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A withering flower at devil's mercy

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please…don't do this,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. "But you chased me all the way back!" her lips met his crushing her mouth with a forceful kiss burning her up. She groaned trying to free herself but it was a futile attempt. Dragging her to bed as she tried another futile attempt to escape he stripped her with rough yet controlled hands. "You could've casted me out of there. Gotten married to your ex. You had a better choice given," he kissed her collarbone. " But here you are laying beneath me as it was that night. When you were just a clueless innocent virgin." he grinned sarcastically. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper still trying to move away from his touch. "It useless to defy me. Now this is the only place left for you." And he reclaimed her with burning passion rendering her attempts to refuse him and escape him futile. ----->>>>> Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But worse yet the man who she was supposed to be wedded was replaced by a more ruthless hound. A more agonizing revelation that he was a slave with empty title in name. The white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?
Akira_Kanesada · 386.8k Views

The Journey: To be an Adventuring Wizard

The Legendary Sphere, a mythical artifact said to grant a single wish to whoever obtains it, has long shaped the world’s balance of power. Those who seek it are known as Adventuring Wizards, individuals willing to traverse the world’s most dangerous lands in pursuit of its promise, and whoever claims it is said to be recognized as the Supreme Wizard. The greatest wizard who conquered the world. Michael S. Atraelon is a boy born in a quiet village who dreams of witnessing the world beyond its borders. Together with the friends he meets along the way, he sets out on a journey across vast kingdoms, hidden ruins, and untamed regions where magic thrives in unpredictable forms. But the world is not the open paradise he imagined. Beneath its beauty lies a harsh truth—oppression and freedom are not opposites, but two sides of the same coin. Nations enforce peace through control, rebels fight for liberation through chaos, and even the pursuit of dreams comes at a cost. What begins as a journey of wonder slowly transforms into a struggle of identity, survival, belief, and legacies yet unknown. Because in this world… not all freedom is free. And not all wishes are meant to be granted. Note: Pacing is character focused, If you enjoy characters with rich personalities, emotional depth, and a world that grows darker the further you explore it balanced with moments of warmth, humor, and life... then this is the story for you.
VSQwrite · 2.5k Views

VORETH

She drowned on her birthday. No dramatic rescue. No heroic last words. Just a tired girl who opened her arms and let the water finish the job. Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, she woke up in a coffin, wearing a dead noble girl’s face, while a woman who wasn’t her mother screamed in grief and thirty nobles looked at her like the corpse had made a rude comeback. The original owner of this body was poisoned. Quietly. Efficiently. By people still smiling in this very mansion, convinced their problem was solved. Now they have a much bigger one. Her name is Zolani. She has no allies. No power. No status worth respecting. And the worst part? The gods have been dead for four hundred years. The world has been rotting in secret ever since. Nobody is supposed to know. Something ancient knows anyway. It followed her across death itself—ignoring every other soul it could have chosen—just to hitch a ride inside this broken, second-hand body. She’s already died once. She found it disappointing. Now she’s back… and the people who killed this body are about to learn what real inconvenience feels like Notice: This is my first book I intend to finish to the very end. Which is a big goal of mine. I am writing it and editing the grammatic errors on my own. I am done with volume 1. it will be the shortest volume of my book and I am going back to rewrite the chapters removing the errors and making corrections. Once I'm done I will dive into Volume 2. So I ask for your understanding. Have a nice day.
Xeris_Noctis01 · 25.8k Views

The Dragon Queen and her mates.

Mature content: ‘You are not my craving my dear, you are my obsession.’ “ She was our light and we were her darkness—- and just like every opposites we were obsessed with the idea of having her.” The Evil Empress, the one whose life was filled with debauchery and betrayal to her mates was supposed to die tonight. Being the Empress of the Dragniere Empire and the mother to all dragons, she was supposed to live a life where she lived for her people and the country, her exquisite powers were alone enough to make her the ruler of the entire continent and with her face that was as beautiful as a shining pearl in the moonlight, with hair as fine as Pima, and her curves so luscious that any man would have died of desire with just one glimpse. With powers that were beyond humans, shrouded with the air of aristocracy and with a personality that was as cruel as Medusa, The Evil Empress continued to rule over the people of her Empire with her tyranny. Brianna Cage, nicknamed ‘ Bree, The hellion’ for the convenience of her acquaintances was a rowdy young woman. She had a fierce sense of justice, she was dependable and despite not being the most beautiful woman in her department, she was sought out by a lot of men because of her alluring nature, she rejected them all because in truth she was in love with —— all the Daddies in the comic books she has read. Behind her aloof and dependable persona resided a Weeb who was always cheering on the characters of her favourite books. One day she came upon the book ‘ The Maid’s route of survival of the fittest’ and decided to read it just for the heck of it since the Empress shared the same name as her. But soon Bree found out that the Empress was the Villainess, she even betrayed her mates one by one and what was even more gut-wrenching she was killed by her mates! All for the sake of the maid who reincarnated into the book with a system to help her. Bree though angry decided to throw the book at the back of her head but oddly enough the book vanished and Bree found herself waking up in the room of the Evil Empress just three weeks before she was executed by her mates! Startled but not having the time to freak out, Bree started to take care of everything that the Evil Empress has done wrong. She thought that she would be able to live a peaceful life away from her bloodthirsty mates who didn’t seem too fond of her. But unfortunately, things didn’t go as she planned as five sets of eyes fell on her despite all the precautions she has taken against them. And once those eyes locked on her, they refused to let go of their possessiveness. The Evil Empress was theirs, to begin with who dares take her away?
fairytail72 · 1.1m Views