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When danger has a name… it’s Knox Thorne. When destiny demands a mate… it chooses Harper Wallis. Harper Wallis has survived betrayal, abandonment, and a childhood spent drifting from place to place with a father who never knew how to stay. Now she’s built a life of her own—ink, art, and a fiercely guarded independence. As a wingless sphinx with unusual abilities, she’s used to being underestimated. And she likes it that way. Until Knox Thorne steps into her life. The most powerful demon in existence—and the most dangerously controlled—Knox commands empires, destroys enemies, and bows to no one. But one brush of Harper’s mind changes everything. She is his anchor. His psychic match. The one connection he can’t ignore… and refuses to lose. Harper isn’t thrilled about it. Knox is possessive, intense, and too perceptive for comfort. She doesn’t need a protector—or a male who looks at her like he wants to claim her in every way. But anchors aren’t optional, and Knox isn’t a demon who walks away from what’s his. As their worlds tangle, Harper is pulled deeper into Knox’s domain—a place of luxury, danger, secrets, and demons waiting to go rogue. But the biggest threat might be the bond forming between them… a bond that promises power, passion, and the kind of loyalty Harper stopped believing in long ago. He wants her trust. She wants her freedom. Fate wants them bound. But something lethal is stalking Harper—and Knox Thorne will burn the world before he lets his anchor fall.

A dark romance where the kidnapped girl is not afraid of the monster... she's excited by him. Valeria has always loved danger, darkness, and twisted romance - but only in fiction. Until one night, fiction comes to take her. Instead of fear, panic, or tears... She greets her kidnapper with a smile. And that breaks everything Dimitri thought he knew.

After years of running from his abusive father, Jessie Humphrey returns to New Orleans—not for nostalgia, but because his father has just died. Leaving behind his life and boyfriend in New York, he comes to bury him, confronting a past he thought he’d escaped. While there, he reconnects with his best friend—and former lover—Sebastian De La Rosa. Old sparks ignite the moment their eyes meet. One night, drunk on memories and wine, they reminisce… until Jessie is attacked by a massive beast and killed. But Sebastian refuses to lose him. With a desperate, fateful kiss, he brings him back—but Jessie is no longer human. He has become a Nytheri, a supernatural werecat, gifted with extraordinary strength, speed, and agility. Sebastian introduces him to a hidden world he never knew existed. But danger lurks: a deadly beast is hunting Nytheris across New Orleans. Together, Jessie and Sebastian must uncover the creature’s origin and stop the slaughter—while navigating the intense, unbreakable bond that now ties their lives together forever.

Genre: Romance, Emotional, Soulmate, Clean Love My Soul Knows You is a story about a love that begins not with desire, but with recognition. Noah, a young writer tired of noise and broken emotions, travels to a quiet village searching for peace. There, he meets Elena—a calm, thoughtful girl who believes that true love must grow slowly, with patience and respect. Their connection is instant, but not loud. No passion, no rush—only a deep sense of familiarity, as if their souls already knew each other. As they spend time together, sharing words, silence, and small moments, their bond deepens into something pure and steady. But life soon tests them. Distance, responsibilities, and personal dreams pull them in different directions, forcing them to choose between love and life. Separated by time and circumstances, they grow individually—yet never truly apart. When they meet again, they realize the truth: Some love is not created by the heart. It is remembered by the soul. My Soul Knows You is a gentle, emotional journey of patience, faith, and a love that waits until the right moment.

This story captures the quiet reality of school life, where friendships don’t always break loudly—sometimes they fade in silence. The protagonist experiences shifting bonds, unspoken misunderstandings, and emotional distance that slowly grows between people who once felt close. Small changes—where you sit, who you talk to, who you avoid—turn into something heavier as rumors, backbiting, and unsaid feelings begin to shape everyday life. Amid this emotional chaos enters Li Hanyan—a popular topper admired for his intelligence, calm personality, and basketball skills. Surrounded by attention and admiration, he seems perfect on the surface, yet remains distant and observant. While others chase popularity, he notices the loneliness hidden behind smiles. Through broken friendships, new connections, and moments of quiet realization, the story explores growing up, emotional resilience, and the courage it takes to find your place when everything feels unstable. This is a story about silence, change, and the people who unexpectedly become important in our lives.

