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I swore I was just helping raise our daughter

They were never lovers. Never promised each other anything beyond the shared responsibility of raising the most powerful, chaotic child the realms had ever seen. Lara, the infamous ex-commander with fire in her veins and mischief in her smile, walked away from war, titles, and politics—only to find herself tangled in a life she never expected. A life where she’s not the hero, not the villain, just the co-parent to a half-demon, half-Celestial whirlwind named Aliyah… and tethered, every single day, to the woman who both grounds her and keeps her at a distance. Sarisa, heir to the Celestial throne, is everything Lara is not—elegant, disciplined, devoted to duty. Once playful and soft, Sarisa has reshaped herself into something unshakable, a future queen too burdened to risk vulnerability. Especially when the court whispers that her daughter is an abomination. Especially when her mother has chosen a future and a spouse that doesn’t include Lara. They said they could raise Aliyah together. That it would be simple. No feelings. No future. Just two women bound by responsibility. But Aliyah is growing. Watching. Asking questions no child should ask with such clarity. And Lara is running out of ways to lie to herself. Because somewhere between sword lessons and bedtime stories, between stolen glances and unsaid words, Lara might have done the one thing she swore she wouldn’t. She might have fallen in love with the woman who was never meant to be hers. And Sarisa? She might already be breaking under the weight of pretending she doesn’t feel the same.
Ava_000 · 157.8k Views

Villainess Marked For Her Alpha

I blinked awake in a penthouse suite overlooking neon-lit skyscrapers, my phone buzzing with notifications from the social feeds everyone obsesses over. Yeah, me, Emily the broke barista, got herself transmigrated into 'Alphas' Eternal Knot,' that addictive novel about cutthroat elites in a world ruled by alpha-omega pheromones. Think corporate empires meets scandalous romance—alphas command boardrooms and hearts, omegas get lavish indulgence—or drama. As 'villainess' Emily Leonhart, heir to a fashion dynasty, I was billed as a 'rare' female alpha—destined to sabotage the sweet omega heroine before the four alpha male leads exposed and ruined me. A cliché novel in which the villainess gets defeated—and boom! Everyone gets their own happy ending. My plan? Well, it was simple... I mean, I didn't want to compete for the heroine with them. Then again, I don't have any interests in the male leads too. But then, there was a plot twist—my heat slams in like a spotlight malfunction—flushes, tremors, total meltdown. "I'm an omega?!" I gasped. Turns out the novel lied; my "alpha" aura didn't even exist! My predecessor was hiding her omega biology. And this very thing was found out by the male leads, who hated me. Now I'm dodging their advances like a pro, and ignoring their persistent calls. Yet, that wasn't enough. The heroine—Lily was an alpha! What the heck! Slamming me against the wall, she sniffed me while giving me a dark possessive look. "Why are you running?" "Me? I... I-I am not... r-running, Lily..." "Then, why don't let me mark you?" "No!!" Juggling four 'unwanted' male alphas and one relentless heroine-alpha fixated on marking me, and my omega instincts that keep making me flush at the worst moments. Can I survive Lily's next bold move without getting claimed in the society pages? Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.
Tanmay_Kar · 19.6k Views

Cursed Bride of Endless Tomorrows

This story follows Lucian Thornvale, a thirty-two-year-old man belonging to a third-tier royal family. Most luxuries are at his fingertips. His wife is considered the most beautiful woman among the third-tier royals, yet there is no love in their married life—he simply cannot fall in love. Marriages between royals are nothing more than political acts. However, a forced marriage is not the reason he cannot love her. In fact, the relationship between Lucian and his wife is quite good for a forced marriage. There are no arguments, no doubts, and no cheating. They share their bed almost every night. There are giggles, laughter, and moments of joy—but none of it feels genuine. Lucian hates his life not because of his wife, but because of her grandmother. A manipulative old hag who seems determined to control every part of his fate. Yet even she is not the only reason for the emptiness in his heart. Lucian Thornvale carries a secret confusion within himself. For as long as he can remember, he has felt a quiet, buried desire—the wish that he had been born a woman. A desire he tried to suppress before it could grow into something undeniable. But fate can be strangely cruel… and strangely generous. When Lucian’s life finally collapses, he is given another chance. He awakens once again in the past—but this time reborn as a woman, the very thing he had once secretly longed to be. In a world filled with royal politics, twisted relationships, and repeating tomorrows, the newly reborn Lucian must face a question far more terrifying than death: Will this new life finally grant her freedom… or trap her forever as the cursed bride of endless tomorrows?
SaberSableRoselle · 8.3k Views