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Claimed by The Winter Spirit

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through heavy snow, heart hammering, desperate to reach the man she’s been craving all year. But a tall pale shadow steps out of the swirling snow. Erwin Frost vale, a winter elf, sinfully beautiful, and bound to the ancient, dying Hearth King. Ice-blue eyes, frost-kissed skin, and a voice like velvet over broken glass. He wants to claim Irina’s body and soul. Her warmth is the last spark keeping the demon king inside him alive, and Erwin has decided she belongs to him. When he pulls her into his arms, Irina was scared but also mesmerised. At the moment, church bells stutter out of rhythm, snow falls in slow. Miles away, meteorologist Adrian Volkov is already on edge. He's been tracking impossible atmospheric readings in the frozen city. He was logical, protective, and quietly obsessed with the woman who was supposed to be warming his bed tonight. When Irina didn't come, he became worried for her. Now Irina is caught between them: Adrian—her human boyfriend, the kind of man who is warm and kind . Or surrender to Erwin—whose kiss is hypnotising , who claims her very body and soul. Sex with him gives unearthly pleasure! Time is ticking. The Hearth King inside the "Winter Spirit" is waking up. And he’s getting impatient. The winter Spirit wants to claim his bride in any way possible. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?
Anuvuti_Roy · 18k Views

AGNEER : Lovers Against Divine Fate

“Two princes. One curse. A love that once destroyed them can it save them now? In an ancient world where gods whisper through fire and water, two royal heirs are reborn into a destiny they cannot escape. Agnivrat, prince of the Fire Clan disciplined, fierce, forged in flame. Neervrah, prince of the Water Clan calm, intuitive, haunted by dreams of a love he cannot name. Blessed by Agni Dev (God of fire)and Jal Dev (God of water) their clans were once divine rivals. Fate reunites them at the sacred Gurukul of Acharya Vishrayan, where they must train side by side. But as forgotten memories resurface of love, betrayal, death, and a forbidden bond their connection becomes dangerous. Fire and Water were never meant to unite. Yet their souls keep finding each other… across lifetimes. As darkness rises—ancient demons, cursed spirits, and the weight of past sins Agni and Neer must choose: Dharma or desire. Duty or destiny. Kill each other… or save each other. "A story focused on deep emotional bonds, loyalty, and sacrifice." __________ ____________ _________ 100K+ words already written, Vol 3 starting soon!" ___________ _____________ ________ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, deities, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual mythology, religious texts, or persons (living or dead) is entirely coincidental. Indian Mythological Fantasy Boys’ Love (BL) Rebirth Soulmates Ancient India Elemental Powers Slow Burn Cursed Lovers Karma & Dharma Found Family / Emotional Bonds Mythological Fantasy • BL / Bromance Destiny • Ancient India • Rebirth • Elemental Powers • Emotional Bonds • Cursed Lovers • Gurukul Setting • Karma & Dharma •Indian Mythology • BL • Soulmates • Fantasy • Slow Burn
Aaryaveda · 125.9k Views

HUNTED BY VOID AND SAINTS

[The war between light and shadow is over. Shadow won.] A queen who never sleeps hunts her daughter. A cannibal who carries her child's strength inside her, atoning for sins not hers alone to bear. A devil offers a kingdom to a girl who has nothing, and asks nothing in return. From the moment Rya was born, the Void has been staring at her. Patiently waiting for the right moment. They want her dead, but they never moved. Why? Because her mother is Nyxelene, the only woman strong enough to rule one of the three great kingdoms in a world owned by men. The rumours about what Nyxelene could do were already enough to make most monsters choke on their ambitions. But that’s not the real reason the Void only watches. A child has two parents. Half of Rya’s blood belongs to a name that makes even the things without mouths shut up and crawl back into the dark. For that same reason, the light had its gaze on her too, but neither side dares make any moves. However, nothing stays safe forever. Now Nyxelene herself is hunting the daughter she never wanted, and only she knows why. A princess who can’t ride a horse, can’t swing a sword, is suddenly the most wanted person in Runevale. In her blind panic she crashes into a woman with perfect skin and the gentlest smile you’ll ever see. This woman eats her enemies alive and spits out the bones. That said, even she was not enough to protect her from Nyxelene. In her zero hour, the devil made an entrance with his hand outstretched and a bright smile on his face. He offers Rya his hand. He offers her one of the three great kingdoms. He offers her himself. Question is: Why in the seven hells would the Devil protect a helpless prey when he could just drag her soul to hell and call it a day? Now, the most watched girl in the two realms just became the devil's problem. Your move, Void and light.
Illios_Grandé · 40.3k Views

