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the lady in black

Every fairy tale has a cost. Hers was everything. ​Blake Anderson was never meant to be a trophy. Born into a life of stifling expectations, she was a prisoner of her parents' ambition long before she ever set foot in the glittering, smoke-filled clubs of the city. But the night she met Elliot, the darkness finally took a face and it was devastatingly beautiful. ​A billionaire prince of a criminal empire, Elliot offered her a world of intoxicating indulgence, whisking her away from her hollow life with the promise of a future paved in wealth. Blinded by the intoxicating pull of first love, Blake willingly walked into his arms, unaware that his affection was merely a tether, and his generosity was a down payment on her life. ​Her transition into his world was swift and suffocating. Behind the heavy, iron-wrought gates of his estate, the luxury turned to lead. Her voice was silenced, her movements tracked, and her agency stripped away until she was nothing more than a ghost haunting her own life. As Elliot’s true nature uncoiled revealing a cruelty as cold as his wealth, Blake found herself trapped in a gilded labyrinth where the exits were bolted shut and the walls were built by the people she once called family. ​Then came the day she was discarded left to wither in the cold, unfeeling dark, a casualty of a power game she never chose to play. But they made a fatal mistake: they left her alive. ​Now, the woman who was once molded into submission has been forged into something much more dangerous. Resurrected from the wreckage of her own life, Blake is no longer the girl who dreamt of models and med school. She is the shadow in the room, the whisper in the night, and the architect of a slow, exquisite retribution. ​The debt is overdue. The players have been set. And as the empire of gold begins to bleed, Blake will ensure that when the dust settles, there is nothing left to bury. ​In this game of vengeance, mercy is a luxury she can no longer afford.
The_source · 2.6k Views

Between Empires and Our Echoes: Her Majesty's Revenge

    When her father, emperor Baron Reyes, gets murdered by an unknown killer, Zeya Reyes, his outlawed daughter, was immediately set to be the next heir to the throne as the Empress of Stygia, the land of everlasting shadows. Once back in her home nation, Zeya finally sees with her own eyes of the terror this monster has caused and sets out to put an end to it as her last promise to her late father. In order to do this however, Zeya has no choice but to rekindle her relationship with a particular Kaxarene named Varen Edevane, the infamous emperor of Stygia's neighboring nation, Exousia, known for his ruthlessness both on and off the battlefield.     However, as much as is it against the princess's wishes, Varen too needs her help to resolve the same issue happening in his own empire, with countless innocent people unjustly murdered by the very same monster responsible for Baron's death.     As the mayhem caused by this mysterious creature continue to grow larger, Zeya and Varen have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together to bring back the peace their nations fought so hard to keep after the war. Throughout their journey, ancient and uncovered secrets will reveal itself as the pair band together to defeat their common enemy, causing massive shifts in their perspectives of one another. Can love between these two individuals be rekindled even after the hurt, loss, and betrayal they've caused one another? Will they be able to put an end to this monster's wrath successfully, or will their lengthy past be too compelling of an obstacle to do so?
_waffleman_man_720 · 185k Views

The folk tales

In the heart of Punjab, where golden fields stretch endlessly beneath vast open skies, and the rhythm of life flows with the beats of ancient songs, love has always found a way to bloom, quietly, fiercely, and eternally. “Folk Tales: Echoes of Eternal Love” is not just a collection of stories, but a journey into a world where emotions run deep, where hearts dare to love beyond limits, and where every tale carries within it the echo of something timeless. These stories are born from the soil of Punjab, rich with culture, tradition, and memory. Passed down through generations, they have lived not in books, but in voices. In the soft lullabies sung by grandmothers, in the soulful tunes of folk singers, and in the quiet pauses of those who remember love not as something fleeting, but as something that stays, long after everything else has faded. At the center of this collection lie tales of love that defy all boundaries. Love that rises above societal norms, challenges family expectations, and stands strong even in the face of fate’s cruelty. These are not modern love stories shaped by convenience or comfort. They are raw, intense, and often tragic, where every emotion is felt deeply, and every choice carries a consequence. You will meet lovers who find each other in stolen glances and silent moments, where words are unnecessary because their hearts already understand. You will walk along riverbanks where promises are made under the open sky, and through narrow village paths where every step brings both hope and fear. You will witness the beauty of first love, the innocence, the excitement, the quiet belief that nothing in the world could ever come between two souls meant to be together. But alongside this beauty comes the inevitable shadow of separation. These stories do not shy away from pain. They embrace it. They tell of families who stand as barriers, of distances that grow with time, and of destinies that refuse to bend. They speak of longing that lingers like an unhealed wound, of waiting that stretches into eternity, and of love that continues even when everything else has been lost. And yet, despite the heartbreak, there is something profoundly powerful about these tales. Because in every ending, no matter how tragic,love does not disappear. It transforms. It lingers in memories, in songs, in places that once held meaning. It becomes a part of the land itself, carried forward by those who remember. “Folk Tales: Echoes of Eternal Love” brings together some of the most cherished and haunting love stories rooted in Punjabi folklore. Stories that have stood the test of time, not because they had happy endings, but because they were real in their emotions. Because they reflected a truth that remains unchanged, that love, in its purest form, is not measured by how long it lasts, but by how deeply it is felt. This collection invites you to step into a world where love is fearless. Where it dares to exist even when the world is against it. Where two souls can remain connected, even when separated by distance, circumstance, or fate itself. Each story carries its own rhythm, its own pain, its own beauty. Some will leave you with a quiet smile, while others may bring tears you did not expect. But all of them will leave behind something, a feeling, a thought, an echo that refuses to fade. Because these are not just stories of the past. They are reflections of emotions that still exist today. In every heart that has ever loved deeply. In every soul that has ever longed for something it could not have. In every memory that refuses to be forgotten. As you turn these pages, you are not just reading, you are listening. Listening to voices that have traveled through time, carrying with them tales of devotion, sacrifice, and unbreakable bonds. You are stepping into moments that were once lived, into emotions that were once real, into love that once burned brighter than anything else. This book is an invitation.
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Bride of the hell lord

