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╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “What happened to ‘Yes, Your Highness’?” A cold voice asked. “What happened to your dignity as a prince?” Elias shot back in anger. He knew he was being unreasonable but he had to be. That was too close. The prince’s hand moved faster than sight. He hooked two fingers under Elias’s chin and jerked him forward. Elias felt the heat crawl up his neck. His face went traitorously red. Their breath mingled. Up close, the prince looked like a predator. A pretty handsome one. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ In the halls of Ravenholm Academy, status is measured by efficiency, and magic is a tool for the elite. Elias Thornbloom, a second-year student from a fallen noble house, wants none of that status. With his moss-green hair and silver eyes, Elias is the plant mage who views his powers as something to use mainly for his family and to help the plants. His only goal is to restore his family’s tarnished name and return to the quiet orchards of family and grandmother. But the plan for silence of Elias’s life is shattered in the same space he thought was safe. Cassian Thalorin, the perfect and lethal Crown Prince, is dying. He is the victim of a parasitic ancient plant curse that feeds on royal magic. To the King, his father, an inefficient heir is a liability; to Cassian’s ambitious brother, Zayne, the curse is an opportunity to steal the throne. The pact they made was simple. ‘Heal me. You and your family gets to live in peace.’ But what happens when the lines begin to blur? ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ https://discord.gg/HA8vDUkmhf discord server for my books hi guys! it’s me again I used my previous book to learn a lot of things so this one will definitely be better than the last. I’m putting so much effort into this one so please support me okay? I want this as a career.

This story explores dark psychological themes and morally disturbing character behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *** Jungtae saw that face again after all these years...but now he carried fear and trauma. Blood stained the hands of someone who had once been important to him. "Did you miss me?" Eight years ago, all Han Jungtae wanted was a quiet, peaceful life. He never imagined it would change the moment when the two guys entered his life. From that day on, Hyun Woojin and Kwon Owen drew him into a world tangled with secrets, obsession, and hidden motives. As Jungtae gets pulled deeper, he finds himself caught between Owen’s captivating charm and Woojin’s warm presence. Every choice he makes draws him closer to danger, and to a future he could never have imagined. ***Present-Backstory-Present ***Slow Burn

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Explicit sexual content, strong language, substance abuse (painkillers), blackmail, emotional manipulation, and morally complex situations. Heavy Smut 60%. "I hate you," I murmured as our breathing fan again each other. "The feeling is mutual, Hartford." he responded, staring at me with those eyes that made my heart race. Before I know it, his lips came crashing on mine . **** MARC: I fucking hate Jamie Hartford. He's everything I'm not—Ivy League educated, old money polished, the perfect golden boy captain of the New York Vipers. We've been rivals for years, ever since I gave him a concussion that should've ended our hatred permanently. Instead, it made it worse. Now I'm playing through a destroyed shoulder that's going to end my career, popping painkillers like candy, while my contract year ticks away. My family needs me. My team needs me yet my body is betraying me. Then one night, at a hotel bar after the worst game of my life, Jamie Hartford sits down next to me. One drink, one kiss changes everything. Suddenly we're meeting in secret. Different cities, anonymous hotels, Tuesday nights that become the only thing I look forward to. It's just sex, just hated sex. Except I'm falling for him, and he's hiding something that could destroy us both. JAMIE: I never meant to fall in love with Marcus Kovač. He's reckless, rough around the edges, the enemy I've spent years trying to beat on the ice. But when I see him that night at the bar, barely holding himself together, something shifts. One kiss becomes a pattern. Tuesday nights in neutral cities. Hotel rooms where we can pretend we're not rivals. Where I can pretend I'm not being blackmailed, and when he finds out what I've been hiding, when the lies all come crashing down, I'm going to lose the only real thing I've ever had. Two rivals. Two devastating secrets. One impossible love. A hockey romance where hate becomes love, and love becomes the most dangerous game of all. #BL #ENEMIESTOLOVERS #HOCKEYROMANCE #SECRETRELATIONSHIP #BLACKMAIL #RIVALSTOLOVERS #FORBIDDENROMANCE #SECRETRELATIONSHIP #SPORTROMANCE

A girl who scent calms two groups She will first meet Stray kids then Ateez a/n: I hope they don't see this but I'm a little against writing a story about our idols but I'm gonna give it a go for you. Hope you enjoy.

