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Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

Locked away from the world, Selene, the cursed daughter of the Dark King, knows only shadows and despair. Then, fate intervenes. Drawn by an irresistible force, Alpha Zephyr, a warrior scarred by a brutal attack orchestrated by Selene's father, discovers her in a river that borders their territory. He uncovers a truth that threatens to shatter both their worlds: Selene is his fated mate. This forbidden love would ignite an ancient war. Can Zephyr overcome his hatred and embrace the forbidden, or will the weight of the past consume him and tear their worlds apart? As Selene discovers more to herself than she ever imagined, her world once bitter and empty becomes filled with growth and a chance at Love. Will she warm up to her chances of growth or will she remain soulless and Ice Cold?

Joey never expected to wake up inside a novel—but when a **system** assigns him a mission, his fate is sealed: **Find the tragic character. Make them happy. Then leave.** Each world presents a new **side character, villain, or second male lead**—someone destined for **pain and heartbreak** to make the original protagonists shine. Joey’s task is simple: **bring them happiness, rewrite their fate, and disappear without a trace.** But Joey doesn’t just follow the mission—he **becomes a part of their world.** With a **gentle yet mischievous nature**, he breaks down barriers, creates laughter where there was once sorrow, and makes himself **indispensable** in their lives. The catch? **He can’t stay.** Once his mission is complete, Joey must **leave**—but not entirely. A **piece of his soul, a perfect copy of himself, remains behind**, forever accompanying the person he once cherished. As Joey travels through different worlds, meeting **tragic yet unforgettable characters**, one question lingers in his heart: **Is it possible to change fate without losing himself in the process?** A **heartfelt BL transmigration novel** filled with fleeting love, bittersweet goodbyes, and the quiet beauty of making someone happy—even if it means never staying by their side.

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride. Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone. At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated. Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment. Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness? But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch." Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

For five years, Émile Silver has been imprisoned in a basement, blind and amputated. His sister, Alexandra, claims the outside world has become a nightmare. But when strange noises and an unexpected light disrupt his daily life, Émile finds the courage to make a desperate escape. After reaching the outside and rediscovering his childhood garden, Émile encounters a mysterious voice offering him an impossible choice: to regain his sight and legs in exchange for a service. When the deal is struck, Émile awakens with a new vision and intact legs, but he is thrust into an even more troubling reality.

Finally my time has come, it's time to sleep... ???????? What's with all this noise? Is there some crazy person out there? Wait, what? Are they moving in there? ... Please I can't take it anymore, I just want to get some sleep... Anyone...? Help... Just get me out of here... ... ... ... [DING! - Is that all you want?] “Yes.” [DING! - Teleporting host to the Demon's Lair... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...] “Wait... WHAAAAAAT?”

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

Eloise Xaquille ialah seorang lelaki tampan berkacukan perancis yang di lahirkan di Portugal,Dia seorang lelaki yang tampan dan bergaya, berbadan Maskular,Tegas dalam bekerja, tidak suka membuang masa dan tidak takut kepada apa-apa ancaman yang akan datang pada dirinya. Laleta Amara ialah seorang gadis berasal dari Malaysia,Laleta Amara seorang yang ceria,jujur orangnya dan tidak suka berbohong, seorang gadis yang straight to the point,ayu dan juga matang.Laleta amat menyukai Bunga tulip kerana baginya bunga tulip sangat cantik bila ia mekar. Maka terjadilah pertemuan yang tidak di jangka antara Eloise dan Laleta. "Sorry sir....I didn't mean it"-Laleta Amara "Eh tidak mengapa cik...manis.."-Eloise Xaquille "Eh..boleh cakap melayu?"-Laleta Amara "eh.. mestilah,Saya ada Muhammad dan bin.Muhammad Eloise Xaquille Bin Ahmad David Hamdan,Daddy saya orang Portugal kacukan Melayu, mummy saya Dahlia Hilda berkacukan Perancis dan Melayu"-Eloise Xaquille "Waw ..rumit..."-Laleta Amara "Haha,So how about you?"-Eloise Xaquille "Nurul Laleta Amara Binti Abdullah.."-Laleta Amara "Laleta means...Tulips in Bulgaria, right? Ms.Tulip?"- Eloise Xaquille "Yeah... how did you know?"-Laleta Amara "Saya study kat sana dulu"-Eloise Xaquille "ohh...tapi muka Encik tak macam asia.. but tadi Encik cakap parents Encik ada mix dari luar Malaysia..."-Laleta Amara "Eu nasci em portugal..."-Eloise Xaquille "Huh? apa portugal?"-Laleta Amara "i was born in Portugal" -Eloise Xaquille Sejak pertemuan itu, Eloise meminta number talifon Laleta untuk memudahkan dia menghubungi Laleta memandangkan Laleta ialah pekerja di Syarikat milik keluarganya. "Good morning Ms.tulip...how are you?"-Eloise Xaquille "Good morning Mr.boss...i'm good,how about you?"-Laleta Amara "A bit mess lah..i think.. i'm gonna die soon...i miss you..."-Eloise Xaquille "Huh?"-Laleta Amara "i said,i miss you..."-Eloise Xaquille "Mengada Awak ni boss"-Laleta Amara Eloise hanya tersenyum nakal sambil mengenyitkan sebelah mata kepada Laleta.

