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Hermione Cursed

The Cursed fool

--- **Ever dreamed of being immortal, wielding cool powers, and going on crazy adventures with your friends? Fighting nightmares and monsters in a modern fantasy world?** Well, guess what? That wish came true—for me—without my consent. My name is Samuel Roger, and I am an orphan desperate for attention. People found me annoying, neighbors called me a pervert, but none of that stopped me from seeking connection. Then, on my 19th birthday, life threw me the ultimate cliché: I got hit by a truck. I survived—only to die moments later when a metal pipe took me out. But death wasn’t the end. My soul fused with another teen named Andrea Rein, who shared my personality. It was almost like looking in a mirror—so, no, I didn’t change. Sam Roger and Andrea Rein became one together, and we’re ready to cause some chaos. Join Andrea on his quest for fun, friendship, and adventure in a new world. With his family and friends by his side, they’ll fight monsters, face nightmares, and forge unbreakable bonds. Because sometimes, the best adventures start with a little mischief. --- The book is a rewrite of my previous novel which got rejected so I changed my attitude in my novel and created a different but same story if you want to see the previous story, it is called Horoscope Death is a Coward. I will promise the book will be up-to-date and more friendly. The story picture is from AI support me by sending power stone and adding the book to your library THANK YOU
Broke_nation · 2.1K Views

The Unicorn's Curse

In her past life, she was a majestic unicorn, revered as a sacred guardian of the forest. Her silver mane gleamed under moonlight, her horn a beacon of purity and power. But her tranquil life ended brutally at the hands of a human hunter, her shimmering blood staining the earth she once protected. Now, she awakens to an unwelcome reality—a human body. Reborn by the will of a capricious goddess, the former unicorn is told she must walk among the very species she despises to "learn the intricacies of humanity." With no horn to defend herself, her ethereal beauty becomes a double-edged sword, drawing the attention of suitors from all walks of life: a cunning nobleman seeking a trophy wife, a dashing rogue who claims to see through her icy demeanor, a stoic knight who pledges undying loyalty, and even a mysterious mage who suspects her otherworldly origins. But their adoration is a curse, not a blessing. Resentful of her fragile human form and her inability to protect herself as she once did, she yearns only for the return of her horn—a symbol of her pride and power. She dreams of using it to drive away the persistent men vying for her affection and reclaiming the strength she lost. As she navigates a world of political intrigue, forbidden magic, and deep-seated prejudices, she is forced to confront the complexities of human emotions and morality. Can she find a way to reconcile her past and present selves? Or will her quest to reclaim her former glory come at the cost of understanding what it truly means to be human? ------------------------------------------------------------------ Author's Note: Publishing Schedule Update Dear Readers, Thank you for your continued support and enthusiasm for my stories! To help you keep track of updates, here's my current publishing schedule: Daily Updates Rebirth of a Fey Lord Perkatory: Coffee, Zombies, and the Brewmaster System These two stories will receive updates every single day so that you can follow their progress without pause! Three Updates Per Week The Ripple of Ashes – Updates on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The Unicorn's Curse – Updates on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. I'll do my best to maintain consistency, but if delays ever occur, I'll keep you informed. Your patience and feedback mean the world to me! Happy reading, and thank you for being part of this journey! Warm regards, Sarah Rosellet
Sarah_Rosellet · 263 Views

Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
Lilac_Everglade · 1.3M Views
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