Maeve Thompson got an acceptance letter for a live-in maid job she never applied for. The pay was insane—enough to clear her debts and then some—so she figured the universe was finally throwing her a bone. She packed a bag, hopped on the bus, and showed up at the address. The gate alone made her stomach drop. Black iron wrought like thorns. Marble driveway stretching forever. The name on the plaque: Moretti Estate. Exactly like the over-the-top mafia mansion from that trashy romance novel she’d been roasting online for weeks. She laughed it off at first. Coincidence. Weird branding. Then she pulled the letter out again to double-check the details. Handwritten envelope. No company logo. Just her name in sharp black ink. Inside, one single line: “You said you could write a better story. Then write it.” Signed: the author’s pen name...Isabella Rossi the same one Maeve had been dragging in every snarky comment section. Before she could turn and run, the gates clanged shut behind her. Now she’s inside Bound by the Blade, dressed in the maid uniform, holding a bucket, watching Dante Moretti and Isabella Rossi glide past with those stupid golden spotlights haloing their heads like they’re the only characters who matter. Everyone else is background. Disposable. And Maeve? She’s the snarky extra who was never supposed to last past chapter ten. She knows how this book ends for people like her: stray bullet, poisoned tea, convenient “accident” to raise the stakes for the main couple. The writer’s challenge hangs over her like a guillotine. Fix the story. Rewrite the clichés. Survive the plot.

His cock slams into me against the mansion's cold marble wall, hand clamped over my mouth to swallow my screams. Victor fucks me raw—deep, punishing, relentless—while Elena sleeps upstairs. I arch, nails digging into his back, begging through muffled moans. "More," I gasp when he lets me breathe. He growls, thrusts harder, spilling inside me with a possessive snarl. We collapse, sweaty, guilty. Tell ourselves it's the last time. It's never the last. I was never meant to crave my sister's husband. Victor Ravenscroft—ice-cold billionaire, empire forged in ruthless control. To the world, Elena's perfect match: devoted, unbreakable. To me, he's the drug I can't quit. Stolen glances ignited into filthy obsession—desperate sex in every dark corner: bent over counters, his fingers bruising my hips, my moans silenced by his palm while Elena dreams above us. Guilt scorched. But the need devoured me whole. I lost my job daydreaming about him. Risked everything for one more hit of his cock. Lied, manipulated, spiraled—paranoia eating me alive. Notes in shadows. Bells in the night. Poison in my veins. Every day, I break a little more—shameless, willing to burn the world for him. Elena knows. She doesn't rage. She watches. Smiles—that soft, loving sister smile—and savors my destruction. Tiny joys in my unraveling: a hug while I shake, tea while I weaken, texts timed to twist the knife. She's patient. Delighted. As my obsession hollows me out—turning me into someone who could kill, lie, steal a child’s love just for his touch—Elena waits. Quiet. Joyful. For the moment I shatter completely. Because this isn't just betrayal. It's my self-destruction. And she's enjoying every crack. When the obsession finally consumes me… will anything be left?

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.

No resources. No friends. No chance. Gwynevere Grim is not given the same treatment as the other twenty-four chosen ones. The only people showing interest in her are a prince and a princess—who happen to be getting over a breakup… with each other. Luckily, she is given the simple task of killing the King of Terror within five years or face execution by the very ones who summoned her in the first place. Little does she know, that may be impossible. Magic, drama, laughs, and love (and fantasy, lots of fantasy). GGWoW is a mature (and immature) romantasy that is a never-ending whirlwind of emotions. Posting daily at 4 pm EST What to expect - Fantasy and Fantasy tropes - Comedic moments - Romance - Profanity - Mature Romance - Poetry-based Magic System - Love-triangle All chapters containing mature scenes will be labeled within the chapter's title.