Hei Anjing is an extreme type of person. Mischievous and loves to play around with annoying people. A Devil may care attitude when in his good mood but horribly terrifying when angered. A cold hearted person with an unparalleled intelligence, who treated others as entertainment. A Nethergod who was supposed to be a Lord that governed the Netherworld as a ruler. Cruelty and Mercilessness are his nature. But despite that his heart only beats for one person. His love, feelings and obsession are for his alone. One whose memories were sealed for some reason. While the other lost his right as a lord and his soul fragments were scattered all over different worlds. Then they've met in those worlds. Bullying the heaven's beloved children and destroying the plots of the worlds creating endless chaos. With both the MC and ML having some problems in the brain and are psychopaths. Will the world end or not? "I will chase and capture you, over and over again. Imprisoning you in my embrace. Until there will be no gaps for you to escape anymore. You are my obsession and my everything." "Capture me. Find me. As long as you do, I will stay by your side until the end. There is no need for you to know what I did for you." A hellish ride of two shameless and evil people. The true meaning of their relationship was hidden within those sealed memories. An action packed journey with thrilling and full of suspense events which you wouldn't like to miss! NO ONE 17 AND UNDER. You have been warned. Credits for the Char. photo: Natalie Riverson (Pinterest)

A Blood Moon rises once every century—bringing prophecy, ruin, and forbidden bonds. Kaelen Moonborne is an Alpha sworn to protect his pack and destroy vampires. Lorien Nightvale is an ancient vampire cursed to walk alone for eternity. When an ancient seal breaks beneath werewolf territory, enemies are forced into an alliance neither wants—and a bond neither can escape. As moon magic collides with immortal blood, Kaelen must choose between duty and desire. Because loving a vampire may save the world… or doom it forever. BL | Werewolf × Vampire | Slow Burn | Enemies to Lovers

Sangwon, the mute son of an aristocrat, lives bound by silence and duty. Scarred by his family’s hatred towards him and the world’s pity to him, he closes his walls towards everyone. When Leo, a spirited new servant, enters his household, their worlds collide in stolen glances and secret touches. Leo shows him that he doesn’t have to be perfect to be loved. Deciding that he will be his voice. Jiahao, the son of a minister who has lived his whole life fearing and living under his family’s reputation. Having lost enough for trying to fight back, he meets Anxin, a mischievous orphaned servant who makes him break all the rules he has forever upheld. A troublemaker who also craves for affection. They both find solace in each other. In an era where love between men is forbidden, can quiet hearts and loud souls find a way to beat as one-or will silence be their undoing? Tw: •Bullying •Physical Abuse •Angst •Homophobia [All actions and roles Characters play are for pure entertainment. Characters are not owned by me and none of the events that happened in the novel are real. This is pure fiction]

“Everyone expected them to be legends—no one asked what it cost.” In a world ruled by elemental houses and unforgiving expectations, power is a cage. When the Heavenly Realm begins to collapse, four young leaders are cast down into the mortal world—a place where magic fades, titles mean nothing, and survival strips them to their core. Ember, a fire prodigy feared for her temper, hides a terrifying secret: the fear that she is only worthy of love when she is perfect. Melissa, an earth mage scarred by years of cruelty, masks her unspoken rage with silence. Between them, a fragile, slow-burn bond grows—one forged in the shadows of a realm that demands they be weapons, not women in love. Kai, the cold, controlled Commander, finds his iron resolve shattered by the one person he can’t command. Felix, whose laughter hides a broken heart, is the only one brave enough to look behind Kai's mask. As the world falls apart, they must decide if loyalty to the realm is worth sacrificing the person standing right next to them. And Leo, the hidden heir to the throne, must find his own strength before the world turns him into a tool of destruction. In a world of shifting loyalties and familiar enemies, they must face the ultimate question: Who are they, when the world stops watching? What to expect: ✨ GL / WLW (Ember x Melissa) ✨ BL / MLM (Kai x Felix) ✨ Found Family ✨ Hurt/Comfort & Slow Burn ✨ Elemental Magic System ✨ Hidden Heir Identity

In the empire of Azuraan, young Elarion disguises himself as a servant girl named Elara to infiltrate Sultan Kaelith's palace, seeking revenge for his father's wrongful execution. As he gathers secrets amid the opulent halls and harem intrigues, a chance collision with the sultan sparks an unexpected connection. Kaelith, captivated by Elara's mysterious allure, begins courting her with gifts and private moments, igniting a slow-burning romance filled with tension.

