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In a kingdom where vows are carved into blood and magic remembers what the heart forgets, Miran Vaelor lives beneath the shadow of a mark he does not understand. The sigil upon his skin should never have awakened. It binds him to a past stripped from his memory—one filled with promises he cannot recall and a name his heart still recognizes. When fate draws him back into the path of Caelion Arkendell, a man bound by crown, duty, and an oath he has carried in silence for years, the ancient mark begins to glow once more. Their bond was forged long before betrayal, war, and stolen memories tore them apart. It is older than choice. Older than fear. As political unrest brews and forgotten truths rise to the surface, Miran and Caelion are forced to confront what was taken from them: a vow broken by force, a love preserved by magic, and a destiny that refuses to release its hold. To reclaim what they once swore to protect, they must decide whether fate is a chain meant to bind them—or a promise worth defying the world for. Bound by What Was Promised is a historical fantasy BL novel about remembrance, devotion, and a love that endures even when memory itself is torn away.

Arwa Wagner, a passionate student of mythology, has always been fascinated by the magical and terrifying legends of old Germany. One night, as she studies a book of German myths, she makes a quiet wish: to live in that world, even if only for a little while. When she opens her eyes, Arwa finds herself in a strange body—Heidi Hohenzollern’s—and in a world she barely recognizes. A week has passed since her arrival, and she must navigate a life that is both familiar and completely foreign. Heidi’s body, her new surroundings, the school, and the people all feel surreal, yet Arwa begins to see the mysteries and challenges this life holds. As days pass, Arwa and Heidi slowly uncover the truth of their intertwined fates, each experiencing the other’s life in a magical and bewildering world. Between the echoes of German legends, dark illusions, and the trials of their swapped lives, they must find a way to understand each other—and themselves—before the secrets of this strange world overwhelm them.

I am the only son of the Dukes of Connaught and Strathearn, and the grandson of Her Majesty Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Now, in the name and honor of the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, I swear upon my life to witness and safeguard the rise of this land — to unite all the people of Australia and New Zealand under one new name, and to watch our destiny unfold together. Long live Australasia! A tale of royal legacy, ambition, and the birth of a new empire at the edge of the world. Australasia novel, historical fiction, British Empire story, Queen Victoria descendant, royal alternate history, Australia rise, New Zealand union, time of empires, colonial historical drama, House of Saxe Coburg Gotha, royal family saga, Australasia unification, Victorian era story, alternate history novel, British royalty fiction, imperial expansion novel

Vijay, an ISRO scientist, gets reincarnated in the Vijayanagara Empire, which has not yet weakened but unified South India in a parallel Earth similar to the current one, with slightly altered people and events in the 17th century. Watch how he guides the ancient nation back on the right track again. For Resources Discord: https://discord.gg/mRRVjFaf5H For UPI Donations: authormithunreddygaru@kotak Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.

At the last attempt for peace, Ophelia Valthorn is sacrificed by her ruthless stepfather, Joel Valthorn, to marry the feared Lord Dante Hastings. Ophelia is torn away from her sick brother, whom she loves dearly, and taken across enemy lands, where her every move is scrutinised, and every glance filled with hatred. Dante and Ophelia are guarded against each other until the rise of assassinations and whispers of betrayal within each family forces them to lean on each other. As Ophelia adapts to her new life, she discovers a curse which torments her husband. It is a curse which threatens not only the truce but Ophelia’s life. Will Ophelia flee before war breaks out again, or help Dante break free of the curse?

Li Tang was reborn on the eve of the new millennium. He knew the trajectory of the mining market over the next twenty years, had the coordinates of every newly discovered supermine, and understood the intricate details of century-defining mergers between mining giants. While experts lamented that all the rich mines were in the hands of major players and that the giants were troubled by aging and depleting resources, turning from exploration to ruthless corporate takeovers... A group from the East kept working miracles—discovering deeply buried, shockingly rich mineral deposits again and again. From scorching deserts, frozen Arctic lands, and uninhabited primeval forests, they extracted tons of ore. Fully loaded cargo ships, the industrial lifeline, thundered across the seas toward the East. He had advanced exploration technology, wielded capital like a club, and maneuvered deftly through complex global politics—completely disrupting the mining industry's global landscape. When he speaks, the world listens. One foreign mining analyst exclaimed: “He is already the sole mining oligarch on Earth!” Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Johanssen  

In the world that exists between balance itself, stumbles a soul named Ian who is reborn into the world of Lowesia in unknown place in an even more abstruse world. He grows not by will but by force in a way that he must survive in this world in order to live in peace but as he does fate finds him in a place that rejects it as he is bound to a curse even more gruesome than the life he is to live in his normal life here which even more of a struggle than ever. Will he make it through his new goals to survive and free himself from this curse or will he bend to it and fall victim to the terrors that his loss will cause? Every new collection= 1 extra chapter per day Every power stone= Weekend release of 5 chapters

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After being knocked out and abruptly awakened by a punch, Morin finds himself a prisoner of war. He initially believed he was in a world on the eve of a conflict similar to World War I, but quickly discovers the actual situation is far more bizarre. For starters, why is he, an Imperial soldier, allied with volunteers from the International Brigades?! Assault Troopers who look like walking Iron Cans carrying swords and shields, Armored Knights powered by a mix of diesel and Magic, and battle mages marching with the army… All of this tells Morin that this world has serious, fundamental issues. But his immediate concern is how to survive this conflict, a war ironically touted as ‘the war to end all wars.’ Key Elements: Magically Modified World War I Real Men Use Bolt-Action Rifles Diesel-Powered Armored Knights Airship Boarding Actions This is a Fans-Translations

Two hundred years ago, a prophecy revealed the coming of the Seventh Bond, a rare, powerful connection that would tie the soul of the Cursed Beast King to his one true mate. King Zarek waited two long centuries for this soulmate, only to discover she is the one thing he despises most. A human. Eliora knows nothing about magic, curses, or ancient prophecies. All she wants is a peaceful life with her parents, until she loses her home and is taken to the immortal king who claims her as his. Zarek is cold, feared, and dangerous, the most powerful king Eldfrost has had. His beast is violent, unpredictable, and fiercely possessive. Eliora fears him. Zarek refuses to let her go. Will she run from the bond or step into the destiny that could unravel everything?

