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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 265.4k Views

My Cold, Grumpy CEO Husband

DISCLAIMER‼️ This novel is a work of fiction. All names, cities, events, and characters are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real people or situations is purely coincidental. Do not copy, paste, or redistribute any part of this story without the author’s permission. Follow IG: @cahyaniputeri95 ●●●●● Dewi thought marrying Topan—the coldest young CEO in all of Florentia—would mean a life full of rules and piercing stares. And she wasn’t wrong. The man is strict, unpredictable, and makes her heart work overtime every single day. But behind his icy attitude and that deep baritone that always sounds angry, Dewi starts noticing things she never expected: small gestures, rushed touches, and quiet protectiveness that slowly turns her world upside down. Just when their marriage begins to warm up, a storm from her family hits hard. A hidden truth about her parents is revealed. Merry is not her father’s biological daughter. Old affairs resurface, and divorce threatens to tear Dewi’s family apart. Before Dewi can breathe, Topan’s past shows up at their door—Marinka, the ex-fiancée who once ruined his life. And then there’s Ryuji, Topan’s older brother… the man from Dewi’s own dark past. The man who left her years ago for a model. Brotherly conflict, the Sagara family’s chaos, anger, miscarriage, and the fear of losing each other slowly eat them alive. Can Dewi and Topan keep holding on… when the world keeps pulling them in opposite directions? ......... “As long as you’re my wife, I’ll protect you. Whatever it is, just be honest with me. I’m here… and I won’t leave.” “Why don’t we just separate?! Why?! Don’t force something that’s already broken from the start!” .........
cahyaniputeri95 · 728 Views

The Slow Life of Sienna-Rose & Her 4 Wives [GxG]

Sienna, a 40-year-old assistant manager at an IT company, feels trapped in a monotonous life, for the luxurious lifestyle she craves. Without wealthy parents or a mysterious inheritance from her grandfather, she has had to work tirelessly to fulfill her dreams of wine in the weekend, fishing on the yatch on summer, skiing by winter, and touring a vineyard in fall. Her relentless focus on her career has come at the expense of her relationships, with most of her past girlfriends either cheating on her or leaving due to her constant neglect. Sienna's go-to response when relationships end is, "What else do they need?" - she simply doesn't understand why her past partners couldn't be satisfied with her providing for their material needs. Seeking an escape, Sienna immerses herself in a video game called 'Vintage Point', where the protagonist, male/female, inherits their grandfather's vineyard and creamery. Through the use of cheating codes she got from the game community, Sienna amasses unlimited wealth and the ability to have multiple wives in the game - living out her dream life virtually. "Oh lord, rich, vineyard, and wives. My dream life." One night, after a few too many glasses of wine, Sienna passes out in front of her computer. When she wakes up, Sienna finds herself in a large, medieval-style house, surrounded by four distressed women who seem to blame her for their current life. Disoriented and unsure of what is happening, "What is happening?" This unexpected turn of events propels Sienna into a surreal situation, where the line between her virtual dream life and reality becomes blurred.
ToriAnne · 336.9k Views

The Destiny: Authorship Paradox

#High-fantasy Steampunk #Magitek Steampunk #Epic Fantasy #Dark Fantasy #Dimensional Rift #Mythical Creatures #Strong Female Lead #Paradox #Meta Narrative #Survival Journey #Arranged Marriage #Authorship Paradox #Gaslamp Fantasy #Magitek #Cosmic Horror Two different worlds exist side by side. One is filled with humans, technology, war, and modern beliefs. The other holds elves, magic, ancient creatures, and old royal politics. Until one day… the dimensions collide and merge into a single unstable world. Five hundred years later, Lunivelle, an elf girl, is born into this mixed reality. Due to tradition, she is married as a child to a human boy only slightly older than her, Thirukumaran. Growing up together, Lunivelle explores both sides of the fused world— its magic and its machines, its myths and its modern chaos. And where magic can power machines and machines can disrupt magic. But a hidden truth changes everything: Lunivelle is the reason the dimensions collapsed long ago. And Thirukumaran—her human husband—is not only a character in the world… He is also the author inside the story, writing events as they happen. “A soft lie with a beautiful soul.” A simple tale about Lunivelle and Thirukumaran, two people, two worlds, and a strange paradox where the writer lives inside the story he creates. Note: Names and incidents here are just pure coincidence. "Follow me on Instagram Updates & extras: [https://www.instagram.com/myth_9511?igsh=bjhhZml3M2I2eXp0].
The_MYTH · 712 Views

