Jake And The Neverland Pirates

This is the stories of two different people from two different worlds (literally) She was raised in love, while he was raised in hate Her birth was celebrated, while he was despised She was protected, while he was abused everyday. She is gentle, warm and kind, while he is cold, cruel and vicious But with the twist of fate, their world collided. They will learn from each other. He will teach her to be hopeful and live for herself, while she will teach him the joys of Friendship and Love Together they will learn to understand each other, accept each other and love each other, and soon their love will change the fate of the world ________________________________________ Princess: Can you stop staring at me while I'm sleeping? The Lord: I can't... The Princess: Are you gonna stare at me the whole night? The Lord: Yes! The Princess: Can you at least act like a normal man who will take advantage of a maiden while in her room. The Lord: …this Lord would oblige The Princess: WAIT… This princess is kidding, just kidding, wait...!

"Do you know how it feels having to listen to all these voices in my head but the one voice, the one voice I want to hear which is constantly trying to reach me but it can never really get to me. Do you really know how that feels? Have you ever thought of how hard this is for me!? She cried. Rowan moved forward and pulled her in his arms. He hugged her tightly wanting to end all those feelings of despair in her head. He knew exactly how she felt he knew how being trapped in your own feelings felt like. Charlotte hugged him back tightly ignoring all her other thoughts. She felt a lot of comfort while being in this man's arms. She cried all her pain away and when she was almost done Rowan leaned down whispered in her ear, "It's okay for you to feel like this but never forget that I am here with you and that we are a team Charlotte, so what you are feeling is exactly what I am feeling." Charlotte never knew that such small reassuring words from this man was exactly what she needed to wash all her troubles away and make her feel a million times better. This made her realize that she was not alone in this and that Rowan was with her in every step that she made. Charlotte wondered why it was only him who could make her fell this way and make all her troubles go away and that is when it hit her, he has never called her by her first name.

"Through the ages, I was the shadow that ruled from the darkness, the unseen hand that restored balance whenever fools dared to disrupt what was never theirs. I was never a savior, nor did I act out of mercy or love for this world. I acted because their existence was nothing but a disturbance… because this world was never theirs to take! > And now, as we stand at the edge of annihilation—where time shatters, laws crumble, and ancient beasts rise from their slumber—do I sit idly and watch the end devour everything? Or do I seize this moment and reshape the end to suit my will? > Who am I? A foolish question, but I’ll indulge it, if only to hear the echo of my name shatter the cosmos itself. Hahahahaha... I am the Cursed Immortal!"

Three young men, travel to an abandoned castle, and happen across a 'horrendous' demon

When Wyn's life was turned upside down someone tries to help him recover from his trauma

Charssein, a character destined for death, defied the fate written for him in the pages of his world. His survival was an affront to the natural order, a rebellion so profound that even God himself, the Creator of the book, could not look away. This was no ordinary defiance—it was artful, calculated, and driven by the sins that defined him. Lust, the most potent of all, became his weapon, turning the divine into a captive of his own creation. In his madness, Charssein twisted the plot, making himself indispensable, a force of chaos so captivating that God refused to erase him. But such rebellion demanded a punishment worse than death: to live endlessly, hunted by the same man who was meant to kill him—the story's main character. The cycle of death and rebirth binds them all in a cruel game where Charssein becomes both the prey and the predator, his sins a double-edged sword against those who pursue him. In a world where free will is a myth, and God himself cannot resist the pull of Charssein's madness, the ultimate question remains: who truly holds the pen in this story? A tale of sin, obsession, and the blurred lines between creation and destruction, "The God Who Loved My Madness" unravels the delicate threads of power, lust, and the haunting allure of rebellion.

Keira sails across the seas to find her brother who left hom years ago to become a marine. But why is she always being mistaken for a pirate? "I'm clearly not a pirate."

When Bastion ran away from home at sixteen he thought he’d never care for anyone ever again, that is until he found a mysterious lamp on an unsuccessful day of treasure hunting. It soon turns out that this is no ordinary lamp but a vessel for Idriah, a powerful female jinn- a genie. Can Bastion face his feelings for her? Can he keep her from the clutches of the rest of the crew?

Pirate Time tell a story about young woman that her name is Anne Louise at middle year 1710, in Bahamas. She met with a young man that his name is Jack Pearl. Jack Pearl helped Anne from bad peoples and Jack Pearl is a Captain from pirate that his crew's name are Revenge and his ship's name is Diamond Dash. Anne's life been changed that time.

Arathan was living his second life just like his first, in poverty and pain. As a last resort, he had become a sailor to escape and live a better life. But, as always, fate had turned its back on Arathan. At sea, their ship was caught by the mighty beast, Dersinous, and the only way to escape this creature was to sacrifice someone. The crew quickly decided to offer Arathan, who was seen as skinny and useless, as the sacrifice. As Arathan was thrown towards the beast, and its teeth began to tear his body apart, the emptiness he felt clashed with his desire for revenge. And with the help of a strange, unknown power, Arathan rose just as he was about to die! The power of the sea was now in his hands! ...Or at least, it could have been. Arathan would set out on a long journey to rule the seas and throughout this journey, he will meet many comrades, and there will be many women to warm his bed.

