The Flame And The Flower Historical Romance

The world prayed for light. What it got… was born of void. A child emerges from flame and suffering. Not a savior. Not a curse. Something older. In a towered world ruled by Great Families and cursed by divine relics, war isn't waged with swords — it's fought with time, memory, and bloodlines. ANSEP, the strongest organization on Earth, is cracking from within. The Book of Voyages has vanished. The coldest traitor has returned. And somewhere… a boy without a past awakens, as the world forgets how to breathe. --- This is not a story of destined heroes. This is a chronicle of grief, betrayal, and the fire that will consume gods. ◆ Original Worldbuilding ◆ Cold, calculating antagonists ◆ No cheap power-ups — just pain, patience, and punishment.

He was the cold and aloof King Mu of Hades who, as a rule, regarded women no more highly than dirt, yet he doted on her to the bone. At first, he was domineering and arrogant—“Even you belong to me!” Afterward, he gradually succumbed— “What’s mine is yours!” In the end, he obediently surrendered— “Ning Xiaofei, I am yours too!” [Ning Xiaofei, his little wife, whom he only wished to keep in the palm of his hand and pamper earnestly!]

Three thousand years ago, the gods and goddesses died, and the world died with them. Since that day, no prayer has been answered, no miracle has come. Humanity survives in a broken world filled with ash and silence inside the Citadels. While the outside of the walls had become terriifying world called the Grave Realm. The world ruled not by light or law, but by fear, monsters, and the powerful few who possess poweerful Relics, which is ancient fragments of divine power left behind by the gods themselves. Elian is a slum-born outcast. He has no family that he know of, no future, and nothing to his name but desperation. In a world where strength is the only thing that mattered, there is only one way for someone like him to rise and get live that resembles a human life. By stepping into the Grave plaaces outside the walls where forgotten Relics sleep, and where death waits behind every shadow. But when Elian is cast into this cursed place, he discovers something no one was meant to find-a dormant Relic unlike any other. A spark of power that shouldn’t exist. A flame that whispers of a long-dead god. Unknowingly, Elian becomes the bearer of something forbidden and ancient, and also divine. But power comes with a price, and the deeper he goes, the more he realizes: The gods may be dead… …but their secrets are not. And some are still waiting to be awakened.

A modern woman accidentally time-travels to an imaginary medieval fantasy kingdom and becomes a "proxy princess" in the royal court. Intelligent and independent, she gets embroiled in the struggles among royal power, nobles, the church, and magic. As she gradually awakens her past-life memories, she discovers that her transmigration is no accident but a complex web woven by fate.

At five years old, Nysa watched her village burn—her parents were murdered, and her little brother was lost without a trace. All she had left was a flame-shaped pendant and the bitter taste of what the upper class had taken from her. But envy breeds betrayal, and trust is a luxury she can’t afford. When a charming stranger invites her to the kingdom’s grand celebration, Nysa dares to dream… until humiliation leaves her shattered and exposed. Among the masks and crowns, eyes are watching. One of them belongs to a prince with secrets colder than winter. And in his possession… the pendant she thought was lost forever.

Elion Greaves has lived nine lives. In each one, he tried to save the world—and failed. Now, on his tenth and final regression, he returns to the moment he was deemed worthless, his mana core shattered, destined to be forgotten. But Elion remembers everything. This time, he has a plan. This time, he’s not playing the game the world expects. This time… he will burn the system itself to ash.

And Just Like That Everything Changed! ...... They came from the sea—giants of stone and molten light. In seconds, Ethan village was torn apart. His mother crushed. His siste.... Ethan ran. But the ground split. A shard of black stone slid into his palm— And as his rage exploded, the stone meet with the heart shaped stone he found earlier. His body cracked. His skin turned to shale. And before he could save anyone, he became the very thing he feared. Now there's nothing left. No family. No home. Only the monster in his veins—