Turns Out I’m the Mistress, Not the Main Character

“Please, let me touch you,” his voice breaks, pleading. I laugh, overwhelmed by the irony of the situation. Because the very man who persecuted me so much is now the one reduced to nothing before me. His hair is a mess, eyes baggy with dark circles that note the sleepless nights. Those eyes once only reflected hatred for me, but now they’re begging desperately. “Why won’t you just let me come to you? Why does that bastard have to be near you all he wants but I’m not given any moment to even smell you?!!” His rage is laced with pain, his voice filled with bitterness and evident fear. Fear of losing me. “Why?” I ask. My voice is low, but steady. “Why should I let the man who’s abused me for so long come anywhere near me? Why should I give the man who’s watched his family and everyone humiliate me every moment of my life a chance?” My eyes burn with rage, tears welling up as I think back to the countless torture I had to endure. “Tell me why I should come back to the man who’s questioned my dignity and let another woman take my place!!!” “No, Lei, no,” his voice shakes, quiet as though every word costs him. The sound of his voice is barely audible, like it is drowning in regrets too heavy to undo. He draws near, hands trembling with eyes wide with guilt and regret. “It’s all over now. Sign the divorce papers if you still have a bit of a conscience left inside.” His quivering face turns tight with anger. “Why? So you can run off to those good for nothing goons who leer lustfully at you?!” His voice lowers, but remain steady and stern. “I will never let you go, Lei. Never!” I smile. My defiant eyes alone telling all there is to know. Because for me, there is never going back to him. •••••••• Leiara Rhys, the sole heiress to the Rhys Development, has always faced life head-on with one motto: “If it isn’t death, how bad can it be?” When she’s forced into an arranged marriage with Colson Hayes, heir to a rival company, she braces herself like always, determined to bury the fear, the pain, the grief deep inside. But nothing prepares her for the cold hatred in her husband’s eyes. A hatred rooted in a grudge she doesn’t understand. As Colson quietly vows to ruin her, Leiara becomes a pawn trapped between two powerful families and impossible expectations. Abused and subjected to all sorts of violence by her husband, family and his lover, Leiara’s carefully guarded heart begins to fracture. After all, the human heart isn’t a diamond that cannot break, nor a barrel that cannot overflow. When Leiara discovers that she isn’t the main character in this marriage but merely the mistress, the world she built on pain begins to crack. Forced to coexist with the main character, the true focus of her husband’s affection, she must remain in the background as she always has. But just when she’s ready to stop hoping and let go, something utterly unexpected happens. The very man whose eyes once reflected only her mistakes and imperfections now holds a tenderness and longing she doesn’t know how to trust. A boundless love she cannot seem to fully explore. And for Leiara, the irony of it all is just too cruel, yet too breaking to ignore. But one thing is for sure; she is no longer a puppet to be mistreated as they see fit.
Chicken_Fruit · 23.7k Views