After a drunken night, she accidentally provoked the heir of Jiangcheng's most powerful family. Not only did she impulsively kiss him, but she also naively asked, "Are you a gift from the heavens to compensate me?" Tang Mianmian, the world’s most unfortunate woman, was dumped by her boyfriend only to stumble into the path of a true heartthrob. "Tang Mianmian, you think you can run after messing with me? A man like me isn’t someone you can just shake off!” From that moment on, he relentlessly pursued her. But marrying a man she had only met three times? Tang Mianmian hesitated. Flash marriages seemed to be the trend these days, didn’t they? Well then, why not join the craze?

Lila's life was a fairy tale - or so it seemed. As the sole heir to her grandfather's staggering billionaire fortune, she was the envy of many. But little did she know, her privileged world was about to take a dark and treacherous turn. On the night of a grand ball, Lila's life was forever changed. A sinister force lurked in the shadows, waiting to strike. And strike it did - with a ruthless push off a cliff. But fate, it seemed, had other plans for Lila. Instead of meeting her demise, she found herself awakening to an eerie and unfamiliar forest. The trees loomed above her, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching for the sky. It was there, in the heart of the forest, that Lila encountered the guardians of the land. Mysterious and powerful beings, tasked with a perilous mission. And Lila, with her privileged past and uncertain future, was about to become entangled in their quest. Desperate to return home, Lila begged the guardians to take her back. But they refused, bound by an ancient prophecy that foretold of a great and powerful pearl. A pearl that only Lila, with her unique heritage, could lead them to. And so, Lila found herself at a crossroads. Would she embark on a treacherous journey with the guardians, risking life and limb to find the mystical pearl? Or would she defy the prophecy and forge her own path? The choice was hers, but one thing was certain - Lila's life would never be the same again.

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If the host wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . . WHAAT! . . . --------------------WARNING------------------- . . . . If you prefer a dense, shy, beta, submissive protagonist, then this novel is not for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, Cunning, and Alpha-type—caring only for his loved ones while remaining cold toward the rest of the world. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own significance and development, contributing meaningfully to the story. . . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! NO FUTA!! NO YAOI!! . . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . . °°°°The story will unfold at a slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey. If you have any suggestions or ideas, feel free to share them in the comments. I will consider adding them if I find them truly good.°°°°

Amirul Mukminin ialah seorang lelaki yang di kenali sebagai lelaki dingin,tegas dan tak pernah percayakan cinta ,sedangkan Aira Mellissa ialah seorang gadis yang lembut dan sopan, Aira seorang wanita yang taat kepada perintah Allah sama seperti Amirul Mukminin dia seorang lelaki yang taat kepada Allah.suatu hari Aira tidak sengaja terlanggar Amirul. "Maaf Encik saya tak sengaja"-Aira Mellissa "it's okay young lady,sikit aje ni.You okay? ada cedera di mana mana?"-Amirul Mukminin Sejak dari itu Amirul sering teringat akan Aira...mungkin cinta pandang pertama. "Cinta yang saya kejar di kejora di langit malam sudah saya dapat...terima kasih..."-Aira Mellissa "Sesungguhnya sayanglah kejora abang...yang menerangi malam abang...dan sayanglah matahari yang menyinari siang hari abang"-Amirul Mukminin "Kejora abang jangan tinggalkan abang...abang tak boleh hidup tanpa kejora abang"-Amirul Mukminin "kejora abang ni takkan pernah tinggalkan abang...sebab abang ialah bulan untuk kejora"-Aira Mellissa Ada satu rahsia tentang Amirul yang Aira tidak tahu sehingga suatu hari....