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

[Main Story Completed] What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** **Cover is mine**

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.

Isabella Cruz was once known as the number one socialite of Averton City—beautiful, elegant, and engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Brandon Hughes of the wealthy Hughes family. She waited ten years for him, guarded her heart for him, and endured every rumor about his affairs… only to be publicly betrayed by him and her sister, Vanessa. Heartbroken and drunk for the first time in her life, Isabella accidentally stumbles into a hotel suite and crashes straight into the arms of Victor Steele, a cold and powerful CEO with no patience for women. She kisses him in a drunken state and unknowingly gets tangled with a man far more dangerous than she realizes. The next morning, she sneaks out, only to be dragged into a storm at home. Her family is collapsing, her engagement is broken, and everyone believes the worst about her. Brandon tries to shame her, and Vanessa plots to steal her place. But Victor Steele doesn’t forget the woman who crashed into his life. As scandals grow and enemies close in, Isabella must protect herself, rebuild her pride, and figure out why Victor Steele suddenly refuses to let her go. Her fall was dramatic... But her comeback will be even more explosive.

Song Yue grew up in Nie Rougang's home, raised and protected by him for eighteen years. She clings to him with her whole heart, but now that she’s grown up, Nie Rougang insists she must move out and return to her grandfather’s house. Song Yue refuses to let go and keeps sneaking back, causing chaos until Nie Rougang finally explodes and drives her out of the villa. Hurt and angry, Song Yue runs away from home with her best friend Lan Xia. With no money and nowhere to stay, the two girls end up taking a part-time job selling adult products in a nightclub. There, Song Yue accidentally provokes Li Meiran—a powerful, dangerous man with a violent temper. Things quickly get out of control, and Li Meiran tries to force himself on her. Just when Song Yue thinks she’s doomed, Nie Rougang storms in with a gun, facing off with Li Meiran in a deadly standoff. Song Yue escapes through a window, but trouble doesn’t end there—the moment she thinks she’s safe, she runs into a furious, ice-cold Nie Rougang, who isn’t done with her yet. A story of obsession, danger, jealousy, and a love that neither side can escape.

Anna spent her childhood in luxury playing in the palace rose garden. Her father the palace physician would often come to the palace to care for the sickly crown prince. She became friends with the princesses. As she grew older she was determined to follow in her father’s footsteps and become a doctor. Society mocked her for her because a woman’s place was a wife not a doctor. At her debut she is deemed the Belle of the ball. She catches the eye of the now healthy crown prince. Her childhood best friend Alex the son of Vis Count Winter seems to want to be more than just friends. Now Anna is left to navigate high society as she chases her goal and finds who she loves.

Li Susu dies unfairly and wishes for a second chance, but fate still jokes on her. "Seriously?! Is this the second chance that I am asking for?!" She was born in a world where political struggle was the deadliest. Worst of all, she was born as the ruthless and tyrant Empress Wu Jinmai! She has no one in the world who is scary and full of political schemes. Will she be able to change her faith and live a long and happy life? What kind of sacrifices does she need to make to change her fate? "I hate you; I detest you. You're my greatest nightmare, and marrying you is like a poison that slowly kills me!" Shanguan Zu Jin suppressed his feelings for the people. He had longed for her. He wants to love and spoil her, but fate has changed her. Will his love be rekindled as the tyrant empress suddenly changes? Is there a second chance for his unrequited love, or…? Find out the answers as the story of the tyrant empress and her emperor consort begins. PS: This is purely a work of fiction. Organization, events, situations, and names are purely created by the author's imagination. Thank you.

A reunion with an old friend can spark many feelings, often conflicting with one another. Yet when that old friend happens to have been more than just a friend, what should you expect? "Meeting her again would be the last thing I'd ever want... Yet it's the first that comes to mind if you ask me to make a wish."

