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Claimed by The Winter Spirit

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through heavy snow, heart hammering, desperate to reach the man she’s been craving all year. But a tall pale shadow steps out of the swirling snow. Erwin Frost vale, a winter elf, sinfully beautiful, and bound to the ancient, dying Hearth King. Ice-blue eyes, frost-kissed skin, and a voice like velvet over broken glass. He wants to claim Irina’s body and soul. Her warmth is the last spark keeping the demon king inside him alive, and Erwin has decided she belongs to him. When he pulls her into his arms, Irina was scared but also mesmerised. At the moment, church bells stutter out of rhythm, snow falls in slow. Miles away, meteorologist Adrian Volkov is already on edge. He's been tracking impossible atmospheric readings in the frozen city. He was logical, protective, and quietly obsessed with the woman who was supposed to be warming his bed tonight. When Irina didn't come, he became worried for her. Now Irina is caught between them: Adrian—her human boyfriend, the kind of man who is warm and kind . Or surrender to Erwin—whose kiss is hypnotising , who claims her very body and soul. Sex with him gives unearthly pleasure! Time is ticking. The Hearth King inside the "Winter Spirit" is waking up. And he’s getting impatient. The winter Spirit wants to claim his bride in any way possible. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?
Anuvuti_Roy · 5.9k Views

The Mad Tyrant’s Runaway Bride

Once a bright and energetic young girl from the countryside, Ruby’s life took a drastic change after she involve herself with one of the potentially, most dangerous and frightening man in her country. The Fourth Prince, Julien Sterling. Or as they say, the crazy bastard who was both cruel and a sadist, treating human lives no better than grass. She had not only played such a figure around the palm of her finger, seducing the man to the point of obsession, but also conceived his son. Then, she ran away, only to return 6 years later for a secret mission. Ruby thought that the madman must have forgotten about her after so long, not knowing that the now mad tyrant had been searching for her to the point of madness. What would happen when the tyrant found out that his runaway bride hadn’t only sold him for a bag of gold, but also think of finding his son another ceo dad? When the time came for all deception to be shed and truth to be laid bare, would there still be any chance for the two to reach their happily ever after together? —— Excerpt: “H-How… did you recognize me?” She shivered against his touch, her heart beating wild as the man closed in, the familiar strokes of his sharp features emerging out of the cold shadows of the night. “I told you once, sweetheart.” He whispered against her skin, his breath slithering around her like a predatory snake rounding up its prey. “Even if your bones were to be grounded to dusts and every fiber of you, burnt into ashes, I would recognize you with just a glance.” The fingers on her chin tightened as he forced her to face the burning rage of his resentment. It had been 6 years… 6 years of waiting by the window like a fool who he himself looked down upon. However, he was no longer the fool of the past. And neither was he the powerless man who can only beg and wait. “Don’t you ever think about escaping from me again. In this lifetime, no, for as long as I stay in the same universe as you, you can only be mine, mine alone.” It was not a promise only to her, but also to himself. For he was now the mad tyrant who knew no reason, the tyrant who was bent on getting whatever that he had wanted. —— [Sweet 1 v 1 Fast-paced Romantic Comedy] [Male Lead Falls in Love First and Harder] [Extreme Pampering] [Naive Sweet White Rabbit x Cunning Black-Bellied Big Bad Wolf] Tags: #sweetlove #pregnancy #strongfemalelead #dark #royalfamily #pastplayhugerole #tragedy
AutumnsCicada · 30.4k Views

The Bride of the Storm Lord: Stormborne's Desire

(WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!!!) In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.
Unique_A · 166k Views

She Belonged to the Villian

Freya Viremont learned early that beauty is not always a blessing. Born from scandal and marked by the blood of a disgraced foreign mother, Freya has spent her life as the unwanted daughter of House Viremont—hated by her cruel stepmother, envied by her jealous half-sister, and treated as nothing more than a burden by the father who never wanted her. Her beauty may make nobles stare, but within the walls of her own home, it only earns her punishment. When her family arranges to sell her off to a brutal lord old enough to be her father, Freya swears she would rather die than submit. But fate proves crueler still. Because before the wedding can take place, another man demands her hand. King Soren Beaumont. The feared ruler whispered about in every kingdom. A cold, merciless king with blood-red eyes and a reputation dark enough to make even powerful nobles tremble. A man many call a monster… others call a demon. And for reasons Freya cannot understand, he has chosen her. Now forced into marriage with a villain more terrifying than the fate she tried to escape, Freya vows she will never belong to him—that no matter how dangerous, beautiful, or powerful he may be, she will find a way to escape his grasp. But Soren has no intention of letting her go. What began as fascination quickly turns into obsession as the cold-hearted king becomes consumed by the fiery girl who dares defy him. He wanted to tame the sharp-tongued beauty who fought him at every turn… Only to realize far too late that the wild thing he meant to break may be the one thing capable of undoing him. In a world of power, cruelty, and dangerous desire, Freya must decide— Can she survive the villain who wants to possess her… or will she fall for the monster determined to make her his?
jisoo_Cho · 1.7k Views

The Devil's obsession with the Heiress

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Yet here she was….alone, standing in his mansion, dimly lit with only the glow of the burning fireplace casting shadows across one side of his gorgeous face. Thunder rolled outside, followed by the onslaught of heavy rain pelting against the massive floor-to-ceiling, black-panelled windows. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.
Eva_Moon04 · 18.8k Views