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When Angels Marry Vampires "Play along, or we're both dead." When Ella wakes in a hospital with no memory, a dangerously handsome stranger claims she's his wife. The lie is simple: pretend to be Mrs. Aaron D'Cruz for three months to save him from a political marriage. The truth is impossible: she's a fire angel princess with amnesia, he's a five-hundred-year-old vampire lord, and their fake marriage might be the only thing preventing a supernatural war. Ella isn't alone. Five other angel cousins—each with elemental powers and forgotten pasts—have been scattered across Earth in the LDH program: a "cultural exchange" that's actually a last-ditch experiment to heal a thousand-year rift between realms. As the Black Rose blooms a century early, its thorns carry memories of a love so forbidden it shattered worlds. Now, twelve interspecies couples must: Remember who they are before the Syndicate hunts them down Master hybrid magics that shouldn't exist Survive the 72-hour realm convergence during full bloom Choose love over ancient hatreds Become the Butterfly Covenant prophesied to save—or destroy—everything An arrogant fire angel who bows to no one A possessive vampire lord who owns everything he touches An innocent earth angel paired with her sky-angel best friend A gloomy dark angel foodie and the lightning wizard who won't stop flirting A protective water angel obsessed with a rule-following perfect witch A wind angel who can't choose between a human artist and a stable earth angel A brutally honest light angel stuck with a chaos fairy who breaks everything she touches Twelve couples. Twelve forbidden loves. One last chance at salvation before the Black Rose consumes all realms.

Meet Ashleigh Howell - a blend of spice and everything nice. She possesses everything that a woman wish for: fame, fortune, and beauty. Her ethereal face and angelic voice effortlessly commands admiration of every man, leaving them kneeling, and kissing her feet. Her life is perfect. Everyone idolized her, wanting to achieve her success in the same field. But, after being named as the person of the year, Ashleigh's pillars of perfection shatters when she discovers her doting husband, Abhishek Howell, is entangled in an affair with his secretary. She doubts her worth, and if a single apology can mend the devastation caused by his betrayal. The star of the country becomes the head of the news, portraying her as a woman who gave up success over a single heartbreak. She sunk deeper into sadness, wishing death comes at her door, until one fateful day, she was given another chance to alter her seven lives... under one condition. Will she indulge this chance to redefine the fate of Ashleigh Howell, or succumb to the death that is waiting just a step away?

ILLUSION FORMS — THE SAGA OF HIDDEN IDENTITY "Can a single thought become a death sentence? Can a spoken word reshape reality?" Legend speaks of an ancient era where power was so absolute that even a faint thought of betrayal or harm towards the Supreme beings resulted in instant death, regardless of distance. Their every word was an immutable law, and their 'Vows' were unbreakable chains of destiny. It is said that these terrifying powers were eventually bound within primordial Seals, for no mortal vessel could ever contain such a devastating cosmic weight without shattering. But where those powers went remains the world's greatest mystery. In a modern era dominated by vampires and shadows, three strangers find themselves entangled in a fate they cannot comprehend: The Silent Mask: A child who survives behind a fragile veil of innocence. Trusting no one and relying only on himself, he is a master of manipulation, subtly controlling the minds and circumstances of those around him for his own protection. He is the quiet storm that no one sees coming. The Invisible Pull: A youth with defiant eyes and unwavering confidence. He is haunted by an unexplainable magnetic pull toward people he has never met, as if his very soul is searching for its missing fragments. The Stern Shell: A ruthless protector who has turned his heart into stone to shield his own. Wary of outsiders and fiercely loyal, he guards his secrets with a cold, lethal precision. As the ancient Seals begin to crack, a terrifying question arises: Are these three merely victims of fate, or are they the very catastrophe the world tried to lock away? "A true ruler does not need a blade to conquer. He only needs to speak—and the world shall kneel."

Harry Potter has brains, a plan, and absolutely no interest in being manipulated. Magic is cool. Hogwarts is interesting. Dumbledore’s cryptic smiles and “trust me” speeches? Hard pass. Harry studies magic like a weapon, questions everything, and refuses to play along with destiny, prophecy, or anyone else’s long game. No chess pieces. No blind loyalty. Just a smart kid, a wand, and a firm fuck Dumbledore attitude.

[YOU ARE REQUIRED TO ABDUCT 5 KIDS BELOW THE AGE OF 10] [TIME FOR QUEST COMPLETION: 36 HRS.] [PENALTY FOR FAILURE OF THIS QUEST IS DEATH.] Fais heart sunk into his belly as he read the quest . "What the ......" It began fifty years ago. Without warning, creatures from the underworld burst into our world, unleashing an invasion that humanity barely survived. Questions about their origin and methods remained unanswered, lost in the immediate, desperate fight for survival. Our modern weapons proved useless against them; bullets and bombs seemed to have no effect, no matter how relentlessly we fought. Our salvation came through a groundbreaking scientific discovery. A brilliant scientist successfully mutated human genes, granting us the ability to perform incredible, inhuman feats. This breakthrough finally gave us a fighting chance against the monstrous invaders. Fai, a fifteen-year-old with a burning desire to become an underworld hunter. However, a debilitating disability and the harsh reality of being an orphan prevent him from pursuing his dream. But everything changes on his sixteenth birthday when a mysterious power awakens within him: [CONGRATULATIONS! HOST HAS REACHED THE REQUIREMENTS FOR ACTIVATION OF THE FAIRY SYSTEM.] The origins of this "Fairy System" are shrouded in mystery. Regardless, armed with its power, Fai embarks on a relentless journey, completing one quest after another, steadily growing stronger with each level gained. This continues until he receives an unimaginable directive: [YOU ARE REQUIRED TO ABDUCT 5 KIDS BELOW THE AGE OF 10] [TIME FOR QUEST COMPLETION: 36 HRS.] [PENALTY FOR FAILURE OF THIS QUEST IS DEATH.] Will Fai defy his conscience and commit the unthinkable to save himself? Join us as we dive into the dark, complex world of the Fairy System.