MANIPULATION GAME [BL] [Top/Seme MC x Multiple Bottom/Uke Leads] TAGS: R18+ | DARK | PSYCHOLOGICAL | MATURE | YAOI | HAREM | BL   WARNING: This novel contains mature themes, psychological distress, and intense power dynamics. Reader discretion is advised. This is not a lighthearted romance.   Jang Taesoo rules the Aurora Consortium with an iron fist, shaping obedience from those under his control. When the weight of his empire grows stale, he finds escape in Lost in Paradise – a romance novel he knows by heart. But his obsession lies not with the female lead, but with the five powerful men who fight to win her hand. A dark hunger stirs within him: to take these untouchable titans and mold them entirely to his will. After saving a child from a truck, Taesoo dies – only to awaken before an ancient Entity that reveals his death was an accident. His final focus on the novel has merged his brutal world with the story’s, creating a twisted reality where he still commands his empire… and where the five men exist as living prey. Given the choice to return or stay, Taesoo chooses to remain – boredom is his enemy, and breaking the unbroken is his new obsession. He will shatter the novel’s saccharine romance, tear apart their devotion to the female lead, and forge their strength into submission. Every man is a challenge to be conquered, a soul to be marked, and a heart to be claimed. Can he bend these powerful men to his will, or will their resistance consume him first?

༺❘✦ Ryo thought moderating online fan drama about Llewellyn, the world's most famous hero, was the worst part of his job... What he didn't expect was the System deciding his online arguments counted as combat experience and dropping him into a magical apocalypse with Llewellyn himself! He also didn't expect the Internet to start shipping them! And he certainly didn't expect the System's idea of "combat partner" to involve an absurd amount of physical contact disguised as Healing Bonuses, shared body heat, Dungeon environments that look like dates, or being randomly teleported onto Llewellyn's lap! Llewellyn might be the strongest person on Earth, but he has no one to watch his back. Luckily for him, Ryo has had to deal with his unhinged online following for years… and he is more than willing to get his hands dirty in person. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Content Note: The rating goes up as the story progresses! Expect mutual attraction, sexual tension, only one bed trope, and explicit scenes between consenting adults. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Webnovel updates: Mon / Wed / Fri Early access available on Patreon (7 chapters ahead and increasing), where I generally upload on Tue/Thu/Sat. Thank you so much for your support! ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ BL, Fantasy, System, Romance, M/M, Magic, Action, Character-driven, Feral Partnership, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Slow Burn, Smut, Ropes, Humor, Banter, Dungeons, Distorted Realms, Magical Apocalypse, Internet Drama, VR Games, Elemental Cafés, a Penguin.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Heavy Smuts, Spicy, Steamy, Knotting, Possessive Themes and dub-con.] “Your body responds to my every touch fake Alpha so tell me,” he sucked in a deep breath through his teeth, his hands straddling my erection. “Will you deny this too or will you pretend like it never happened?” . The McLaren family never accepts an Omega as an heir. It is considered a taboo and sacrilege, forcing Malcom to live off pheromones inhibitor blockers from a very young age just so that his family would accept him as one of their own. Malcom McLaren, third and illegitimate son of the McLaren Conglomerate, is a young D-class Omega pretending to be an S-Class Alpha with a traumatic past that altered the entire course of his life in ONE single night causing him to be weary of people, his family and relationships. He vows never to trust anyone ever again. He is considered the arrogant and prideful McLaren that no one messes with. To make matters worse, he shuts himself away from the outside world and buries himself in work from the shadows of the spotlight. Known as the dangerous billionaire with a “Pretty Face” that never loses a deal, he strives to gain his father's approval by taking his company to the number position one in the business world. But that was until his path crosses with Caden Martinez, his scentless bodyguard who slowly tries to get under his skin and ruin his perfect facade. When Malcom finds out that Caden will be his newly assigned bodyguard, he doesn't exactly know how to react to the situation. What's even worse is that he doesn't expect his heartbeat to skyrocket at the sight of the sexy bodyguard. With growing attraction, lies coming to the surface and sheets tumbling behind closed doors, Malcom realizes that his almost perfect life is about to be screwed. Could there be more to this bodyguard than meets the eye? What secret was he hiding and most importantly, was he just another pawn sent to lure Malcom as revenge or was he another disaster waiting to happen? #BL #OMEGAVERSE #CEOxBODYGUARD #FORCEDPROXIMITY, #SECRETIDENYITY #POSSESSIVE ENIGMA, #SMUT, #EROTICA #MPREG