Her voice floats in the dark—slow, distant, cracked at the edges. A memory unraveling itself in ruin. "Oh… and I just died again." A beat. "Didn’t even get the chance to scream this time. Just burned. Like always." "But it doesn’t matter. None of this is real. Not really. It’s just… something stuck on repeat. A scene that loops like it’s written in the marrow of my bones." She inhales. Smokes chokes even the thought. "I think I’ve been trapped here for so long, I started dreaming with my eyes open." "Don’t get confused. I wasn’t always like this. I was a god. A ruler. Born of stars and saltwater. Atlantis was mine to inherit. My name—my legacy—was etched into the stone of the sea before I ever took my first breath." "And then…" her voice tightens "Mortals." "They didn’t worship. They hunted. They slaughtered the gods—burned our temples, tore our wings, shattered our hearts." "And me? They didn’t kill me. They needed me alive. Needed me to scream." "You ever wondered what it feels like—melted gold poured on your skin? Not once. Not twice. A thousand times. They’d stop. Let me heal. Then start again. That’s how I lost my gift. That’s how I lost my healing. That’s how I lost time." "I was just a child when the first war came. Barely 200 years old—barely chosen. By 500, I was ready for the throne. Strong. Steady. Loved." "Then the massacre." "Atlantis died." "And I disappeared into shadow." "Ten thousand years they kept me. Caged. Bound. Tortured. Not enough to die. Just enough to wish I could." "And then I saw my chance. I ran. I fought. I clawed my way out—" "But they found me. Again." "They reversed my age—ripped me backward through time like I was nothing but a thread. Left me a child. A hundred years old again. Powerless." "Then came the final curse: They locked me inside an illusion." "My illusion." "The one I created as a child—the night my village burned. The night I screamed and no one came." "Now I live that night again." "And again." "And again." "I die. I wake. I die. I wake." "Every ending is a beginning wrapped in fire." "And I’m tired." "Tired of bleeding for gods who are gone. Tired of breaking for humans who only know how to destroy." A long pause. "They used me." "Wore me out like a story passed through too many mouths." Then her voice drops—low, steel in it now. A whisper with weight. "But I swear… the next time I rise…" "It won’t be to save them." "It’ll be to end them." "They wanted a hero out of me." "I’ll give them something else." "A god... with nothing left to lose." READER ADVISORY: Everything in this world is handcrafted — from currency to the most basic details. My characters are morally gray, and each one is forged through relentless trials, not born into greatness. If you're hypersensitive, this story isn't for you. This book is brutal, raw, and unapologetically different. But if you’re craving something bold, dark, and unlike anything you’ve read before — step in. Thanks for reading.

his name is kairo a student who hides his true power he gets bullied every day in fc high school but does not want to use them because years ago he hurt the people he loved

David Smith has one goal graduate from Beaufort Academy with good grades so he can take over his father’s billion-dollar company. Cold, grumpy, and always in control, he leads the academy’s most feared trio. Then she shows up Precious Pearl, the new scholarship girl with nothing but brains, boldness, and a secondhand backpack. She’s everything David can’t stand… or ignore. He tries to make her life miserable. She refuses to back down. But the line between hate and something deeper begins to blur and something else begins to sprout. David smith had the world at his feet until a girl with nothing came and showed him everything Want to know what happened between David Smith and precious pearl?? Read the story to find out!!!

The Frost and the Flame is a historical novel fantasy of palace intrigue, forbidden passion, slow burn and unbridled ambition, set in a Joseon dynasty sealed by a curse... A prince cursed by the winter. A royal secretary willing to defy the Great Spirits. When love is born between Ice and Ash, Chaos awakens.

To all the moths who tried to kiss the burning flame. **** if she were a burning flame of desire, ambitions and ecstasy, they were the moth who truly loved her enough to kill themselves in the process of loving it but flame has all born ready to set everything on fire once it touched the blue core of its gigantic magnificence. her blue was someone...someone who ignited her but what happened where the passion to love burns like ammonia within lungs as the moth may give their meager life to sustain the flame yet what if her desire is all but of sea- to extinguish with every trickling droplet.

Twelve-year-old Kael was a slave—an orphan with no name, no freedom, and no future. Forced to work in royal gardens and beaten by nobles for fun, he lived each day with pain and silence. But everything changed when war came. In the middle of chaos, Kael and his best friend Jace ran for their lives. Deep in the forest, they found a hidden cave, ancient treasure, and an old diary left by a long-dead pirate. Inside the pages were stories—not just of adventure, but of power. Strange, dangerous power. And something inside Kael began to wake up. As he learns to survive in the wild, fight for freedom, and understand who he truly is, an old fire rises in him—one the world thought was gone forever. Kings will fight. Kingdoms may fall. But the greatest threat… might be the boy they once called a slave.

