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Hermione Granger And The Half Blood Prince

Bound By Blood And Desire

Isla Romano’s world crumbled the night Antonio DeLuca, the notorious mafia boss, murdered her father before her eyes. As her father’s lifeless body hit the cold ground, Isla swore vengeance on the man who tore her family apart. For years, she’s plotted and waited for the perfect moment to take him down. But fate has a way of playing cruel games. Infiltrating the DeLuca empire as a skilled Seductress, Isla’s plan is simple: take down Antonio, the man who deserves nothing less than death for his cold-blooded actions. But her mission becomes far more complicated when she crosses paths with Dante DeLuca, Antonio’s son. Charismatic, powerful, and ruthless in his own right, Dante is everything Isla despises—but also everything she can’t seem to resist. As she gets closer to her goal, the lines between duty and desire blur. Every encounter with Dante only intensifies the forbidden attraction she feels for him, and her focus on revenge begins to falter. Beneath the layers of hatred and resentment lies something darker, something she cannot control. Dante, who once considered himself a ruthless heir to his father’s throne, is captivated by Isla's strength, beauty, and fire. He is drawn to her in a way he can’t explain, but something feels off—her bitterness, her hidden secrets, and the way she seems to be everywhere he goes. As their undeniable chemistry burns hotter, he begins to question everything, including his loyalty to his father. With every step, Isla finds herself entangled in the DeLuca web, inching closer to destroying Antonio—yet the closer she gets to Dante, the more she risks losing herself. But Dante has his own demons. As the darkness within him rises, so too does his obsession with Isla. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep her close—even if it means holding her captive, bound by their unspoken desires. As the stakes grow higher and the danger around them intensifies, Isla must decide if she’s willing to sacrifice everything she’s worked for in her quest for vengeance—her heart, her soul, and maybe even the life of the man she never thought she’d love. ---
Db_Novels · 2.7K Views

Oath and Blood

In the ruthless world of Jianghu, where power is measured by the strength of one’s blade, Ye Xian—a master of poisons and a top assassin for the Hidden Order—receives her latest mission: eliminate Shen Liwei, the righteous yet formidable leader of the Azure Wind Sect. Her plan is flawless. Her poison is undetectable. Her strike is lethal. Yet, when the toxin fails to take effect, Ye Xian is forced to confront a chilling truth—Shen Liwei is immune to all poisons but one: the very first poison she ever created. To finish her mission, she must infiltrate his sect, uncover his secret, and strike when he least expects it. But as she gets closer, she discovers that Shen Liwei is not just a target—he is a man entangled in the same deadly web as she is. Behind his righteous reputation lie imperial experiments, hidden betrayals, and a conspiracy that reaches far beyond any one sect. As assassins close in, enemies shift, and the line between hunter and hunted begins to blur, Ye Xian faces the one truth she cannot poison her way out of—the mission was never as simple as killing Shen Liwei. A calculated assassin vs. an unbreakable warrior—a deadly game of deception and skill. Martial duels, hidden blades, and power struggles—where alliances are as fragile as life itself. A world ruled by strength, ambition, and shadows—where survival is the only law. In Jianghu, trust is a weakness, love is a liability, and the only certainty is that someone must die.
Minahiru · 678 Views

Bound By Blood And Fire

Freya has spent her life as an outcast—beaten, humiliated, and branded a disappointment. A servant in the house of the man who once called himself her father. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. She awakens to a truth more dangerous than the chains that bound her. She is not just a disgraced wolf. She is something more—something both feared and hunted. Prince Dorian, ruthless heir to the throne, knows what she is. She is his mate. The one fate has bound to him in ways he never wanted. But to him, she is also a weapon—a pawn in the bloody war against the hunters. He takes her, claims her, and keeps her not out of love, but control. "You think I won’t reject you?" Dorian’s voice is low, edged with cruel amusement as he presses her against the cold stone wall of his chamber. His grip is iron, his breath a promise of ruin. "I will. The moment you become useless to me." But there is another. Tiberius, the legendary hunter with emerald eyes that see too much and a touch that burns her differently, has searched for her his entire life. He was raised to despise wolves, to slaughter them without hesitation. Yet when he looks at Freya, he does not see an enemy. He sees his mate. "They told me I would find you," Tiberius murmurs, his fingers brushing over the bruises Dorian left on her wrists. His gaze is both tender and deadly. Caught between two kings, two destinies, and two deadly temptations, Freya must decide who she truly is. A key to destruction, or a bridge to salvation? But what happens when the wolf prince refuses to let her go… and the hunter king refuses to let her fall? A brutal prince. A vengeful hunter. A woman bound by fate. One will break her. One will save her. Or will she choose to save herself?
Mondara · 3.9K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.
KENNYWROTEIT · 5.5K Views

MUYE AND MILLAN: THE QUEST OF BLOOD AND HURDLES

Magic reigning supreme, a ruthless struggle for power unfolds between two sisters, Sotchai and Nagjari. The fate of the kingdom hangs in the balance as they clash in a battle of magic. When Sotchai, the powerful sorceress and queen, discovers her sister's treacherous plan to overthrow her, she must use all her magical prowess to protect her newborn daughter, Sonaya. As Sotchai fights to save her child and her kingdom, she unleashes a curse that will haunt Nagjari for years to come. Years later, Nagjari, now the ruling queen, is haunted by nightmares of Sotchai's curse. Her husband, King Holtrin, tries to comfort her, but the memory of Sotchai's words continues to torment her: "You will never win me. I am Sotchai of Qi and Xie!" As the anniversary of Sotchai's downfall approaches, a mysterious figure emerges, whispering prophecies of Sonaya's return and the restoration of magic to its rightful heir. Will Nagjari's reign be threatened by the return of her niece, or will Sonaya's arrival bring about a new era of peace and prosperity to the kingdom? ......... “Who is the Witch of the two? What gender did Sire say?” The Master requested in a voice so horrific that the kids became even more scared. “None of us is a witch. We have grown without knowing or practicing magic all our lives.” “How old are you?” “I am fifteen.” Millan spoke up. “I am twelve.” Muye also responded after hesitating for a while. She wanted not to answer but the faces alone of the men could not let her. “Yes, my Master, it’s the girl, her age matches the night struggle.” “No sir. She’s mistaken. She has not yet even made eleven.” Millan realized they did not have to say the right age. But it was too late. Realizing how late he was, he signaled her to run as he tries to escape.
Quelin_Karan · 4.2K Views
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