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

#DarkRomance #PossessiveAlpha #FeistyOmega #RoyalCourt #SlowBurnBond #Mpreg #ABO #Yaoi #Collar #Dominant The Mad King of Saha stands seven-foot-three, ruling a sleek modern empire with a reputation for brilliance and madness. He lost one mate to his brother-in-arms and swore never again. Then a wedding, a poisoned glass… and Christopher Malek. A sharp-tongued stand-in server who thinks he saves a king but only blows his own cover: he’s a dominant omega, unmarked and unbonded. Will a mad king and a hidden omega bend toward each other… or will the court tear them apart before a bond can even form? Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King

Shen Yi moved closer with a sponge, dipped it into the water, and was just about to start cleaning him when Jiang Qi grabbed his wrist. “What now?” Shen Yi asked, already bracing for more nonsense. “Why don’t you... join me? Mm?” Jiang Qi said with a grin so bright it could power a small city. Shen Yi blinked slowly and replied without hesitation, “No.” He dipped the sponge again and began scrubbing Jiang Qi’s chest. Just as the sponge touched skin, Jiang Qi groaned, a strange sound, halfway between a sigh and something far less innocent. “You sure you don’t want to join me?” he asked, lips curling mischievously. “I’m sure,” Shen Yi answered flatly, continuing his task. But Jiang Qi didn’t stop. Every time the sponge moved across his chest, he let out a new noise, some more dramatic than others. “Oh... there,” he said, eyes fluttering. “Careful, I’m sensitive.” Shen Yi paused mid-scrub and stared at him in disbelief. “Stop... making those sounds.” “I can’t help it,” Jiang Qi replied, smirking. “Your touch does things to me.” Shen Yi rolled his eyes and resumed scrubbing, silently promising himself he wouldn’t fall into this man’s chaos. But Jiang Qi only leaned back in the tub like he was in a spa, letting out another exaggerated moan that echoed through the bathroom. Honestly, if someone were passing by at that moment, they’d probably call the cops. ***** Shen Yi is a black-market assassin who undergoes a memory wipe after every job. He is clean, professional, and impossible to trace,until one day, he is assigned to kill the heir of the Jiang Mafia clan, Jiang Qi, and fails. Instead of dying, Jiang Qi captures Shen Yi and discovers something impossible. Why does this man, who has tried to kill him six times, look so much like the boy who saved him seven years ago? Not just that, why does he seem to remember nothing? Absolutely nothing, including the several times he has tried to kill him. What will happen when a man with no memories and a man who refuses to forget are bound together by blood and obsession?

Wang Zhi never had much ambition. All he wanted to do was live a peaceful life playing video games and drawing. But what choice does he have, when he is thrust into the world-famous xianxia game, Spring Blossoms, Autumn Fruits? Having been a top player in terms of hours, Wang Zhi--Qiu Yunru now--settles on becoming as strong a cultivator as possible. This way, he can defend himself from whatever demons and demonic cultivators might attack in this game fraught with danger! A peaceful life can be lived if one is strong enough to protect it. Right? Or maybe not. Like dust, his dreams of a peaceful life are shattered by a combination of bad luck and the presence of a clingy young master...

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.