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An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

|SEASON 1 OF CLAXTON| |2X FEATURED · WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM · PAID STORY ON INKSPIRED!| As the Octopus Man returns from the Bermuda Triangle, Makenna Angelia Delling teams up with Merlin the Great's ninja-like fairy apprentice, Tracey, to defeat him. However, what will happen when Tracey learns he is the K.T. Magic Murderer? *** Fourteen-year-old Makenna Delling is a Metamorphic Fairy, a rare fairy from a family in which one person must have been a fairy. Except, who is that one person? To help find answers regarding her past, Makenna teams up with seventeen-year-old Tracey, a mysterious fairy who hails from Merlin's Island. Together, they are dragged into the flight of their lives after they learn that the Octopus Man has returned from the Bermuda Triangle, and he is eager to kill Tracey. Mustering up all her courage, Makenna must find a way to stop Tracey from becoming who he truly is. She has to help him defeat the Octopus Man himself if he is to change his fate. Both teens have high stakes, especially since Tracey could be one of the greatest threats in the entire Magic World. Who is Makenna? Who is Tracey? Most importantly, why must Makenna find her long-lost family member? It's so she can call herself a True Metamorphic Fairy. *** *Main tropes: bad boy, love triangle, and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!* *Important: There is a non-graphic suicide attempt in Part Two of Chapter Sixty--just FYI, in case you'd like to skip that section.* Word Count: 150,000-200,000

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

He’s the crown prince of a modern, glittering city… the CEO of the world’s largest company… and secretly her husband. Two years ago, he vanished from her life without explanation, leaving her heartbroken and confused—but it was all to protect her from dangers she could never imagine. Now, fate has brought her back to the palace, not as a guest, but as a lowly maid, unaware of the truth: the man she once loved is standing before her, commanding, protective, and dangerously close. Every glance ignites sparks. Every accidental touch sends her heart racing. Every word from him is loaded with secrets, desire, and the tension of a love forbidden by status, duty, and the eyes of a suspicious world. As palace intrigues twist around them, a scheming fiancée circles, jealous rivals lurk in the shadows, and their own hidden past threatens to unravel, their forbidden love becomes a battlefield of emotion, jealousy, and longing. Will they survive the pull of their hearts, the danger of their secrets, and the intensity of emotions that refuse to be contained? Fast-paced, gripping, and addictive, this is a rollercoaster romance where every chapter leaves you gasping, craving the next twist in a love that no one must ever know.

She wakes beneath the fluorescent lights, broken but alive. Machines hum beside her, but the real wound isn’t her fractured body—it’s her fiancé’s calm confession. They broke up weeks ago, he says. He only came out of duty. And he’s already moved on—with his boss’s daughter. The doctor believes him. The nurses pity her. His best friend nods along, though she catches the hesitation in his eyes—the silent bargain in his glance. Orphaned and alone, she cannot outshout their voices. So she doesn’t. She smiles. She thanks them. She pretends her mind is fogged. But at night, when silence sharpens her loneliness into a blade, she begins to plan. Her revenge will not only cut, but carve: to peel back her fiancé’s lies until his glittering new love sees the truth beneath his ambition, to bend the best friend’s loyalty, and to turn pity into power. Revenge isn’t always cold. Sometimes it’s seductive. And soon, she’ll be the one holding the knife.

She forgot him. He remembered everything. And he's not letting her go again. Three years ago, Elara Hart was desperate—her mother was dying, and she had no money for treatment. So when cold, ruthless billionaire Kairos Vance offered her $2 million to be his surrogate, she signed her life away. The contract was clear: carry his child, sign away all rights, disappear forever. But Elara made a fatal mistake. She fell in love with him. And Kairos? He threw her away the moment their son was born, choosing his family's approval over the woman who'd given him everything. Heartbroken and determined to fight for custody, Elara drove into a rainstorm—and straight into a nightmare. The "accident" wasn't random. It was arranged. And when she woke up three weeks later, she couldn't remember her own name, let alone the man who'd destroyed her. Now, three years later, she walks back into his life. As a stranger. Desperate and obsessed, Kairos makes a split-second decision that will change everything: he tells her she's his wife. That they were madly in love. That their son Leo is the product of their marriage, not a cold transaction. She believes him. And Kairos finally has a second chance to do everything right. But secrets don't stay buried. As Elara's memories begin to surface—fragmented images of contracts, cold hospital rooms, and his cruel rejection—she starts to realize the man she's falling for is the same man who once broke her. When the truth explodes, Elara must decide: can she forgive the unforgivable? Or will she take everything from him the way he once took everything from her? A story of lies, possession, redemption, and a love so twisted it might just destroy them both... or save them.