Unexpected Love: The Billionaire's Feisty Sweetheart

"How would you like to get married tonight?" Kai asked out of the blue and immediately got the reaction he was waiting for. "Are you out of your freaking mind?" Ruby whipped her head sideways to face him, anger rising in her raspy voice. "No..." Kai smiled, his deep husky voice wrapping around her like a warm embrace. "We are both dressed for the occasion." Kai gestured at their outfit. "We might as well tie the knot. Marry me, Ruby Angelo." "You are crazy." Ruby spat out. "I know." Kai's smile deepened. ****** Twenty-one-year-old Ruby Angelo thought she had her life set in the right direction. But everything turned upside down on the evening she caught her fiancé, tangled in bed with her cousin, five weeks before their wedding. Shattered, enraged and humiliated, Ruby turns to alcohol to numb her pain. When her path crosses with an infuriating billionaire- Kai Treshvire, Ruby falls prey to her emotions. But she is determined to maintain her good records as the perfect daughter and sweeps all her problems under the rug. Unfortunately for her, fate has other plans, as things take a weird turn on the morning of her wedding, when Ruby discovers that she is pregnant. What would become of Ruby's perfect world when she finally realised that the father of her unborn child is her family's sworn enemy? ****** Disclaimer; The names, places and characters in this novel are not related to anyone dead or alive. It is purely fiction. Enjoy.
Tres_Aguila · 53.8k Views

A Canticle for the Broken

Beneath the steel-and-glass skin of the modern city of Veridia lies the Aethel, a dying magic of old pacts and older blood. Elara Vayne is a restorer of broken things antiques, artworks, a life perpetually on the edge of ruin haunted by a psychic resonance she calls the ‘Echo, a torment that lets her feel the ghostly imprints of objects. Her life is a carefully constructed cage of quiet until she inherits a decrepit old house and a strange, tarnished key that weeps dark fluid onto her skin. The key is a summons, and it awakens something that has been hunting for her. Kaelan is a Wraith, the most feared enforcer of the hidden supernatural order known as the Conclave. Cursed with a parasitic shadow that demands a feast of pain, he is a weapon of absolute control, his humanity a distant memory. His new assignment is simple: find and eliminate the last Vayne, a bloodline of legendary, monstrous power, before she can unleash the Devouring force they once commanded. When Kaelan corners Elara, the kill-stroke fails. Her touch doesn't just repel him; it brings a silence he has never known, a momentary peace from the entity that gnaws at his soul. For Elara, his presence is a catalyst, igniting the latent power in her blood and revealing the truth: she is a Relic, a human vessel for an ancient, voracious magic that craves the essence of other supernatural beings. Thrown into a reluctant alliance by a common enemy a cabal within the Conclave that seeks to harness Elara’s power for themselves. they descend into the city’s occult underbelly. Here, they uncover the brutal history of the Vayne line, the true nature of Kaelan’s curse, and a terrible prophecy that binds their fates: she is the lock, and he is the key, and their union could either save the world or unmake it. Their romance is a slow, torturous conflagration. It begins in friction and distrust, a battle of wills between Elara’s desperate grasp on her crumbling humanity and Kaelan’s cold, practiced brutality. It deepens into a reluctant alliance forged in shared danger, and then into a devastating emotional dependency. he is her anchor against the devouring hunger inside her, and she is his only respite from eternal torment. The magnetic, forbidden desire between them is a poison they both crave, a fragile light in the overwhelming dark. But trust, in a world built on betrayal, is the most dangerous magic of all. A devastating fracture is inevitable, born of a revealed truth and a necessary, soul-shattering betrayal that will leave them both broken and ignite the supernatural war they sought to prevent. The climax unfolds in the ruins of the Vayne ancestral home, a place where the veil between worlds is thin. As the cabal enacts its ritual to tear the Aethel asunder and the city begins to crumble into chaos, Elara and Kaelan must face the final cost of their love. To win, they must make the ultimate sacrifice, offering up the very thing that saved them each other. The resolution is not a clean victory, but a bittersweet and soul-wrenching reckoning that will leave them forever changed, their love story etched not in a happy ending, but in the permanent, beautiful scars they have left on the world and on each other’s souls.
Solvyn · 11.1k Views