I’m Draven Vladimir, formerly known as Denial, once the leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the world. Betrayed and killed by a trusted comrade I wouldn't say I trusted him by you get the idea, I was reborn in a world unlike Earth, filled with magic and mythical creatures. As a vampire hybrid, the son of the Vampire King and a Dark Elf, unable to use Mana, but I don’t really care about it. I just want to live an easy life in this new world

An Alpha she can’t escape. A bond that is forbidden. And a baby she must save. ---------------------- It was insanity to abscond from Alpha Kalio. Absolute madness to kidnap his son. And a completely deranged behaviour to run straight into the human territory, hoping that a long aged prophecy would stop the Alpha from chasing her into the forbidden lands. Well, Idalia never claimed to be sane, so she did all that. Enraged, Alpha Kalio chased right after her to get back what was his. Idalia continued running, her plan not being to outrun him forever but to stall him till it was time for the prophecy. However, things quickly go south as she falls into the claws of a human who takes a possibly dangerous interest in her. Now she has more dangerous things to escape from and even far more life-threatening things to protect her son from. There was no way this could get even worse ….or so she thought. —— —— This book contains mature content (graphic violent and intimate scenes). Major changes are been made to the story, please only read the chapters that are marked edited.

For Devon, this world is nothing but a playground. He has no ambition to reclaim the throne or destroy the existing system. He only wants to do whatever he pleases—from sticking his tongue out at demon babies to teasing deadly prison guards. In the eyes of the world, he is a broken narrative; yet for Devon, this is true freedom. Amidst vampire conspiracies, biomechanical experiments, and a cold underwater prison, this forgotten Emperor has only one agenda: to savor every moment of chaos he creates.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

Maya Reeves moves to Forks expecting boredom — instead she becomes the one human Edward Cullen can’t ignore. When a near‑fatal accident reveals his impossible abilities, Maya is pulled into the dangerous orbit of a family hiding a supernatural truth. As Edward fights his instinct to stay away, Maya discovers that fate has tied them together in ways neither of them understands. But the closer they grow, the more powerful forces begin to move in the shadows… and Maya’s arrival in Forks may not have been an accident at all. 3Chapters/Week patreon.com/Twilightsky588 - 20 advanced chapters

Cain, a vampire Overgod, turns back time to escape a total annihilation, only to awaken back in time where he was bound by a marriage blood pact to three vampire sisters who share his power and slow his growth. To regain his peak strength and take revenge on the gods who ambushed him, he must escape the bond. He escaped an ambush by the highest gods. Escaping three vampire wives should be easy. But what if all three of his wives can hear all his thoughts? Can they contain this Overgod creature? Can an Overgod such as himself escape this romantic love affair?

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

Serena looked up into his eyes, those fierce green eyes blazed with anger or so she thought for these were not the eyes of any mortal man, these were the eyes of a demon who wanted to claim her soul for himself alone

Elara Quinn, a modern young woman thrust into the mystical realm of Thalorien after a bizarre accident at her tech job. She awakens in a forest teeming with magic, where humans, fae, vampires, and werewolves coexist in tension. Rescued by a simple peasant, Elara begins a journey to understand this strange new world—and herself. Unbeknownst to her, she is a hybrid of fae and werewolf blood, a secret that could tip the balance of the realm’s fragile peace. Centuries-old powers, including a vampire prince sealed for past chaos, stir once more. The Fae, long divided between light and dark, were forced to unite after the vampire’s rampage to protect their lands. Meanwhile, werewolves maintain a strict, territorial kingdom, wary of outsiders. As Elara’s powers slowly awaken, she must navigate political intrigue, dangerous factions, and her own emerging abilities. But the greatest danger may not be from the vampire, werewolves, or even fae—it may lie within herself.

A half-ghost, half-human huntress walks through a nameless city of eternal dusk. Monsters wear human faces, angels sell souls for rent, and silence itself is a weapon. Trip of the Shadows is where redemption and damnation share the same heartbeat.

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

A mysterious masked woman is assigned to serve to serve as the crown prince's loyal bodyguard. Both of them are the two opposite sides of a coin. But as they grow closer, love sparks between and dangerous secrets from her past threatens to tear them apart. What is she hiding? How will it affect him? And will he ever be able to unmask and uncover all her secrets? Who knows!