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Darcy Lewis

Claim Me Captain! I'm Addicted to You!

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Her longtime billionaire boyfriend proposed marriage, promising protection and financial freedom. But everything was shattered in an instant. Her brother’s tragic death at sea was initially pinned on a disgraced ship captain. Then, the case was closed and declared a drunken accident, but the wounds never healed on either side. Georgia was left to pick up the pieces: Left with an orphaned niece, a dying family business, and dealing with the angry people whom her father and brother owed money that was used to revive their agency… in fear. To make things worse, she was pushed overboard into the midnight sea before her wedding. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He is intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her, and despite his hunger for her, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Don’t tell anyone you found me… Someone tried to kill me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Oh good, you’re awake,” Nick said and strode toward the bed. “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed like a vengeful sea witch. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”
Shiroi_Nami · 29.7K Views

Marvel-FieldMaster:Game

When Sam Wilson awakens in a world stitched together from illusion, memory, and logic-defying rules, he discovers he’s the first player in a cosmic game known only as the Field. A realm outside time and space, where reality is rewritten based on game mechanics—and one entity, the enigmatic Fieldmaster, pulls the strings. One by one, players from across the multiverse are drawn into this ever-shifting battlefield. Heroes, villains, and everything in between. Loki, burdened with the weight of his own chaos, must face his fractured self. Peter Parker finds himself in a rigged game where not all outcomes are fair, forced to choose between instinct and survival. And now, a deadly Mafia-style trial unfolds, where lies kill and trust is fatal. Each player gets one wish—a reward for surviving their game. But wishes come with consequences. Some may reshape fate. Others… may unravel it entirely. Spectators from across the multiverse—Wong, Mobius, Darcy Lewis, and beings yet unnamed—watch as strategies unfold, alliances fracture, and truths surface like blood in water. With every move, the Fieldmaster learns. Adapts. Enjoys. Because in the Field, the rules are sacred. But the game? The game is chaos. Who will survive? Who will win? And when the final player makes their wish… will the multiverse still stand? ------------------------------------------------- This is AI Creation Chapter Beware Marvel is not mine but the oc is mine This novel exist to get this out of my mind.
RCHope · 10.7K Views

Change of fates: The assassin wife takes over

[Status: Ongoing] ***I update when I can and have time*** ~~~~~ "I can't help but love you, even though I try not to." ~~~~~ “Every time you speak all I hear is the shrieking of a dying cat!” “Well, every time you speak I want to strangle myself!” They both shared a small silence after their statements. “Screw you, Lewis!” Clair humphed and turned her heels, changing her direction to her bedroom. “Lewis? Did you just call me Lewis?” James’s eyes turned wide as he marched after her. “Yes, and?”
 “Well screw you too Ainara.” Clair gasped. “You dirty little-“
 “You started this first!” Oh, she begged to differ. “You man child!” “Are you seriously speaking right now? You’re acting like a child yourself!” “Whatever I’m out of this stuffy palace!” “If you’re going to run away at least don’t announce it. Look how that turned out for you last time.” He mocked. “Well, third times the charm! L-E-W-I-S” She raised her hand picking up her pace as he still followed behind her persistently. He suddenly stopped and said, “Fine. You can try to run away I don’t care.” Clair halted her steps and turned around. “Really?” She asked. He could imagine literal hearts in her eyes right now. Not responding he turned around and walked to the opposite direction where his room was, only to realize they had the same bedroom! He then turned around and entered their room, slamming the door shut. Clair scoffed and ran down the hall to make her grand escape. ….. A few minutes later, If the guards who were trying to help up their unconscious fellow guards, didn’t witness their King pick up their Queen and drop her on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, they would have thought he was carrying their Queen’s corpse. With her head hanging low Clair groaned. “You said I could escape.”
 “No, I said you could try.” ******* Cold-blooded.Cruel.Demoness.Killer. That’s what they labeled her as, not that they were wrong. She was feared amongst all killers, many said the devil himself was afraid of her. But others insisted she was the devil herself! This was the way she survived, the way she trained herself for the most important day of her life. The day she could take revenge on the man who had stolen all her family members from her. Saved by her adopted father in the attempt to give up on her own life, she received a new identity and chance. Just when she thought she was able to put her past away, someone shows up with the intention of marrying his son off to her. Since when did she get men as offerings? Sure she was a goddess, but guys chill out! "It was love at first sight!" Her adopted father insisted. The way they both tried to strangle each other as soon as they met, was love at first sight? What are we? What have we become? -------- (TW's: mentions of sexual assault, r@pe, and suicide.) Instagram: Author_lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv
lizmorgan · 340.2K Views

Second Chance With You

Grief leaves no room for instructions. It comes, uninvited, and settles like fog, thick, persistent, and blinding. For Daniel Lewis, CEO of a billion-Leones tech empire and head of one of the country’s most influential families, the world never stopped moving after his wife’s death, but his did. He buried the pain beneath polished suits and endless meetings, pouring all that was left of him into the only person that still tied him to her, their daughter, Betty. Betty was once a bright, talkative girl with a laugh that could melt a room. But the accident that claimed her mother’s life also stole her voice. Five years later, she hadn’t spoken a single word. Specialist after specialist had failed to reach her, and her silence became a fortress no one could breach. Until Esther walked in. She wasn’t a licensed expert. Not yet. Just a 21-year-old child psychology student with soft eyes, a quiet determination, and a heart bigger than her experience. Hired as a live-in governess and emotional support tutor, Esther’s job was simple: help Betty speak again, help her live again. But no one warned her that in healing the child, she might touch the man as well. Daniel didn’t expect to feel anything. Not for a woman so much younger. Not for anyone ever again. And yet, in the quiet moments, between shared books, unspoken smiles, and late-night tea in the garden, something began to bloom, tender, impossible, real. This is a story about healing. About love rediscovered. About a man haunted by his past. A girl chasing her dreams. And a child who, through them, finds her voice again. Sometimes, the second time around… love writes a better ending.
MisMuoka · 59.7K Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.6M Views

Sold to A Ruthless Vampire

In a supernatural world shrouded in mystery and prophecy, Prince Darcy, an ancient vampire of royal lineage, embarks on a perilous quest to save his dying father, the vampire king. Bound by a haunting prophecy that foretells the king’s release from suffering only when an innocent witch bears a child for one of his sons, Darcy faces insurmountable trials. His previous attempts have ended in heartbreak, with none of his wives able to fulfill the prophecy. As the king's condition worsens, Darcy makes one last desperate plea for a chance to redeem his family's legacy. Unbeknownst to him, his estranged twin brother plots in the shadows. Jealous of Darcy's birthright, the twin secretly delivers a seemingly ordinary young woman, unaware that she is a dormant witch of immense potential. Thrust into Darcy’s world, the young woman grapples with betrayal, danger, and the growing tension between her captor and herself. As secrets unravel, she discovers her true identity and the weight of the prophecy she never chose. Despite their tumultuous start, a bond forms between her and Darcy, leading to a love that defies fate. Together, they bring forth a child destined to change not only the vampire kingdom but the entire supernatural realm. But the road to salvation is fraught with trials, betrayal, and a brother’s sinister ambition. Will love and prophecy be enough to heal the scars of a broken kingdom, or will envy and power tear them apart?
Goodywrites · 13.6K Views
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