betrayal

ALLURA'S POV The rain fell like shattered glass, each drop a cruel echo of a life stolen. My grand mansion, a mausoleum of broken promises, stood silent witness to the ruin within. They stripped me bare—my fortune, my name, my very breath—leaving me a ghost in yellowed silk, haunting the halls of my own undoing. Love, I once called it, this desperate, clinging devotion to a man named Magnus. He called it a ticket. He called it a lie. And in the crimson-soaked humiliation of his study, as my best friend giggled naked beside him, I knew the bitter truth: my heart, once shattered, had turned to stone. Cast out, a pawn in a game I never chose, I ran. Through the opulent corridors of a stranger's hell, a desperate escape under the blare of alarms and the frantic cries of a dozen men. Just when fate seemed to close its fist around my throat, I stumbled. Not into freedom, but into another cage. A dark, unguarded doorway that swallowed me whole, only to spit me out into the blinding glare of a gun muzzle pressed against my skull. “Who sent you?” a voice, low and dangerous, growled from the shadows. He was impossibly tall, a silhouette of menace and raw power. I was a casualty, a bargaining chip from a life he despised, yet when my lips met his in a desperate, defiant plea for survival, a strange current sparked between us. A fierce, consuming fire that consumed the world. The bullets came next, a rat-tat-tat of death from an unseen drone. He moved like a predator, a blur of instinct and lethal grace, tearing apart the mechanical hunter with a blaster gun that seemed a natural extension of his will. We were a storm of violence and unexpected proximity, two souls thrust together by the whims of a chaotic world. He was a paradox—a brutal protector, a man who spoke of flaying skin, yet looked at me with an intensity that burned through the mask of calculated indifference. We signed the contract under the cold, assessing gaze of lawyers and shadows. My new name: Samantha Rowling. My new role: his comatose fiancée. My new purpose: to be his shield, his weapon, his other half in a world where power was currency and revenge, an art. "I'm only going to marry Samantha when she wakes up," he’d gritted, slamming his hand on the table. But as I looked at the picture of the woman who shared my face, a mirror image with darker hair and a life I was meant to steal, I knew a deeper truth. He saw not just a shield, but a spark. And I, in him, saw the forge to temper my vengeance. Magnus. He thought he had won. He thought he had broken me. But beneath the polished facade of Samantha, a storm was brewing. A hunger for retribution, sharpened by an unexpected, dangerous alliance. He would learn that some debts are paid in blood, and some hearts, once stolen, return as unforgiving steel. Magnus is going to get what's coming to him.

Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same. ──── ୨୧ ──── CREDIT!! Cover Art by @Sayoto (VGen) Illustrations by me (@meowssey) and zaza (@zazhah) (Both commissioned artists are amazing to work with and I highly recommend their work!)

Serene Frost was not born silent. Once, she was a bright, laughing girl—soft-voiced, full of wonder, and inseparable from the boy who lived next door. Ethan Leo was her first friend, her first confidant, her first love. Together they built secret hideouts, exchanged wildflower promises, and dreamed of growing up side by side. But childhood ended the day her stepmother shattered her voice. A “terrible accident,” they called it. A tragic fall. A wound that stole Serene’s speech—and gave her family the perfect reason to hide her, punish her, erase her presence. Her world collapsed into silence. Her only escape was writing—pages and pages of aching poetry, each line infused with longing, innocence, and pain. She published under an anonymous name. The world soon knew her as The Little Siren—the poet with the haunting voice she no longer possessed. Meanwhile, Ethan—torn away from her by lies he never uncovered—grew into a man shaped by power, betrayal, and an inheritance of cold ambition. The boy who once adored her vanished beneath the armor of the Leo empire. Years later, fate reunites them. Not as childhood sweethearts— but as husband and wife in a marriage arranged for business and revenge. He does not recognize the girl he once promised forever. She remembers everything. Ethan sees Serene as quiet, obedient, malleable. Serene sees Ethan as the boy who abandoned her… and the man who doesn’t know he is the muse behind her world-famous poems. Though silence stands between them, old emotions simmer beneath the ruins—jealousy, longing, tenderness, and a love neither knows how to hold without breaking. In Zurich, a single night of passion shatters the distance between them… and Ethan, terrified of feeling again, dismisses it as a mistake. That one sentence becomes a blade. Serene retreats behind unbreakable walls. Ethan realizes too late that the girl he loved… and the woman he wants… are the same person he is losing. Returning to England, the Leo estate becomes a battlefield of unsaid truths. Her silence is no longer weakness—it is punishment. His coldness is no longer strategy—it is regret. When the truth of their past finally surfaces— the accident, the stolen childhood, the poems, the identity of the Little Siren— Ethan must confront the monstrous shadows of his own family… and the guilt of not protecting the girl he once swore he would never let go. Their love story is messy, bruised, and unforgettable. It is a second chance carved out of tragedy. A battle between silence and forgiveness. Between the boy he was, the girl he lost, and the broken adults they became. And in the end, Serene must choose: Will she allow Ethan to be the man who finally hears her voice? Or will she walk away and reclaim the life that was stolen, even if it means breaking the heart that once belonged only to her?

