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check out the enemies reincarnation. do not read,it needs revising.The twelve year old prince was just coronated as the king after his father's death.A rebellion took place and all the members of the royal family was killed but it was rumored that the king escaped. Teri,the 7 year old of the son of the great general was rumored of being a half ghost and interacts with ghost.He was called the weaver.He was the second weaver after centuries in his family bloodline.He was born dead and was buried in a box but his mother heard the baby cries from underneath the ground and dug the box out.with shock,the baby was still alive with red threads on his fingers.The rest that was with her ran away but she kept the child and the red threads choose him. Teri's father,the great general refused to serve the new king.He showed Teri a box which contained three objects that will find their owners just as the red threads found him.He gave it to his second daughter,Darlene who was 11 years old and told his wife to escape with the children to a faraway place.The great general was then killed after his family escaped.The constables looked for his family but couldn't find them. His wife found about his death days later.As a woman with no source of income and three children,she remarried. The happy days were little as Teri's step father hated that Teri could interacts with ghost so he gave him a poisoned pastry which made him blind.But still ,he hated him and wanted to kill him but his mother intervened and was killed. He heard his mother scream and his first sister's ghost,Selena,told him what have happened.With fury,Teri killed his stepfather and destroyed his mansion.He ran away with his sisters, Selena's ghost,Darlene and elley,his little sister who was 5 years old Years has passed,17 year old Teri still has the items in the box.The sword,for the king of the former dynasty,the red whip and the flexible spear. would he be able to find the owners of the items?
Dgirlblusky · 37.3K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1M Views

The smile of Miraline of house Serathiel the saintes of miracles!

"She was born to heal. They used her to bleed. Now they expect her to love." Miraline is the first daughter born to House Serathiel in over twelve thousand years — a living miracle, destined to carry the sacred gift of her fairy bloodline. Her blood can heal any illness, any wound. Given willingly, it is salvation. But taken by force, it becomes the most potent poison alive — invisible, undetectable, and fatal. She was stolen before her mother could hold her. Raised in secret, used like a holy resource by those who saw her not as a girl, but as a cure. Her life became a quiet horror — her body not her own, her gift turned against her. She learned to survive. To obey. To hurt in silence. At fourteen, her first blood awakened the ancient bonds of her lineage — a pulse of ancestral magic that flared in her father and five older brothers, each a legend in their own right. They followed the bond to her prison. They destroyed every man who ever touched her blood. And they brought her home. But the palace walls feel no safer. The brothers who wept at her return are strangers to her. The father who would die for her is the king she cannot look in the eye. She does not trust them — not yet. Maybe not ever. But still, she wears the crown of her birthright. She mends the broken with trembling hands. She carries out her duty with quiet courage — even when her heart is still bleeding. "She is the daughter they waited twelve millennia for. But she is not the savior, sister or daughter they expected. She is hurt. She is wary. And she is not done becoming."
EmpressOfDestiny · 244 Views

Queen Of Shadows, King Of Hell

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT THIS STORY CONTAINS MENTIONS OF MURDER, TORTURE, GUNS, AND MATURE LANGUAGE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. 18+ ONLY Xavier's hand slammed against the wall beside her head, caging her in. His breath was hot against her skin, eyes wild with everything he hadn't said in six years. "You drive me fucking insane, Deyna. You always have. And the worst part? I'd still burn the world for you." Deyna's heart pounded, but her voice was ice. "You think that's love? Burning everything down and expecting me to stand in the flames with you?" His gaze dropped to her lips, just for a second. "No," he murmured. "I think it's obsession. And I've never been good at letting go." " And trust me, I don't want you to break," he whispered darkly. "I want you to bend... for me." Their lips almost touched dangerously close when a phone rang, slicing the moment in two like a blade. He didn't answer. He couldn't. Not when every part of him was screaming to finish what they started. One vanished. One rules the underworld. Both are closer than they appear. Six years ago, Deyna ran away from home to escape a life designed by others a life where her hand was traded for power. She disappeared without a trace, only to return stronger, wiser, and searching for a new beginning. When she lands a job at a prestigious company, she's stunned to come face-to-face with her ex-fiancé, Xavier the cold and commanding CEO known for his ruthlessness... and secrets. What Deyna doesn't know is that Xavier isn't just a businessman. He's the King of Hell, a feared Mafia leader locked in a deadly war with the most elusive crime queen of all: the legendary Stormy Thunder. A woman whose name alone brings chaos. A woman Xavier has sworn to destroy. As hidden identities, betrayals, and bloodlines begin to unravel, two worlds are on the brink of collision.
RissyPhoenix · 2K Views

Female Consort (GL)

In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon
Crimson_Lore · 30.1K Views
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