Pirate's Legacy follows Caius Mercer, a sixteen-year-old dreamer from a small coastal village who longs for a life beyond the empire's control. Disillusioned by the corrupt soldiers who claim to protect his people, Caius refuses to follow the path of servitude that his fellow villagers accept. Instead, he dreams of freedom on the open seas—a dream inspired by tales of the Silver Serpents, a legendary pirate crew who fought for justice, not gold. But in a world where pirates are hunted, and loyalty to the empire is law, Caius's desire to become a new kind of pirate—a protector of the weak and enemy of oppression—sets him on a dangerous path. With the empire's watchful eyes always looming and whispers of dark powers stirring in the seas, Caius must decide whether he's ready to risk everything to live by his own code. The ocean beckons, but so do the enemies that lurk beneath the surface. Will Caius become a hero, or will he fall prey to the same darkness that consumes all who defy the empire?

Prince Alaric of Ravendale has always lived a charmed life, wielding power and wealth with no sense of humility. Wicked, proud, and nearly unredeemable, he’s known for his haughty disregard for anyone beneath his station. But fate takes an unexpected turn when he meets Aveline, a poor orphan in his kingdom, who challenges his worldview and ultimately captures his heart. Their journey together is filled with moments of hilarity, tension, heartbreak, and redemption, showing that love can blossom in the most unlikely of hearts.

A delightful Christmas rom-com novel, ranging from 75,000 to 100,000 words. The story incorporate popular tropes such as 'enemies to lovers' and 'forced close proximity.'

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A mysterious author. A boss. Who will fall inlove on their first meet.

A mysterious author. A boss. Who will definitely fall inlove at their first meet.

"To the man I thought I could have, but I couldn't." ********** Karim was the man I met in Wisteria City, in a foreign Wisterian country. I thought he was just a normal person, but he turned out to be an army officer from an enemy country. Who would have known that this man was destined to be the future Prime Minister of his nation? Our worlds collided in a twist of fate, filled with passion, conflict, and the ultimate test of loyalty and love. We stood on the balcony, the city lights twinkling below us. I turned to Karim, my voice trembling. "So we're over?" He sighed, his eyes filled with pain. "No, you and I will never be over." "How can I trust you now?" I whispered, feeling the weight of the future. Karim stepped closer, his hand reaching out to touch mine. "Because my feelings for you are real. Despite the borders and politics, what we have is genuine." I pulled away, tears streaming down my face. "It's not that simple, Karim. You're an officer from an enemy country. We both know this can't work." He looked at me with a mixture of grief and determination. "I'll fight for us, Kristen. As much as I care about the politics, I care about you more." A sad smile tugged at my lips. "You say that now, but what about when you're Prime Minister? Can you promise me we'll still matter then?" Karim took my hand, his grip firm yet gentle. "I promise, I'll do everything in my power to make it work. You're worth it." Despite the turmoil, a part of me wanted to believe him. "You're a smooth talker, you know that?" He chuckled softly, a glimmer of his old charm returning. "Only for you, Princess." We stood there, locked in a moment that was as beautiful as it was heartbreaking, knowing that the path ahead was fraught with uncertainty but unable to let go of the connection we had found. ********** Will Karim be able to balance his love for Kristen with his political ambitions? Can Kristen overcome the boundaries set by their countries and find a way to be with Karim? What will happen when their secret relationship is exposed to the public? How will they navigate the challenges posed by their conflicting loyalties? Will their love survive the ultimate test of duty and destiny?

Imperially Yours...A blend of romance, royalty and fantasy. History is written by the victors that is why you hear the Elves tell their descendants how they conquered this land and still glorify such an exercise. This land used to belong to us. But then they came: an annexation that brought us all-all three races- together and still pulled us farther apart. And they established a social order. Elves first, Fae, and the humans at the lowest rung of that order. I cannot be disappointed with my parents enough for being who they were-humans-and then birthing me. That was a huge disservice to me. In this world, you were only Elven or nothing. I was nothing by extension. But I never embraced that status. I was destined for more-rebellion, subversion, sedition- but nothing prepared me for catching the attention of the Emperor of the Elven colonies...and I was going to pay for it. I still baffle at how I was increasingly attracted to the tyrant Emperor who was not just known to be condescending and ruthless but cold and unfeeling; unkind and cruel. In this midst of this I was going to change and experience things like I have never before and I will struggle with myself to overcome the darkness that seeks to take me with it. There are three types of Magic: Benign, Grey and Malign. Two kinds were outlawed: Grey and Malign. I possessed Malign magic within me and soon I would find out why it was outlawed...

A Londoner girl, Amy Allen, who was on a trip to her grandmother’s house in Cambridge, returns to London to her father’s house. There she resumes her normal life with her father and her three siblings, her 18-year-old twin brothers, and her 10-years-old sister. As the Second World War arrives, Amy and her sister Hannah try to discover the mysteries of the War.

The stage is set. Battleships ready to launch, warp drive activated and laser cannons at command to destroy anything that gets into the way. If there is Civilization, there would be war. War for religion, for territory, for resources and for Power. It's not something we learn but it's what comes from inside us, everyone will get what he wants only when he fights, Survival of the fittest. Follow Stream Markus and his friends as he tries to survive these never-ending Cosmic Wars as a Space Ranger and a part-time Mercenary. Maybe fate has some surprise for him as it turns his life and his journey to conquer the Cosmos starts. // I know this novel doesn't match any theme as per required for the contest, well I'm not trying to get selected. It's just that a novel in a contest has better base for readers so don't mind me.//

A slacking ale maker is tasked by the noble squire with tutoring a brand new member of a visiting string orchestra to prepare for the upcoming kingdom concerto. But competition in the beverage industry proves a threat to his well being, and to make matters worse, a mysterious string of gruesome murders arise and people of importance go missing within the kingdom walls and it seems that fingers may point in his direction...

PIRATE! PIRATE! PIRATE! PIRATES!!!

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.