Neo was betrayed and left to die in the most important mission of his life. When he opened his eyes again, it was ten years later and the world had moved on without him. He, who was once the strongest hunter on Mars, suddenly became a civilian without any of his abilities. Neo has to build himself up from scratch but his sync partners—the people who are supposed to be his soulmates—are set on holding him back and controlling him. In addition, Mars has become something else and is no longer the home he dearly remembers. Neo’s return stirs up forces that are greater than anything imaginable as he takes it upon himself to rectify things. His righteous actions gain him more enemies than friends. And somehow, his soulmates seem to be among those enemies. *** “Don’t you want your abilities back?” Armin asked. It was a trick question. “I never lost them.” The doctor had only said they were dormant. He never say they were gone forever. “But you can’t summon your needle.” Bryce whispered against his neck. The hairs on that spot stood up. Neo was now certain that Bryce was baiting him. He used his elbow to shove Bryce away but the guy didn’t even budge an inch. In fact, Neo felt a painful recoil like he had just struck a hard metal. He bit down on his lower lip to prevent himself from groaning. He couldn’t push either of them away. He realized this with slight dread. “I will not be marked.” Neo was relentless. He turned his neck to look at Bryce. “Step back.” The threat in his tone was clear. “Or I’ll make you step back.”

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

London, 1878. Thick fog hides secrets... and crimes. Nathan Blauth, newly graduated and full of ambition, finally gets the chance to prove his worth when he is assigned to investigate an opium trafficking network that is corroding the alleys of London's suburbs. But there is one obstacle: his partner is Eric Félix, a seasoned veteran, ruthless... and incapable of working as part of a team. Amid mistrust, dangerous investigations, and chases through the city's narrow streets, Nathan finds himself not only confronted by a past he tried to forget, but also by unexpected feelings: a silent and dangerous passion for the man he swore not to trust. In a London consumed by fog, addiction, and desire, uncovering who is behind the trafficking may be less risky than discovering himself.

THYLONIUS(12) a young boy, is trapped in a burning building with his sister CNIDARIA (13) a young girl, on the day both of their parents leave from their home in Sierra Leone to visit America. As far as he can tell the area is being terrorized and burnt down to a crisp for reasons unknown. Both of the siblings are lucky to escape with their lives but not without a cost. Time has passed, now refugee orphans on the streets of Liberia abandoned by their country and parents. Thylonius meets a strange man LUCIUS (42) a pale American man, who claims to know their parents and that they are still alive. Cnidaria is skeptical of the man but accepts his offer to assassinate the parents that abandoned them in return for taking them under his wing. They are successful, which begins their lives as child soldiers. The cost for murdering their flesh and blood is not light, Supernatural occurrences start happening to the siblings both physically and other worldly. There's more to their past and family that meets the eye and it puts them on a path to take on the entire world.

This story begins during the canon timeline, bridges world-breaking events, and continues past the series finale. Dracule Marya Zaleska has always lived in the shadow of her father, Dracule Mihawk, the world’s greatest swordsman. But Marya is no ordinary heir to a legendary name. Gifted with the enigmatic Oni-Oni no Mi (Mist-Mist Fruit), she wields the power to summon spectral apparitions and manipulate the veil between the living and the dead. Yet, this power is both a blessing and a curse, as it binds her to a destiny she does not yet understand. Determined to escape her father’s towering legacy, Marya sets out on a journey to uncover the truth about her mother, a woman shrouded in mystery who sacrificed herself to protect a secret so profound it could shake the foundations of the world. Along the way, Marya discovers fragments of her mother’s past—clues that lead her to ancient ruins, forgotten battles, and a conspiracy that ties her family to the origins of the Devil Fruits themselves. As Marya delves deeper into the mysteries of her lineage, she navigates treacherous seas, faces off against ruthless enemies, and uncovers the truth about the Mist-Mist Fruit’s dark origins. But the closer Marya gets to the truth, the more she realizes that her parents’ sacrifices were not just for her sake—they were to protect the world from a looming catastrophe. As the line between ally and enemy blurs, Marya must confront the darkness within herself and decide whether to embrace her Mist-Mist powers or reject them to forge her own path. "Dracule Marya Zaleska: Oni Phantom - Devil Fruit Origins" is a tale of legacy, sacrifice, and self-discovery. In a world where the past and present collide, Marya’s journey will reveal the secrets her parents died to protect and challenge her to rise above the shadows of her name to become a legend in her own right. Will she uncover the truth in time to save the world, or will the weight of her legacy consume her? #FinalSaga #PostCanon #BridgeLore #PostTimeskip #CanonExpansion #WorldBuilding #HighWordCount #DailyUpdate

