimed. Max was shaking his head from what he heard. “No. No. You’re not being fair, Aurora.” He felt himself losing his strength as well as any chance to change her mind. Max leaned his body at the back of the single chair, almost sitting on it. He tugged on his necktie, needing some more air. His gaze fell on the ground. He’s powerless against his father. He won’t be able to protect his girlfriend from his family. He didn’t notice that Aurora was already in front of him. He just felt her palm on his cheeks, caressing it gently. He looked up to her. “You’re not fair.” He mumbled weakly. Like a defeated child. She’s rubbing her thumb against his cheeks. “The world’s not fair, Max.” Shaking her head. “It’s never fair.” She commented breathlessly. “You get everything you want.” He ignored her actions. He’d gone numb all over. This girl was too much of everything. Too selfish to even understand how he felt. “No. I don’t have your heart.” Max swatted her hand away and stood up straight. He chuckled at her response and halted. He shook his head as he looked at her straight in the eyes. “You won’t. You don’t even have one.” ************** Aurora Fontalva got everything except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. But how can she make him fall for her when he already had someone? He loves his girlfriend. Maximus D’Arco can’t escape his family’s wish for him to marry the only Fontalva heiress. Worse, Aurora even blackmailed him, or his girlfriend would suffer. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does. Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks? **************** AN: Be warned!!! This is not your typical romance. As the story progresses, it tackles family, career, toxic relationships, twisted attraction, love, hate, lust, and heavy drama. And there are cases in which you can be sensitive. Lastly, this is not for the weak of heart. Please read the FOREWORD. Thank you.
IzannahFrame · 2K Views

The Ludus King

In the year 3147 the Roman Imperium had finally achieved its goal of colonizing its own corner of the galaxy. Unlike in our own world the Rome of this one never fell, but instead grew to encompass the whole of the earth, and overtime spread itself, and humanity, among the stars. Yet even with the marvelous advancements in technology, healthcare, welfare, and every other category required for a thriving society. There is still one roman tradition that refuses to die. GLADIATORS!! And we should all be glad for it, because during the year 3149, just two years after the long and exhausting colonization campaigns were ended, mankind learned that it was not alone in the galaxy, let alone the universe. It had just stepped onto a much bigger stage where entire planets and even star systems were used as bargaining chips in universal gladiator games. Wars on a galactic scale are far too destructive to simply be allowed, if left unchecked the vast majority of life in the universe would cease to be. Therefore each race recognized by the galactic or universal council (it changes depending on the scale of the race itself) must submit champions or gladiators to represent them in the games. The winners gain unfathomable rewards, the losers perish or worse have their entire species enslaved. Please join our hero as he embarks upon his own perilous journey as a lanista, will he rise above the masses, or fall like so many others before him? Or perhaps his own latent gifts may bring him to a height, or depth hitherto unexplored by any before.
Billy_Bunn_5040 · 26.4K Views

Leo Carter: The Accidental Time Traveler of Ancient Rome

Leo Carter is just your average 21st-century English major—slightly disorganized, perpetually late, and hopelessly hooked on the dramatic, old-school world of Shakespeare. But when a late-night study session with Julius Caesar unexpectedly turns into an accidental trip through time, Leo finds himself not in a college dorm, but smack-dab in the heart of ancient Rome. To make matters worse, Leo isn't just a tourist; he's holding a mysterious, glowing book that seems to pulse with a life of its own and whispers secrets that no modern-day student should ever know. Cue the eye-rolls from history buffs everywhere: Leo Carter, with his sneakers and too-tight jeans, is now the unlikely center of attention in a world full of toga-wearing senators, opportunistic politicians, and more backstabbing than a high school cafeteria. With the help of Gaius, a sharp-tongued scholar who suspects Leo's arrival is part of a bigger picture, Leo must navigate the bustling city streets, avoid unwanted attention from the guard, and figure out why his 21st-century self is now entangled in a centuries-old power struggle. All the while, he’s juggling his modern sensibilities with the unexpected—and often absurd—realities of life in ancient Rome, including questionable hygiene, impromptu gladiator fights, and more than one ill-timed “Et tu, Brute?” moment. As if that wasn't enough, there’s the book: a relic that some seek to control and others to destroy. With his own life on the line, Leo will have to learn the real lessons of ambition, loyalty, and how to properly make an entrance when surrounded by a crowd of toga-clad onlookers. And he might just find that some things—whether ancient or modern—are more timeless than they seem.
Author_2504 · 16K Views

The Strongest Hero? That Sounds Boring!

