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Love me before it's too late

Hello! my dear readers, Please read the synopsis before reading the novel. So basically, the chapters in the middle have fewer words. But once the story starts progressing properly, the word count goes up to around 1500. So, please don’t mind the word count. The real beginning of the novel starts from Chapter 24, so whatever comes before that, whether the chapters are short or long doesn’t really matter, just read through them. After that, the chapters will be 1500+ words. After the university arc, the story will become twice as exciting, so stay connected with my novel. Here is, In a university where attention defines everything, Nayza chooses distance over admiration. Quiet, composed, and unreadable, she becomes the only girl who walks away from Erhan—the boy everyone wants and no one ignores. For Erhan, rejection isn’t something he accepts. What begins as wounded ego slowly turns into something darker. He doesn’t chase her; he watches, calculates, and pulls her into a space she never wanted to enter. A silent war begins between them—filled with tension, control, and moments that blur the line between hate and something far more dangerous. Nayza tries to resist, to stay away, but the more she distances herself, the stronger the pull becomes. Because what they share isn’t simple anymore. It’s intense, unpredictable, and impossible to ignore. And when feelings finally start to surface, they come with consequences neither of them is ready for. In a battle where pride and emotions collide, one question remains. but by the time I think this romance novel gonna make you cry, so be prepared reader's.
NaazelleNoir · 16.1k Views

To Make Him Fall...or not

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.
FaeyVor5651 · 105.5k Views

THE MYSTERY SWORD

Blood dripped from the warrior’s sword. A fallen emperor lay lifeless at his feet. An entire army had fled in fear. Yet… The man who stood victorious showed no pride. No joy. No emotion. Because his war… was never truly over. Haunted by visions of a mysterious woman, the undefeated warrior begins to question his own fate. But before he can uncover the truth— He awakens. Not on a battlefield… But as a king. In the vast and majestic empire of Kantharva, where magic flows through bloodlines and towering palaces touch the skies, a ruler unlike any other sits on the throne. A king feared by enemies. A king respected by his people. A king hiding a past no one fully knows. When a young boy named Agan arrives at the grand palace during a once-in-eight-years festival, his curiosity leads him to a story long buried in time. A story of: Ancient magic… Forbidden powers… And a warrior named Ariyan—who came from a distant land known as Preta Desam. But the truth is far darker. Behind the glory of empires lies a history soaked in sacrifice. Thousands died to build this kingdom. And the bloodshed… is far from over. Far away, a terrifying force awakens. The Yokai. Creatures that cannot be destroyed— Unless one makes the ultimate sacrifice. A power known as Agomi holds the key. But its price… Is life itself. As destiny tightens its grip, a warrior named Ratrangasan is faced with an impossible choice: Save the world… Or sacrifice himself to end the darkness forever. Across timelines, across kingdoms, across lives— Fates begin to intertwine. The past returns. The present trembles. And the future… burns. A king with a forgotten past. In a world divided between light and darkness, Rudhran’s fate changes forever when he inherits *Nightfang*, the legendary blade once wielded by Azharoth — the feared Eclipse Lord and Father of Shadows. Hunted by the terrifying Shadow race and burdened by secrets hidden within his own bloodline, Rudhran is forced into a dangerous path that could decide the fate of entire kingdoms. As the ancient Noxareth Empire begins to rise once again, long-forgotten truths about the Shadows, divine powers, and forbidden wars slowly come to light. With no other choice left, Rudhran and his allies seek help from the Celestial Empire — Solarion, the so-called Divine Throne ruled by heavenly gods, holy warriors, dragons, and angelic armies. But beneath their golden light lies a cruel history of control, betrayal, and bloodshed. Now, the enemies of the past must stand together against a far greater darkness. Between shadow and divinity, destiny and destruction, Rudhran must decide whether he will become the savior of the world… or the beginning of its end.
myth_maker · 18.8k Views

Undressed By The Mafia God

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance
JoyceOrtsen · 1m Views

Heart Full Of Scars

Andrea Paisley has carried scars long before anyone could see them. From the age of six, school was never a safe place. Classmates mocked her, calling her ugly, a monkey, and worse. A strict teacher seemed to hate her for reasons she never understood, turning every school day into something she had to survive rather than live. Years of bullying slowly carved deep wounds into Andrea’s heart, leaving her angry, guarded, and struggling with her mental health. But through the chaos of elementary school, there was one person she could never fully hate. Matthew Neyman. They argued, spread rumors about each other, and clashed constantly—but sometimes, in rare quiet moments, they helped each other. Matthew became Andrea’s first crush, even if their relationship was built more on conflict than kindness. By the time school ended, Andrea tried to bury those feelings and forget him completely… even though part of her never really could. High school is supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, Andrea finds herself facing new battles. Samuel Daňko, her sharp-tongued classmate, seems to hate everything about her—calling her aggressive, cringe, and impossible to deal with. Yet the more they clash, the more complicated their relationship becomes. Then there’s Tom Čonka, the quiet boy she secretly finds attractive. He barely speaks to her, always distant, always out of reach. And the worst part? Matthew, Samuel, and Tom all already have girlfriends. Matthew is dating Vanessa Příhodová, a girl who seems to have everything Andrea never did—beauty, confidence, and love. Andrea begins to believe she’s cursed. Every time she meets someone new at a party in the city and lets herself hope for a moment, the next day reality crushes her again. Love always seems to belong to someone else. But as old memories resurface and new conflicts ignite, Andrea must face the truth about her past, her scars, and the fragile hope that maybe—just maybe—someone out there could still see her heart beneath the pain. Because sometimes the deepest scars are the ones that lead you to the person who understands them.
Andrea_Johnson800 · 18k Views

Eve: Hunter Of Men

I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me. messing up on the first day of my mission!!! how ironic.
destiny_22 · 13.4k Views