The Mad Mafia's Obsession: Claiming and Pampering his ruined omega

[WARNING: HEAVILY RATED 18 AND STRONG SEXUAL LANGUAGES BUT NO RAPE] Excerpt "Marry me, and you shall have your heart's desires. We both know you want it..." Xavier's husky voice drifted from the shadows of the cell, making every cell in Asher's body ignite—right down to his peaking nipples. Asher managed to stand his ground, refusing to break even though the crushing weight of Xavier's pheromones threatened to pull him under. "In your damn dreams. I am straight," he declared. Xavier laughed mockingly, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls. "Let's see how long that lasts..." He leaned down and cupped Asher's length firmly in his palms, watching as Asher’s face turned a deep, heated red. ******* Synopsis He thought he had it all—a beautiful family, a gorgeous home, and a prestigious profession. But one fateful night, it all crumbled away, and he landed in a deadly prison. In a society where homosexuality is a taboo, he was accused of sexually harassing a man. A fucking man, when he was straight as an arrow. Like, how? But that was just the beginning of his nightmare. He landed straight into the cage of an infamous Mafia lord of the underworld—the demon himself, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A demon in bed and a beast by day. Asher thought he could fly under the radar; all he had to do was lay low and avoid the man forever. But he never expected to capture the lord’s undivided attention. Xavier Devereaux was mad for him, obsessed with him, watching him day and night. He wouldn't even sleep if Asher wasn't safely in his cell. All hell broke loose when Xavier declared him his "bride" in front of the Nine powerful Mafia houses, leaving Asher at the mercy of fate and powerful war. Now, a deadly desire has risen. Truly, Xavier Devereaux isn't just a mad fucker, but a deranged man in desperate need of therapy. But the good thing? Asher realized he has a thing for bad boys...
Prince_Dammy · 38.7k Views

Lord Of Beasts

Ethan Crowe walked out of prison after seven years with nothing to his name and nowhere to belong. The world he returned to was unrecognisable. Gates had torn open across the globe, monsters roamed beyond human control, and society now revolved around the Titled - people chosen by mysterious voices and granted supernatural powers that made them heroes, weapons, and rulers all at once. Ethan wasn’t one of them. Not at first. Lost, angry, and with no future worth chasing, Ethan was barely surviving when a voice finally spoke to him. "Your Title is… Lord Of Beasts." But something about his awakening was wrong. Instead of gaining power in the real world like every other Titled, Ethan awakened a System tied to the Tower Of Beasts - a brutal, game-like world he can only enter while asleep. Inside the Tower, Ethan must fight for survival against monstrous creatures, earning power through a system of skills, evolution, and beasts. As for the beasts he acquires there? They persist beyond his dreams... Registered as an E Rank Titled with only D Rank potential, Ethan should have been insignificant. Yet the Lord of Beasts cannot be measured by ordinary standards. As Ethan grows stronger at an impossible rate, his existence begins to ripple outward - drawing the attention of elite Titled, criminal syndicates, and forces lurking behind the Gates themselves. His past refuses to stay buried, his beasts grow more dangerous, and the truth behind his Title hints at something far more terrifying than anyone realises. In a world ruled by power, Ethan Crowe starts at the bottom. But as the Lord of Beasts, it’s only a matter of time before he climbs to the top! P.S. This is my WSA 2026 Entry - all support with powerstones and reviews is appreciated :) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real events, locations, or people are purely coincidental and not intended to portray anything.
BerserkBaldy · 182.9k Views