WSA entry #femaleLead, #yuri Zane was always proud, a little conceited according to her brother. Despite failing to awaken an aspect like half of the population, her intelligence stat elicited envy even on a Silver-ranked Climber. Always hired into higher difficulty tasks because of her acute thinking, Zane quickly became the famous Orchestrator in first floor. She always believed that in this world, quick wit was more than enough to survive—more than strength ever could. Until that day. Hired into a Gate clearance led by the famous Silver-ranked Climber in the Western Wastelands, Zane soon realised that the role she sought wasn’t the one she got. Killed as a warning to those who disobeyed the tyrant Silver, she took too long to accept that in a world governed by the strong, she was nothing more than a disposable commodity. As death closed in and the shadow of a reaper shrouded her consciousness, a blue screen appeared, followed by a metallic sound reverberating in her ears. [Aspect awakened: Endless Death] [Endless Death: Every time you die, the cause of your death will become your power. The more unique and gruesome the cause, the stronger your power will grow.]

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

theres dark themes in this book such as suicide and self harm. if you're going through something like this try to contact someone. ive also struggled with this so i know that its hard to ask for help.

Nina Simms receives shocking news of an arranged marriage between her and the future Lycan King, Dwayne Thorne on the morning of her 20th birthday. Desperate for an outlet to pour out her frustration, she runs to her mate's house but catches him in bed with her stepsister. She leaves the pack and goes to the outskirts of the border where she ends up in a bar and drinks herself to stupor. While she's drinking, someone joins her and they begin making small talk. After a heroic act to save her, Nina finds herself wishing Dwayne is her future husband and by the next day, her dream comes true because he turns out to be the Lycan King's son and only heir. Just when Nina thinks everything is perfect, her world is turned upside down when Dwayne shows her his true nature—cruel, stoic.... Dwayne Thorne had always despised werewolves not just because they were beneath his kind but because they had killed his mother in the past. When he is forced to agree to an arranged marriage with the same creature he hated the most, he decides to drown his sorrows at a bar. Masking his scent so that no one knew he was a lycan, he ends up having a one nightstand with a human girl but what happens when he arrives to the pack of his soon to be wife and the girl he thought to be human was actually a werewolf who had masked her scent and was now to be wife?

Long Sleep is a sci-fi, teen love story set in a world where nothing is as it seems. Akari awakens from a long, mysterious slumber, only to find herself in an unfamiliar reality. With no memory of how she arrived, she embarks on an adventure with Andy, a soldier with secrets of his own. Together, they uncover shocking truths and explore a connection that defies time and reason. Prepare for an exhilarating journey filled with twists, danger, and romance as they uncover the truth behind her lost years.

The girl with green eyes, who carries a deadly power in her blood, with every drop capable of ending a life. Despite her blood containing this extraordinary force, it does not affect her, making her a target for the underworld kingdoms that seek to exploit her blood to spread corruption and chaos. Everyone desires to harness her power, but her only brother stands against these evil forces, challenging their greed in his desperate attempts to protect his sister and defend her, no matter the cost. Will he succeed in preserving her innocence, or will corruption continue to threaten their world?

Diana Stewart the girlfriend and future fiancee of Aaron Sterling had a one night stand with Ethan Sterling (Aaron's cousin). After her family found out, she was abandoned and sent on the streets but a kind family took her in. After a few months Diana became pregnant and flee out of the country with her new family while Ethan Sterling till this day had been looking for the lady he had a one night stand with. Diana Stewart came back 4 years later with twin girls and got a job application in the Sterling group and her boss was no other than Ethan Sterling. What will Ethan do when he finds out Diana was his one night stand and it ended up with three kids will he claim the kids from her or love her and the kids?