"I was never meant to survive the prophecy—just fulfill it." Stephanie Collins was hidden from the world by Lucifer himself. Now, fire burns in her veins, a crown of flame follows her, and an ancient god wants to become her. Ethan Martinez the tribird was also hidden but is the next lycan king. Caught between a cursed past and a war-torn future, Stephanie must choose: become the weapon fate demands—or rewrite the story and burn destiny to ash.

In this world.. We are all bound to love, but our dreams and fairy tale imaginations sometimes aren't bound to happen without the twist in it. There's always three parts of life in a story... The Beginning The Middle ...and The Twist There's no sweet love without thorns, like the way a rose, you love it with it's thorns.. We are going to journey into the world of Annalise, a bright young girl who felt the whole was all of cupcakes and rainbows.. but she was to learn that it all ain't.. ROSES AND THORNS

In a world forged by legendary Dragons and ruled by mighty Empires, the balance of power hangs by a thread. For ten millennia, the ancient dragons have vanished—lost to the infinity they once created. Their blood runs in the veins of humanity, granting incredible powers to those born under their blessings. From the floating planet of Ardentis, the Clan Sovereigns watch over the five great houses, guarding a fragile peace. But when a new generation of prodigies rise at the Academy of Dragons, destiny begins to stir. Among them, a young warrior marked by a mysterious and forbidden bloodline dares to challenge the rules—and uncover the truth behind the dragons’ eternal silence. In a realm where power can ignite worlds or shatter empires, old alliances will crumble, forgotten secrets will awaken, and the fate of all creation will be decided. Will the heirs of fire, storm, ocean, stone, and spirit unite to face the coming darkness—or be consumed by it?

A soul from another time, reborn in mid-19th century France. With courage and wisdom, he overcomes every trial and tribulation to reach the shores of glory. Flowers for his friends; a sword for his enemies. This is France—a nation forged in hardship, yet still standing proud. This is France—a nation bathed in the eternal light of glory.

"Until the Flower Withers" In a world brimming with magic, Luna Lockheart is reborn into a noble family, surrounded by love—but a deadly secret threatens to shatter her second chance at life. As Luna learns to navigate her new world, she discovers a life full of wonder and sorrow. From playful siblings and elegant tea parties to the haunting shadow of an ancient illness, time is not her ally. But Luna refuses to wither quietly. With her heart full of determination and her spirit as bright as the flower she’s named after, Luna vows to live fully, even as time slips through her fingers. A story of reincarnation, family bonds, and the beauty found in fleeting moments. "Until the flower withers… I'll bloom as brightly as I can."

A fiction&fantasy story about about the Villain and the hero's live, how they annoyed each other to become friends but it all goes down hill for Opal. The Villain(Opal) she couldn't stand it anymore she hated being disliked by everyone no matter what she did to help so she decided to get revenge, that is when their friendship fell apart and now the hero has come to put her down.

In the city of Valoria, where the splendor of opulent palaces dances to the tune of luxury while alleys drown in oblivion, fate weaves its first threads. There, Aaron, a young man forged by life's harshness, discovers what resembles a miracle: a rare "flower," Rosen, a noble girl lost from her family and luminous world. Aaron's humble home and his kind aunt Venice open their doors to her, and Rosen, hidden from her parents' eyes, becomes one of Aaron's family. Rosen, the delicate flower of wealth, blossoms in the harsh confines of poverty, in a world that was never hers. Deep feelings are born within her for Aaron, who saw in her only the innocence he nurtured. Love and sacrifice drive him to a heartbreaking decision, and he departs, leaving behind a heart pulsating with anticipation and a soul clinging to threads of hope. But fate, with its resounding blows, returns Rosen to the shores of her former world, erasing every trace of the past. She returns to her family, who had long searched for her, but she becomes a body without memory, lost between a wealthy present and forgotten memories. Meanwhile, Aaron returns to find a painful void; his aunt has passed away, and his "flower" has vanished without a trace. He embarks on an arduous search journey that extends for years, until fate wills them to meet again in a fleeting encounter that opens the doors to a major shock. Does Aaron hold the key to restoring what was lost? And can his forgotten "flower" awaken from her slumber to rewrite their love story between banks that were never truly part of her? "Flower Between The Banks" is a captivating journey through fate, love, and loss, telling the tale of two hearts searching for a way back in a world that forgets