Dagny was eight years old when Ivar burned her home and slaughtered her family. He spared her not out of mercy, but curiosity. He wanted to see what would grow from a child forced to watch. Eight years later, Vestfold stands in a fragile peace built on a deal Dagny agreed to in order to buy time. Her father calls it diplomacy. Ivar calls it strategy. Dagny calls it preparation. While the kingdom believes peace will hold, she studies power, fear, and the way loyalty fractures under pressure. Ivar is feared because he kills quickly. Dagny intends to become something far worse. She does not simply want him dead, she wants him to understand what he created when he chose to let her live. Story is already posted on Royal Road by Lothbrok.

Skylar Velcourt believes that she will one day follow in the footsteps of her father, and return her homeland, Astros, to its former glory. But when Lord Cario Everus extends a proposal to unite their two Houses, she does not expect her father to accept. Now she is betrothed to his son, Lord Caspian Everus, and sentenced to a political marriage she never asked for. The two knew each other as children, and when they meet again after years apart, Skylar immediately despises him. He is cold, unreadable and infuriatingly indifferent. When Skylar begs him to refuse the marriage. Caspian ignores her pleas out of duty. And so they marry, bound by politics, resentment, and a shared vow to keep their distance. Thrust from the warm gardens of Astros, to the cold fortresses of Xoras, Skylar struggles to adjust to her new life and all its restrictive rules. And her marriage is no better. It is a performance by day, and a battlefield in private. Skylar loathes Caspian’s rigid honour and unkindness, while Caspian resents Skylar’s defiance and fire. They try to destroy each other with every glare and conversation, yet beneath the hostility lies something neither of them can explain or ignore. But Skylar soon uncovers a truth far more terrifying than an unwanted marriage. She discovers the real reason House Everus proposed a union. It is a plan of deception and betrayal, one that sentences Skylar to imminent death. Skylar has no solid evidence, nor any allies. No one will believe her. If she speaks, or run away, she will be dismissed as a desperate girl trying to escape her marriage. Every choice will doom her parents and Astros, with it. There is only one path left. And it is the most dangerous of them all.  Skylar must make her husband, Caspian Everus fall in love with her.  But affection is harder to fake than hatred, and the task seems impossible. Even as the lines between act and reality begin to blur, and tensions rise between them, Skylar wonders if the man she vowed to hate can truly save her and her family from destruction, or will he become the greatest threat of all?

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her find him a wife. But he has no intention of choosing anyone even Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As mysteries turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * High Stake Mystery: They try to untangle themselves from the Farrington’s trap. * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, It I s not in my place to—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."

I transmigrated and became Viserys Targaryen III, the King of the Andals, Rhoynar, and First Men, the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm.

I swore never to return to this territory…… not after him “Alpha king Rhage” my best friend’s father………. my biggest fear…….. and now my biggest problem. The night our paths crossed something snaps inside us. I shouldn’t want him………. He’s forbidden, older, his wolf “Hades” a ruthless beast. I’m human, I can’t have a mate but the way my body reacts says otherwise. The monster I feared my whole life is claiming me and worse? I want him to.

No system, no old mentor, no bulldozer, no stamp-collecting hobby, just a small clerk with no wealth, power, or influence. A modern man got transmigrated into a different era, the era of chaos. An era where a one small misstep is enough to lose your life. Fei Qian, a branch family member of Heluo Fei Clan. With his future knowledge, he need to survive the harsh environment, dodging treacherous plots, preparing his own schemes, and maybe... leave his name in the history. You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the name and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 马月猴年 (for the fanfic)

Born the son of Brandon Stark "The Wild Wolf" and Serena Umber, Brandon's lover whom he married without his father's consent, who would sadly die in childbirth, the new Lord of Winterfell and Warden of North will be faced with many challenges. Will Alaric Stark succumb to the weight of ruling the north, or will he rise higher than even his ancestors since before the last Stark King knelt before the Conqueror? ------------------------------------------ Hey guys, this is my first attempt at an ASOIAF fic and while I have watched the show and read the books it has been a while so please bear with me! This story will feature a mix of elements from both the books and show. As a disclaimer, this story is an AU, there are two branches of House Stark that descend from the twin sons of Artos Stark and there will be no white walkers. Along with web novel, I will be posting this story on AO3 under the same name. I do not own anything pertaining to ASOIAF except for my OCs.

Married to a feared Lord of Sin, a witch must survive his hunger and unravel the truth about his power and her own destiny. Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

Angel,a wealthy and privileged American teenager,has her life turend upside down when her parents announce that they are moving to london .uprooted from her confortable life,Angel struggles to adjust to her new surrownding and soon find solace in a new group of friends most expeccally samuel,they both have this undensble spark. As they grew closer,they began to uncover a mystrious connection between their lifes and the historic clock tower in the heart of london.As they delve deeper into the mystery, they discover hidden secrets unexpected truth about their family's past and their own destinies. Together, angel and Samuel embarks on a thrilling adventure to unravel the emigam off the clock tower, navigating treacherous paths, unexpected allies, and hidden along the way, they discover their own strength,purpose, and a true meaning of friendship and love. Genre: young adults, mystery, adventure, Romance, betrayal @copyright..MD_forlife

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.