I married the most powerful CEO in the city in a secret midnight ceremony. For three years, I was his hidden wife, his private solace, his only truth. Then he stood before the world and announced his engagement to another woman. Humiliated and heartbroken, I ran—straight into the path of a speeding car. I woke up with no memory of him, our marriage, or the love that destroyed me. Four years later, I’ve rebuilt myself into a woman he wouldn’t recognize: powerful, cold, and sitting across the negotiating table from his company. He looks at me with haunted, hungry eyes and whispers, “Do I know you?” I smile, ice-cold. “No, Mr. Thorne. You fired me years ago.” But when his enemies resurface, threatening the life I’ve built, only one man can protect me: the husband who forgot to love me, and is now obsessed with making me remember. He broke me once. Now, I’ll make him beg for a second chance he doesn’t deserve.

“I want a divorce,” Nathaniel said with no emotions. I was shocked at how callus he could be. I didn’t get a chance to tell him about my pregnancy. After five years of marriage, I still couldn't warm his heart. I understood I would never be able to replace my sister in his heart. “Fine. Let’s divorce then.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I, Zara Moore, married my brother-in-law to fulfil my dying sister’s last wish. I poured my heart into this marriage, cared for him, and loved his son like my own, hoping that one day, he might return my feelings. It was only my wishful thought. I ended up being killed in my past life. Reborn, I could see the truth clearly. To him, I was a promise he made to his first love. Tired of being just an obligation, I decided to leave him and not tell him about the child in my womb. But with tearful eyes, he pleaded for one more chance. ~~~~~~~~~~~ “Don’t bring up divorce,” Nathaniel growled, his cold gaze fixed on me. “I am done with this emotionless marriage,” I retaliated. "What about the promise you made?" He hissed, squeezing my arm. I gritted my teeth. “I tried to warm your heart for five years, but I failed. I don’t want to keep doing this.” His expression changed, his eyes pleading. “Give me a chance. I’ll make up to you.” I stared at him, stunned. He clearly didn’t love me. Why was he unwilling to let me go? ~~~~~~~~~~ You can check my other books. Accidentally Married to Mr. Billionaire - Completed The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - completed. My Ex-Husband Begged Me to Take Him Back - completed Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously - Ongoing, daily updated

Return to the world of the Crestas and the Evenhide Pack! The ruling Cresta shifter family has just celebrated another bonding, but the romance and intrigue aren't over. Stunning and powerful witch Ravyn Rolfe, mother of the most powerful Luna in the Shifter Federation, is still heartbroken...grieving widower Alpha Jude Faolan needs her to find him a mate...Could Ravyn be his fated mate, and will the dark forces destroy their happiness?

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

(A spin-off of “Submitting to My Ex-Uncle”. However, can be read alone) ……… He ruined her once. Now, she belongs to another man. Three years after Elias shattered her heart and disappeared, Amara has rebuilt her life. Or at least, pretended to. Her books are bestsellers now, her name was highly adored, and her smile well practiced. However, when the ghosts of her past resurface, she does the unthinkable. She immediately marries Travis Alden. Cold. Brilliant. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t believe in love but needs a wife for reasons of his own. It was supposed to be a business arrangement. No touch. No feelings. And no complications. Until Elias returns. Her first love, and her greatest sin. A fire she thought she buried comes roaring back to life. Travis tempts her with safety and devotion. Slowly, he even began to show her what love really felt like. Meanwhile, Elias drags her back into the darkness she once called home. He still looks at her like she’s the only prayer he ever learned to say. And when he whispers mine against her skin, the line between past and present blurs dangerously. In a world where desire is a weapon and love is the deadliest addiction, Amara must decide which man she’s willing to burn for. The husband who would kill to keep her, or the ex who already destroyed her once? ………. “I love my marriage, Elias.” She said it too quickly. The words escaped her lips like a reflex, and not a truth. Elias’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, until the air between them felt charged enough to burn them. “Do you?” he asked, voice low. Too low. It trembled with everything between pain and hunger. “Then why do your pupils dilate when I walk in, Amara?” She swallowed hard, her spine pressing lightly against the wall behind her. He was close enough for her to feel the whisper of his breath near her temple “You don’t get to do this anymore.” She gasped at him. He smiled. “Do what? Remind you what it felt like to actually want someone?” Her pulse raced; she hated that he could still read it, and still hear it. “Stop it.” Elias reached up, brushing a loose strand of her hair back behind her ear. His fingertips grazed her skin, light as a ghost, and yet she felt it everywhere. “You can tell him you love him all you want,” he murmured, his lips just an inch from her ear, “but just don’t look at him like this when you do.” She exhaled sharply, trying to turn away, but he caught her wrist gently, not to restrain her, just to remind her. “Because that look…” he whispered, his voice breaking slightly, “this look used to be mine.”