“Yes, suck.” He grinned, his voice as smooth as sin. “Because that is among the fastest ways to drive a man nuts. And the noise that comes after that, the screaming that escapes her–they are a song, a hymn to desire. The body proximity, mmmmh, the twin peaks dangling from the supple art, the writhing, the hard thrusts that will have them begging for more, the rounds they would devour over and over again, his big balls that ejaculates at the peak of a climax and the baby that comes after... in most cases. I think that is why they are scared.” He finished off, whispering the last part. Aria’s life was simple; a medical student, a devoted christian and a future she could control—until the night it all fell apart. Tricked, she found herself saving a wounded man who shouldn’t exist. His presence stirred something primal within her, a pull she didn’t understand and a fear she couldn’t ignore. Bound to him by an invisible thread, she couldn’t escape the intensity of his gaze—or the heat of his touch. But nothing could prepare her for the danger that awaited. Forced to accompany him on a treacherous journey, Aria found herself thrust into the deadly politics of a kingdom ruled by a formidable king and his twin sons—one charming yet distant, the other cruelly intoxicating. Amid whispered secrets and simmering tensions, Aria becomes a pawn in a game far darker than she imagined. “You don’t get to decide my future,” she spat, her defiance flickering like a candle against his towering presence. The King’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Your future was decided the moment you walked into my court, Aria. You are mine.” Her pulse quickened as he stepped closer, the rich timbre of his voice rolling over her like a storm. “You will bear my mark, stand by my side, and serve as my queen. Do not mistake this for a choice—it’s an inevitability.” “I would rather die,” she shot back, her voice trembling as his hand tilted her chin to meet his piercing gaze. “Then you’ll die with my name on your lips,” he said, his thumb brushing against her jaw. “You belong to me, and not even death will change that.” The man she travels with hides a past that could shatter her resolve, the twins threaten to unravel her very being, and the king sees her as more than just an advisor—he sees her as a temptation he cannot have. As desire tangles with deception, Aria is drawn deeper into a world of forbidden touches and unspoken truths. In a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets, Aria must fight for her life, her heart, and the truth—before everything she knows burns to ashes.

She was an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He was Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for the sparks that fly when they meet. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their hatred begins to shift into something neither expected—love. But their union comes at a price. With dark forces plotting to tear them apart and a greater danger threatening both their worlds, they must decide: will their love save their kingdoms or destroy them all? I won't call this enemies to lovers but it's kinda similar, I don't know yet if I'll make it slow burn, but we'll see as the see how this progresses. it will contain some R18 contents, I'll always highlight that for every chapter, so you can Skip of you want. Note: They are both cold hearted. so it might take a while for both of them to accept their feelings.

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

Davina Dubois is a 27 year old virgin who has been working minimum wage jobs her entire life. Her current dead end job is a cashier at a drug store. Her life's trajectory is zero and she has long since given up on trying for anything better. All she can do now is drown her sorrows every time her heart starts to dream and remind her that she is a failure. She is a habitual procrastinator who lives a life of social isolation. When she's not at work, she's by herself. When she goes to mall, she's by herself. When she goes to a restaurant, she's eating for one. Her adult life has been filled with nothing but daydreaming, feeling bitter, struggling to control her anger, being selfish and living like she's an old lady in retirement. Her thoughts are her worst nightmare. They've brought her down to her knees and killed her spirit. She is always lacking sleep and always taking two steps back the moment she takes one step forward. Finally, the depression becomes too much for her. Filled with regret, fear and doubts she decides to take a leap for freedom....off a bridge. Rafael Hunt is a 30 year old global popstar. He has toured all over the world and enchanted millions with his hypnotic voice and dance. He tops the Billboard charts with each new album, has sold millions of copies of his music, holds 3 Platinum certificates and two Grammy Awards. His face grazes nearly every celebrity magazine and he is the hot topic of discussion on every music show nationally and internationally, known as the next Michael Jackson. He's the brand ambassador for countless clothing lines, has his own perfume and has starred in commercials for everything from handbags to fast food. He has donated to countless charities, opened up a hospital and even met the president. Unfortunately, his life away from the spotlight is filled with misery. Growing up, he was treated as nothing more than a tool by his parents. He was expected to always deliver the best vocals and the most sharp choreography or he would get beaten up by his father and placed on a strict diet by his mother. Rafe was also the child of a highly dysfunctional marriage. The only person who cared for him was his grandfather, who admired his grandson for being very disciplined and filial. So much so, that he decided to rewrite his will in Rafe's name only. Rafe's grandfather considers his son and daughter-in-law to be nothing more than leeches with no real value and an utter disgrace to the Hunt name. Naturally, he wants Rafe to carry the bloodline forward. Being treated as a windup toy expected to dance to satisfy his heartless parents greed took a huge toll on his mind. As a coping mechanism, he developed an addiction to cocaine. After secretly acquiring a large quantity from his secret dealer, Rafe snorts it all with the hopes of dying. Both Davina and Rafe have a near brush with death before ending up in the hospital expected to survive. Waking up, they cry and curse their circumstances before realizing that they're not where they're supposed to be. Davina looks at her herself and sees a skinny handsome man where her body should be. Rafael wakes up and sees a full some, curvaceous beauty staring at him from the mirror. Worlds apart, these two would never cross paths normally. Only a supernatural intervention could bring them together. But as they navigate their newly acquired identities, they realize that misery isn't the only thing that binds them together. Davina and Rafe are actually long lost siblings.

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