The Darkness System: Rise of the Broken Sovereign

I died once reaching for a woman whose face I can no longer remember. Reborn into the Vorn Dynasty—a brutal family that rules over thirteen worlds—I was supposed to be a genius. Instead, I was declared broken. My soul is fractured, my memories are gone, and my own siblings view me as nothing more than a lamb for the slaughter. But the cracks in my soul aren't empty. They're filled with something ancient. [SYSTEM INITIALIZATION...] [SOUL INTEGRITY: 47%] [THE DARKNESS CALLS] With the power to crush my enemies with gravity and fry their nerves with lightning, I will carve a path through the blood of my rivals. I will unearth the mystery of my past death, reclaim the woman haunting my dreams, and tear down the empires that dare to stand in my way. But power isn't the only thing I crave. In a universe where betrayal is the only constant, I find solace in the arms of those brave enough to love a monster. From the icy assassin sent to kill me, to the time-bending beauty who has watched me die seventeen times before—I will collect their hearts, their bodies, and their absolute devotion. They call me broken. They call me weak. They just haven't seen the darkness inside me yet. I will love fiercely. I will fuck passionately. And I will kill without hesitation. This novel contains explicit sexual content, a demanding harem, dark themes, and a cunning protagonist who plays the villain as easily as he plays the lover. You have been warned.
God_of_Wisdom · 124.1k Views

WHISPERS OF CAELUM

The old books say _Caelum_ is the vault of heaven — silent, distant, indifferent. Elodie died beneath it. The afternoon sky hung so perfectly blue it felt like mockery. Aysal wasn’t there at the time. First time she was late to reach her own palace and by the time she reached there, the _Caelum_ had already taken her best friend and given nothing back. Not even a hint. A year later, Aysal returns. Not a hero. Not a vigilante. Just a girl hollowed out by a grief that won’t end. The police have a closed file. The town has new gossip. The sky — the cursed, beautiful _Caelum_ — still arches over everything, unchanged. She doesn’t want revenge. She wants peace. But some secrets are meant to burn and they required someone to start the fire. So Aysal listens to the whispers of Caelum. For a sign. For permission to become what she has to become. Because some voices only speak after the heavens stay silent. _Whispers of Caelum_ is a psychological thriller story about love of friendship, agent friend, loss of love ones, world of criminals and the violence we inherit when the world refuses to mourn with us. The story of two friends who lost each other in accident but story take turns and become more interesting when Aysal returns with the secrets only she knows, the betrayel of her friend who died with every true emotion that she wasn't able to show to Aysal. . They called it _Caelum_: the heavens, the eternal, the keeper of souls. But it didn’t keep Elodie. It rushed her. Twenty years of life reduced to a whisper in Aysal lap, under a sky that had existed for billions of years and wouldn’t spare her one more minute. Elodie's s lips moved. She want to say something Aysal bent over and press her ears close to listen carefully but she can't make words. A sound, shaped like Latin, maybe. Like something from church. Or a dream. Elodie try again and she whispered while grasping irregularly to her lost breath: _“Whi... pers... cal...”_ something. Aysal shook her head, frantic. _“Don’t. Don’t talk. Stay with me, ambulance here,I am here,Elodie . Stay, stay with me.”_ But Elodie breathing was slowing down. Aysal tried to talk to her but her surrounding was replaced by silence and nothing. From afar the sirens of ambulance are coming closer but Aysal knows that she lost her. She lost her only friend, she lost her only love one who truly understand her. And the Elodie's last words— whatever it was — got swallowed by Aysal's own screaming. By the sudden trauma, sudden silence or the awful quiet remain behind. climax: [Elodie has child]
Sardar_Khanzadi · 539 Views