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT +18 In a seemingly idyllic marriage, Gloria believed that she had built a life with her childhood sweetheart, Simon, the leader of the Willow clan. However, when the clan faced a critical financial crisis, Simon was forced to negotiate with Xander, a rival clan leader. To Gloria's horror, Xander's terms included her as a bargaining chip, igniting fears of his ulterior motives. Determined to protect her clan's reputation, Gloria made a heart-wrenching decision to divorce Simon, believing it's the only way to safeguard her family's legacy as well as the clan’s reputation. After joining Xander's clan, she uncovered the shocking truth: Simon's betrayal ran deeper than she ever imagined, revealing a manipulative side she never knew existed. As Gloria grappled with the pain of betrayal and the weight of her choices, she vowed to reclaim her life and sought vengeance against those who wronged her. Amidst that tumultuous journey of self-discovery and revenge, she yearned for genuine love. However, will she be able to open her heart again after enduring such profound betrayal? In a world filled with deceit and ambition, Gloria must navigate her new reality and find out if true love is still within reach.

Consider this a major warning: In a world where everyone craves fast-paced stories, this one takes its time. This isn't some high-speed fluff; it is a slow-burn journey. Since most readers have their eyes on the "fastest" thing out there, this isn't for those who only want a quick thrill. This is a challenge. I dare you to read it. Break a leg, everyone. synopsis: Shu Yao has always loved Bai Qi. Silently. Secretly. With the kind of devotion that doesn’t ask to be returned. But Bai Qi has never looked his way—not like that. His eyes have always been on Shu Yao’s younger sister, Qing Yue. Bright, soft-spoken, radiant in the ways Shu Yao was told boys should never be. So Shu Yao stays quiet. He smiles when he must. He bleeds where no one can see. When a high fever forces him to break his routine and drop his mask, everything begins to shift. Bai Qi offers help—clumsy, well-meaning, but blind to the damage it causes. Shu Yao, too used to locking his doors and swallowing his ache, can’t bring himself to let it in. Not when every kindness feels like pity. Not when his dreams are haunted by things he can’t say aloud.

"Let me embrace my newfound role as the antagonist, and become the epitome of villainy." Amidst the havoc she had caused, a young girl stood with cascading silver locks framing her visage and eyes as profound as the depths of the ocean. The once lavishly decorated grand hall, filled with melodies and aristocratic laughter, now teetered on the brink of anarchy. The assembled nobles, accustomed to lives of opulence and extravagance, had never fathomed such a spectacle could unfold before their eyes. In a graceful pivot, Aria's devious smirk adorned her features. Her elegant gown billowed with an air of calculated elegance, and the subtle click of her heels reverberated through the now tumultuous chamber. While she had been labeled as a villainess, she was determined to prove herself as the greatest purveyor of wickedness. Perfect - that was the word that had long defined Aria's existence. She hailed from an impeccable lineage, an inseparable companion, resided in the most exquisite city, and was betrothed to the love of her life. Every conceivable desire she had was fulfilled. Her relentless efforts to assist those around her - her friend, her fiancé, and her subjects - had only resulted in a cruel twist of fate, a brutal severance of her own head. "...you are the villain..." The words uttered by her once-trusted confidante seared into her soul, leaving an indelible mark. They penetrated so deeply that Aria underwent a profound transformation, altering almost every aspect of her being.