Maximus Void once ruled over everything. From the First Realm of mortals to the Ninth Realm of gods, his name inspired awe and fear in equal measure. His journey to the pinnacle of power was one of relentless ambition. He conquered nations, tamed beasts, and shattered the limits of magic itself. With every battle fought and every foe bested, he climbed higher. By the time he reached the summit of the Nine Realms, there was no question—he was the strongest being to ever exist. Yet, as Maximus gazed across the infinite landscape of the Ninth Realm, with its skies of eternal twilight and seas of liquid stars, he found no joy in it. There was nothing left to conquer. The thrill that had driven him for centuries, the fire that had burned within his soul, had long since dimmed. Where once there was excitement in facing the unknown, there now remained only the dull certainty of victory. His powers were so absolute that even the gods of old, those once feared and revered, became mere shadows in his presence. He had solved the mysteries of the cosmos, transcended the limits of creation, and now all that stretched before him was a life without challenge. “I've become... a prisoner of my own strength.” "This is... no life." The solution was simple, though the consequences were severe. He would erase his memories, sealed his power and scattered it across the realms. Not all of them—he needed to leave behind a single spark, something to drive him forward. He would remember his desire for adventure, his longing for a challenge, but nothing else. His godhood, his victories, his powers, and his title as the strongest being would all be sealed away within his mind, locked behind the scattered fragments of his power. "I want to enjoy the journey again." It was the only thing that mattered.
Almiron94 · 2.3K Views

The conqueror queen: chronicles of Sylvanoria

"Liora, come out of the room," Maximus ordered, his tone commanding.  "How dare you call me by name? I am your queen," she shouted defiantly.  "You are not a queen but a witch using black magic," he sneered, his laughter echoing through the tense air, matched by his men's amusement.  Queen Liora seethed with anger, while Elara signaled negatively and further fortified the door. "You are a coward hiding behind the door like your husband," he taunted, reveling in the psychological warfare.  "Don't dare mention my husband's name," she snapped, signing for Elara to cease and her shadow guard to be on high alert. She bravely strolled out, her anger palpable, her determination unwavering. "Leave me alone. Don't you dare disrespect me," she warned as they reluctantly backed away, allowing her space. Maximus circled her, his presence oppressive.  "You are truly beautiful, just as the first time Adrian brought you here," he commented, reaching out to touch her cheek. In a swift act of defiance, she bit him, her teeth sinking into his flesh. "Ouch! Hold her down," he barked, incensed by her resistance, as the confrontation escalated into a dangerous dance of power and will within the fortified room. In the mystical realm of Sylvanoria, P Queen Liora navigates a kingdom on the brink of chaos after her husband's murder. Seeking solace, she encounters the mysterious Saraphim, unraveling a complex illusion with Raven, the demon prince. As reality blurs, Liora is torn between past love and Saraphim's allure. Set in Saraphim's opulent room, illusions intensify with Raven's appearance, resembling Liora's late husband. Passion and romance intertwine, testing Liora's resolve. However, Saraphim's revelation unveils a web of secrets—a half-witch on a mission to manipulate the emperor and plunge the kingdom into war. The emotional saga unfolds with Saraphim casting a spell, turning invisible to Raven. Liora grapples with love, loss, and impending chaos in Sylvanoria. "Veiled Realms of Sylvanoria" is a tale of deception, love, and intertwining destinies, where illusions shape reality and choices echo across veiled realms.
Goldenheart001 · 62.2K Views

Forever Remember: A Vampire's possession.