Ryan is suave and confident, Alysé is bold and intelligent; He has laid his heart under her feet, She is infatuated with this flamboyant young man... “That’s youth…passion…romance!” said a friend “It’s Puppy Love! A seasonal infection.” scoffed Kian, the eternal skeptic. “There is no such thing as Love." Little did Kian know -- when a skeptic meets Lovers, there are fireworks all around!! ------------ Hey! You might want to check out another passionate romance:   Princess Myra: Let's Fight for our Love! https://www.webnovel.com/book/princess-myra-let's-fight-for-our-love!!_18926535606754705                          

Silver Preston was supposed to be America’s next figure skating sweetheart—until a brutal injury shattered her Olympic dreams and left her stranded at Yale, miles away from the ice that defined her. All she wants is to stay invisible, to escape the suffocating grip of her former coach-mother, and to outrun the whispers that she’s finished. But Yale hockey isn’t quiet, and neither is Eli Hayes—the team’s captain, campus golden boy, and infuriatingly unreadable. To Silver, he’s arrogant, cold, and everything she swore she’d avoid. To Eli, she’s reckless, stubborn, and a distraction he can’t afford. Their worlds were never meant to collide—except the rink has a way of pulling broken people back onto the ice. When gossip turns cruel and secrets from the past threaten to destroy her for good, Silver is forced to decide whether she’ll keep running or fight for the life—and the love—she thought she lost. And as Eli battles his own demons under the unforgiving glare of NHL scouts, their fragile connection becomes the one thing that could save them both…or break them completely. Full of sharp banter, late-night study sessions, stolen glances at the rink, and the electric push-pull of enemies who might be more, this is a story of ambition, redemption, and the thin line between pride and passion.

I didn’t ask for this summer to change me but it did. I came here thinking I could just escape for a little while. Breathe. Hide. Maybe even forget. But life, love, and the messiness in between had other plans. Between the late-night confessions, the unexpected moments, and the way they looked at me like I was something worth saving, everything shifted. I was supposed to be guarded, composed, in control, perfect. But somehow, I found myself caught between the ghosts of what I left behind and the fire of something I never saw coming. Each moment here, every stolen glance, every mistake, every touch I shouldn’t have wanted, pulled me deeper into something real. Something terrifying. Something beautiful. This isn’t just a love story. It’s my story. A story about heartbreak, desire, family secrets, and choosing yourself even when everything around you says not to. So if you’re wondering how I got here… just know, it started with a crack in my armor and ended with me finding the one thing I never expected to lose. Myself.

Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”

Snow falls along the coastal road. Ballerina Yoo Jin, carrying the child of her patron Choi Hyun-oh, is struck by a truck and plunges into the sea. When she opens her eyes, she has returned to age fifteen—the year her father took his own life. After sharing her final stage with Dong Ha, the ballerino she once adored, Yoo Jin vows to reject the sweet poison of sponsorship and dance for herself. A tragic ballet of love, obsession, and redemption that transcends time — 〈Odette〉

She was a broken wolf — silenced, scarred, and abandoned by the ones who should have protected her. After a year of unspeakable abuse and the cruel rejection of her first mate, Phoebe fled into the wilderness, ready to die. Instead, she fell into the arms of a man even darker than her nightmares — the Mad King, Perry.Ruthless. Possessive. Untouchable. He marked her the moment they met, binding her to him with a savage claim that left her trembling in both fear and desire.But behind his cruelty hides a man haunted by his own demons — and a love so fierce it could burn kingdoms to ash. As war brews and ghosts from Phoebe’s past return, the King’s brutal plan forces her to face the monsters who once destroyed her. Now, caught between her terrifying past and the dangerous love of a man who would destroy the world for her, Phoebe must decide: Will she rise as his Queen… or lose herself to the madness that made him King?

A diplomatic carriage will be taking a quiet path to descretely deliver gold. Easy money. Two crews hitting the target from two points. No problem. They just have to get there. But each of them end up getting their lives changed on the way. "Killing is too easy when you're a Black Air Raider." Heather Dlomo, disillusioned by the life of a warrior outside of home, ends up leading her squad to the meeting point and ends up meeting a man who rocks her firm understanding of the world. "We fight our blood every day". Fury Winddrake and her warriors are a collection of exiles from different tribes. Fury leads them due to her grit and intelligence, but all their cultures has put that second. Culture demands the strongest must lead, and if she doesn't take control, she'll be dead by the hands of her own people before she can get to the Heist.

I woke up as a 5month old baby in my favourite fantasy novel and i have to save my crush before he die.... Damn but who will save me in this useless body which only know how to cry.....

Aria Sullivan has one goal: survive senior year at Blackwood Academy, keep her scholarship, and get into Stanford. She doesn’t date. She doesn’t do drama. And she definitely doesn’t get involved with boys like Kai Thornton the mysterious bad boy with dead eyes and a reputation for violence. But when Aria witnesses the school’s golden boy Marcus Chen assaulting another student, everything changes. Kai swoops in, claims Aria as his girlfriend in front of everyone, and blackmails her into playing along. Three months of fake dating. That’s the deal. Except nothing is what it seems. Marcus isn’t just a bully he’s obsessed with Aria. Kai isn’t just protecting her he’s using her as bait in a deadly game of revenge against the crime syndicate that killed his father. And the fake relationship? It’s starting to feel dangerously real. Some mistakes you can’t take back. And fake dating Kai Thornton might be the worst and best mistake Aria ever makes.