He was cursed to love. She was chained to hate. Lucian rules the dark with silence and steel. Ari was never meant to belong to him—but fate binds her in blood. He calls it love. She calls it a prison. When the chains break… Will she escape, or return to the monster who never let her fall? A Pure Story Full of Romantic Tension

[WARNING: VIOLENT CONTENT AHEAD] Kill, Bloodshed, Revenge, Vengeance is what his world was limited to. When she appeared, his world went limitless. Nilana, hurt and betrayed by her foster family ran away after poisoning them with a sleeping potion. What else could she had done? They were selling her to a brothel to pay her elder sister's dowry! After leaving the cottage on a windy night, she ought to go to the capital of the Kingdom of Windspire, and start a new life there. On her way there, she meets this mysterious rower who was helping her cross the river. Right then, heavy storm and high waves knocked the boat out. She drowned, wondering if this how her life was to be ended. The next time she opened her eyes, she found herself in a bed of a wooden manor in the middle of a forest. Unsure of how she ended up here, she meets the owner of the manor, All soaked in sweat, shirtless, and holding an axe on his shoulders. He was a young man. The most beautiful young man she had ever seen. Follow the journey of Nilana, a runaway with a hidden past, and Ian, a mysterious wood merchant harboring deadly secrets. When fate unites them in a lavish forest manor, they embark on an unforgettable adventure. As royal intrigues and hidden motives unfold, their love will be tested, and their destiny as Assassin, Prince, and King will shape the future of the Kingdom of Windspire. With thrilling plot twists, thought stopping action scenes, found family bonds, and heartwarming moments, it is a captivating historical fantasy novel that will keep you spellbound until the very last page. EXCERPT - "What are you planning to do exactly, Dem Mari?" His voice was low and resonant. "You-" she stammered and stepped back two steps behind, "You!" She pointed out to him in a yell, "Can you not-" Stuttering, she made her posture straight and reached out for the apron hanging on one of the wall hooks behind him. "Can you not do this? And declare your presence then scare me shitless all the time, mister?!" Her words blabbered out as she took the apron and stepped back. "No." Ian replied. Nilana glared at him, her eyes squinted. "What do you mea-" "It's fun." He snatched the apron from her hands. "Fun to witness your myriad expressions every time I appear like a phantom behind you." P.S THE COVER IS NOT MINE

Rian, a 17-year-old Reject, lost his village to a mysterious fire. During the Chosen’s trial, a purple symbol awakens on his hand, granting him the forbidden power of Creation and a flaming sword. In a world where rankings define worth, Rian hides his secret while seeking justice. Who caused the fire? Why was he chosen for this power? How far will vengeance take him? Though not Chosen, Rian’s determined to rise to the top and uncover the truth.

Kidnapped. Caged. Feared. Princess Lunastia thought she was powerless—until they come for her. Now trapped in a palace where even the shadows whisper, she begins to uncover secrets that could destroy kingdoms… including the truth about herself. He steps close, fingers brushing her chin, voice like velvet and fire. "Cry if you want, little star... but remember, even your tears belong to me now." She was never just a girl. And when her true power awakens— he may be the only one who can survive her.

A dying Earthling awakens as Yao Jun—disciple of a martial god—only to inherit a primordial flame that devours reality itself. Now, he must survive a sect of jealous geniuses, outrun ancient prophecies, and decide if he’s a hero or a calamity in the making.

In a city where magic is the currency of power and wealth, Dorian Keil has none. Born into the impoverished Underrealm, he's overlooked, underestimated, and consigned to a life of endless labor, where the rich and powerful rule above. But when a mysterious, ancient force reveals a hidden power within him—one born from sheer will and determination—Dorian begins to question everything. In a world where power is inherited, can Dorian rise from the ashes and rewrite the laws of magic itself? The Ascendant Flame is a tale of rebellion, strategy, and the untapped power of those society deems nothing