[Warning: mature content] She is his salvation. An integral part of his plot to escape fate. And she is half-breed, an abomination to his kind. A sin he was not supposed to commit to. King Belial, third King of the kingdom of Cerian Isle endures the curse of his parents mistakes. He is cursed with an uncontrollable demon that is bound to awaken upon the appointed time to wipe out his entire race.But like all spells and curses, there was always a loophole to. And he found his- The blood of a half-breed Kissed by the darkness. After centuries of endless sorrow, sleepless nights And hopeless search, he found her the cure to her curse. A drop of her blood, his drive, his addiction. Meryl Claire Aldaine Has spent all her life color in between the lines. Being the perfect daughter of two renowned and high class college professors at Glee Point’s only college; a town Somewhere in the Middle East of the globe. She lives her normal live and ambitious dreams like any adult her age would.But her life as she knows it takes a huge turn when she is abducted by a bunch of mysterious men on a fated night. She finds herself in a cringe worthy world different from the world she knows. A world that redefines her perspective of everything she has ever known a world where her life becomes a twisted mystery and the skin of her true self begins to peel out. Lost in the chaos of trying to make sense of the happenings in her life, she is ushered into her self discovery path that offers no way back. A truth about her true identity and what she really is; a half breed, who will be the salvation of the entire vampire race. Truth about herself that might change her life forever. A truth that releases a darkness no one ever anticipated. Maximus has devoted her entire life to finding a cure to his brother’s curse. It was the only thing he ever knew and ever recognized until he met her. His brother’s antidote. A promissory That was not his to keep. They met at the wrong circumstances and their relationship started on the wrong footage. But they are found in the center of a love triangle. An adversary that is bound to destroy them all.
MercieObeng · 13.1K Views

Temari and the Crown Prince

*art in cover not mine. no copyright infringement intended* Once when she was young, Temari sneaked out to fulfill her dream to see the world outside the walls of the orphanage where she grew up. It was the night when King Maximus died. In that expedition she met a boy a few years older than her. They were young but their connection was strong. Before they part ways they promised to see each other again. They never did. Ten years later, Temari is now an infamous thief, known for fulfilling the requests of rich clientele. This time a mysterious client came to her. She was tasked to steal her greatest bounty to date: a royal family heirloom. Getting caught means automatic death. Just in time for her new adventure, the Kingdom of Mowsland opened the castle doors for women of marriageable age. It is time for the crown prince to choose his future wife. Temari took this opportunity to infiltrate the castle and steal the royal heirloom. Pretending to be one of the women vying to become a princess, she met Rhys Mospick, the crown prince of Mowsland – and the boy she once met when she was young. Stuck in the drama of the competition to become the next queen and confused because of her heated encounters with the crown prince, Temari realized that this mission is more dangerous than she thought. Danger is in every corner of the castle hallways and a shadow has been lurking in the dark, watching her every move. When Temari learned that her mission is actually not just a simple act of theft, that she was just a pawn in a more complicated scheme … it was too late. note: this is a royal romance story with fantasy and adventure. But I would like to inform the readers that this is going to be romance focused. THERE WILL BE CHEMISTRY AND TENSION AND SEXY TIMES ALONG THE WAY *********** ~EXCERPT~ “YOU ENTERED THE WRONG ROOM, MY LADY." Temari felt like a bucket of ice was thrown at her. She froze and her stomach clenched painfully when she heard that voice. She looked at the direction where it came from but it was too dark for her to see anything. “W-where are you?” “Where are you, not who are you, huh. Either you recognize my voice or you know whose room you entered without permission,” he commented. Temari gasped at the implication of his words. “I didn’t enter this room thinking that you will be here! I just…” “Got lost again?” Before she could think of a good excuse, she already saw a shadow move from the darkness. She stopped breathing when she finally saw the Crown Prince walking like a panther toward her, quiet but predatory. Temari’s eyes widened when the light of the lone candle in the corner of the room finally illuminated him. Rhys got rid of his extravagant prince outfit from the royal ball. His shoulder-length blond hair is wet, most of the strands were sticking to the sides of his face and neck. He looked like he just finished his bath. Not only because of his wet hair but because he was only wearing a long white robe, silk pants and nothing else. He was also barefoot. The robe was loosely tied on his waist so his whole muscled chest and abs were exposed. The pants were too thin and hanging low on his hips. Every time he takes a step forward, the material of his pants hugs his thick thighs and – “Loving what you see?” the Crown Prince asked mockingly. Temari quickly lifted her gaze to his face. “Not at all, Your Highness.” Rhys smirked but his forest green eyes remained cold and cruel. “Lying doesn’t suit a well-bred aristocrat’s daughter, my lady.” That was the problem, isn’t it? Temari is not a well-bred lady. She is an orphan and an infamous thief.
Foxy_Fairy · 74.7K Views
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