Xia Lihua was born with a beautiful voice. A voice as sweet as hers was hard to find. She used to be her cousin sister's shadow singer. Her family exiled her to the United States when she was set up by her cousin sister and stepsister. She returned to her own country after completing high school in America only to discover her father had given orders for some guys to murder her. After narrowly escaping death, she was saved by a friend who rushed her to the hospital and with the help of a genius hacker she was able to eventually escape from the country, hiding in Milan for two years. Except for her grandfather who doted on her, the rest of the Xia family assumed that she was dead. After three years, she returned, stronger than ever, to face-slap the scumbags and exact retribution. She is now the nation's sister- a top idol and a movie queen. She is also known as the Ice Empress in business world! People called her the Nightingale because of her melodic voice, little did she know that she will be become the night songstress of the man whom she hated the most. She didn't know that she was the reason why the demon king couldn't sleep at night. All he could think about from morning till dusk was her. He could wreck devastation on earth for her, and this time he would do anything to keep her. The devil bigshot has made up his mind and is chasing her! Netizens: Is Emperor Yang pursuing you, sister Hua? Xia Lihua: No! He is just my ex-fiancé and a die-hard fan. Emperor Yang: What ex-fiancé? Bullshit! Tell them that you are my wife, little bird. Author note: The author is not Chinese and this is her own story. THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION. [ Update: Cover art by- @dixerqua ;) (DO NOT STEAL!!!) ]

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

A journalist faces threats towards his family forcing him to dive into a dangerous mission of money laundering, drug and human trafficking. Torn between embracing a criminal life or fleeing away and never look back, he must make a choice.

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

Princess Sabrina died with blood on her hands and regret in her heart. Betrayed by the man she loved. Destroyed by the friend she trusted. And haunted by the truth she realized far too late. Her kingdom fell into ruin. Her parents were murdered. And Alexander—the cold, feared Duke she spent her life misunderstanding—died protecting her until his very last breath. Only when she witnessed his torture... Only when his crimson eyes rolled across the dungeon floor... Did Sabrina finally understand. The man she feared never betrayed her. He loved her more than his own life. When Sabrina opens her eyes once more, she finds herself back in the past—before the kingdom's destruction, before the betrayal, and before Alexander's tragic death. This time, she refuses to repeat the same mistakes. She will stay away from the charming Marquis Charles. She will no longer trust sweet lies wrapped in beautiful words. And most importantly— She will protect the man who quietly loved her in every lifetime. But while Sabrina struggles to change fate, another person begins remembering the past as well. Jennifer. The illegitimate daughter who once helped destroy the kingdom now returns filled with regret and obsession. But this time, things are different. Because the story is no longer unfolding the way it once did. As political conspiracies, hidden betrayals, and dangerous enemies begin surfacing from the shadows, Sabrina slowly realizes that changing destiny is far more difficult than she imagined. And perhaps the most frightening thing of all— Is learning how deeply Alexander has always loved her. Even in the life where she destroyed him.

In a quiet Tonga village in Southern Zambia, farmer Mwiya Sikalima and his wife Nalubamba live a peaceful life guided by tradition and respect for family. When a relative named MaSimukonda arrives at their homestead claiming she is searching for land to buy her own farm, the couple welcomes her with open arms—as Tonga culture demands. But as weeks turn into months, her true nature slowly begins to surface. Manipulation, mistrust, and hidden intentions begin to poison the peaceful home. When Mwiya refuses to believe his wife’s warnings, their marriage is pushed to the edge of collapse. Only when the truth about their guest’s past is revealed does Mwiya realize the danger he allowed into his home. In a culture where hospitality is sacred but family unity is even more important, he must make a difficult decision to save his marriage before it is too late. A powerful story about trust, culture, and the dangers of welcoming the wrong person into your home.

I was trapped… Trapped in a place I had never truly belonged to before. Among friends. I thought I would finally enjoy my new life, but I never knew it would come with conditions. I found someone who truly loved me… but he was never meant to be mine. And the one who showed me love. I never knew if it was real or just another illusion. Bound by friendship, I slowly found myself standing in the same place I had been four years ago. Back when loneliness was all I knew. When I needed love the most, I never received it. And when love finally found me… My life had already given up. And just when everything finally started becoming okay… Fate whispered to me, “Now close your eyes.” The person I fell in love with… the person who fell in love with me… What we had was never just love. We were both broken in our own ways. Yet somehow, we understood each other better than anyone else ever could. And when I finally realized who I truly wanted in my life… Everything changed.

For ten years, Elena Prescott believed in forever. She left her home, her friends, and everything she knew to build a life with Julian Styles — the man she thought she’d marry. But on the morning of their wedding, a haunting dream exposes a devastating truth: Julian has been cheating on her with her best friend, Vanessa. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena disappears to Tsep State, determined to rebuild her life far from the lies. But fate doesn’t let her hide for long. When a powerful man, Alexander Blackwood, nearly loses his life in a mysterious accident, Elena saves him then vanishes. All he remembers is the tattoo on her back and the feeling that she’s the key to everything he’s been searching for. As Alexander hunts for the woman who saved him, Elena battles strange visions, crippling headaches, and an illness that’s slowly consuming her. Their paths are destined to collide — in a world where betrayal meets destiny, and love might just be the most dangerous thing of all.