Hades is not just a billionaire mogul; he is the literal personification of Death. To the public, he is the elusive, stone-cold CEO of the Luther Corporation, a man whose empire stretches across the globe and whose face hasn't aged a single day in a century. To his thousands of fanatical subordinates, he is a dark deity—a mafia-esque king who rules from a secluded, glass-walled fortress. He is immortal, untouchable, and utterly bored with an existence. He has watched empires fall and stars burn out, leaving his heart as hollow as a fresh grave. That boredom shatters on a rain-slicked Monday morning. While Hades is being driven to his skyscraper, a reckless stranger dives into the path of his speeding car to save a shivering stray cat. Hades doesn’t stop—he never stops—but the image of the boy’s defiant, silver-grey eyes stays burned into his mind. Days later, seeking a moment of quiet, Hades enters an upscale city restaurant. There, standing before him with a tray in hand and a tired but kind smile, is the same boy: ken. A hardworking university freshman balancing three part-time jobs just to afford his education. The moment their eyes meet, the cold void in Hades’ chest finally sparks with a terrifying, singular Obsession. Ken is just a student trying to survive his finals; he didn’t expect to catch the eye of the world’s most dangerous man. Driven by a hunger he cannot name, the King of the Underworld decides to trade his boardroom for a lecture hall, enrolling in Ken’s university to stalk his prey in plain sight. From the dark corners of the library to the crowded campus halls, Hades is everywhere. He doesn't just want Ken’s heart—he wants everything. In a game of cat and mouse, how do you escape a man who literally has forever to find you?
The_source · 2.9k Views

Rise of a clan: Cultivation with incarnations

The cultivation world is cruel and ruthless, with powerful forces falling left and right under the yoke of the strongest. A system established millions of years ago... Can the Qing clan, a small clan from a minor realm, with only exceptional luck and a powerful lineage, break the system established since ancient times? Can Qing Xuanling, a mere full-root spiritual cultivator, the worst talent in the cultivation world, lead her clan to the top while protecting what she loves, or will she be lost in the sea of ​​blood hidden at the very foundation of the world she lives in? * * * * This is a slow-paced clan cultivation novel with a Yuri twist. Don't expect a fast pace or for the protagonist, Qing Xuanling, to be the undisputed pillar of the Qing clan. I've never liked that. What's the point of a clan if it's only sustained by the protagonist? This clan is full of dragons and phoenixes, where our protagonist will somehow stand out with her wit and talent. Please support this novel a lot. I'll be posting a patreon starting around chapter ten or maybe fifteen, so please support it. Whether I continue this novel or not depends on it~ -------------------------- This is my Patreon, please support it! There are up to ten chapters available in advance! By the way, this novel is also available on Royal Road. https://patreon.com/Raven_Feather?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
featherraven17 · 47.2k Views

ULTIMATE AGES:10 Ages Of Million Fantasies

Name is the Soul of a living. When the 7th Star died, fate, hope, and balance collapsed affecting the genesis of the world.The world tried to recreate itself inorder to fit in the cosmic order but ended up in adversity. Slowly, essence was fading out and it lead to potential possibilities imprinting itself in the world. These possibilities eventually became intense to the extent that even the Heavens had to be indulged in matters. It was around this tale did many strive for change for a perfect world. But was also battled by a careful dance of destiny. Defeated or Not it's uncertain. Since immemorial, ever since The Great Fall Of The Badu Dynasty, no other dynasty ever survived for more than a ceuntry. All the great proving dynasties were reduced to ashes by the Golden Fate which befell the world. 10 Great Ages of 10 Great dynasties, and yet the imbalance the world has sunk into still grows deeper. To even make Heaven roar. Ages of promising geniuses; Ages of ruined geniuses; in a world clouded by mislead and lies; when would the ruined clearly see the sky?? The question remains unanswered. From despairing to forging a path of his own, a youth hovered in a humid dark sky amidst the thick clouds that had a strong smell of blood. He adorned in a bloody canvas as he aimlessly pointed his magical sky-shattering sword horizontally to a ruined scarlet castle deeply hidden behind the density of the bloody clouds. Encircling this youth were 5 brown gems gleaming weakly. Because his entire being was heavily soaked in blood, his pupils could not be seen but if one looked closely, it could be noticed that his eyes glowed like a moon.
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