Kaila Ashvale was born to become the future Crown Princess of Nymrador, a powerful Fae Kingdom known for its magic and noble bloodlines. In their world, magic was everything. It was power, pride, and proof that someone truly belonged. But Nymrador was also a kingdom that lived under the shadow of war. Beyond its borders stood its most feared enemy, the Dragon Kingdom, a land of fire and ancient creatures whispered about like legends. Even before Kaila could walk, her marriage to the Crown Prince had already been arranged. The court called it destiny, and the king made it law. As the daughter of the realm’s greatest general and its most powerful healer, everyone believed her bloodline would guarantee immense magic. In Nymrador, being born without magic was not just unlucky. It was a crime. The powerless were treated as worthless, and the punishment was death. So when Kaila grew up quiet and restrained, no one questioned it. The kingdom believed her magic was simply too powerful and too dangerous to reveal. Her silence was praised as discipline. Her refusal to fly was admired as control. No one dared to imagine the truth. Kaila Ashveil had been born without magic. On the night meant to celebrate her engagement, the king demanded proof. He ordered her to fly, even just one foot above the ground. Kaila tried, but she could not. In that moment, the secret her parents had protected her whole life shattered in front of the entire court. The king declared her existence a crime against Nymrador’s laws. A Crownbound heir without magic was an abomination, a weakness the realm could not afford. Her engagement was canceled, and she was sentenced to die at dawn. Then her younger sister, Kendra, glowing with their mother’s magic, was chosen without hesitation. The court crowned Kendra as the future Crown Princess as if Kaila had never existed. Kaila believed her story ended there. But when she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in Nymrador. She was in the mortal realm, alone and powerless, trapped in a human body, but somehow still alive. Far away, Lucien Firemont, the feared Crown Dragon Prince, was given a mission by his father. Every two hundred years, the Dragon Festival demanded a human sacrifice, an offering meant to protect the kingdom’s strength. Lucien was ordered to enter the human world and claim the life required by their ancient law. Kaila thought she had escaped death once. She never imagined fate would drag her into another curse, and force her to fight for her life again. Lucien had lived his whole life believing humans were fragile and meaningless. To him, sacrifice was not cruelty. It was duty. And love? He used to laugh at that word, convinced it was nothing but weakness. But then he found Kaila. Before she could even understand what was happening, Lucien had already taken her to his kingdom. And the cruelest truth was this. She was the one he was supposed to offer. Now Lucien stood trapped between two things he could not escape. His duty as the Crown Prince of the Dragon Kingdom, and the girl who made him feel something he never believed he could. Because if he saved Kaila, he would betray his father and defy his entire kingdom. But if he sacrificed her, he would lose the one girl who made him forget he was a prince and remember he still had a heart.

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?

"All I wanted was a perfect love story. But I forgot villains don't get happy endings." --- "You will be my wife one day." Declared Liu Jun - the handsome and wealthy young master to his beloved childhood friend. He vowed to marry her at all costs. But that vow made him a villain.  The woman he desired didn't return his love. Crazy and heartbroken, he crashed into her wedding, who was going to marry the love of her life, Liu Jin, unfortunately his own younger brother. Circumstances took a drastic turn, leaving him with only one choice to pay for his sins - His death. But fate gave him another chance. Liu Jun was reborn. In this new life, he chose to let go of his love and start anew. He discarded his villain's identity and closed his heart forever. But a new encounter and new troubles come knocking on his door with the secrets of his past life that even he doesn't know. Will the villainous Mr. Liu find his happy ending this time? *Excerpt* Ai said, "I forgot to clarify something. It seems you have a misunderstanding that I am interested in you because I stared at you." Jun blinked once. "Rest assured that's not the case. I won't look at you that way. You are not my type." *** Cover designed by @vatarison.art. Follow me on insta - enthu_reader7 Discord - https://discord.gg/CbhNys444r