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Beside the Throne

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.
ivy_LCC · 22.8k Views

ABSOLUTE INSANITY: A forbidden bond

★DARK ROMANCE★ ^WARNING 18+,^ In a world dominated by organized crime and ruthless power struggles, a tangled web of trauma, revenge, and forbidden passion unfolds. Katya Volkov, the stunning but vulnerable daughter of the Russian Mafia's feared right-hand man, has endured a childhood of unrelenting brutality and neglect. Growing up, Katya was repeatedly tormented by her father's resentment, leaving her emotionally shattered and unloved. However, Katya's life was about to take a much darker turn. Romeo Salvatore, a name that was both feared and respected, emerged from the shadows. His traumatic past has left an indelible mark on his soul, rendering him cold and detached. Seeking retribution, Romeo launches a daring invasion of the Volkov's heavily guarded estate. He captures both Katya and her abusive father, subjecting them to merciless torture. Convinced of Katya's complicity in her father's heinous crimes, Romeo executes her father and condemns Katya to a life of hellish slavery. Yet, as time passes, the boundaries between captor and captive begin to blur. Katya and Romeo find themselves inexorably drawn into a forbidden bond, igniting a fiery passion that threatens to consume them both. Torn between his thirst for revenge and his burgeoning desire for Katya, Romeo is forced to confront the darkness within himself, would he be consumed by lust, passion and possibly love or would he stay loyal with his beliefs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~This story is an enemies to lover type so don't expect all fluff and rainbows. ~Weak to strong female ~ML is ruthless, don't expect him to be a saint. ~No rape ~humours, laugher, tears and blush. ~ And lastly, this story is not for the weak hearted~
Saa_Mohd · 426.1k Views

Running Away with the Mafia King's Twins

She is afraid of the darkness. He is the ruler of it. He is the darkness she fears. She is the only light he loves and crave. She is the moon. He is the dark night sky. And she is his. His darkest obsession, possession, and fixation. ISABELLA RUSSO had everything anyone could ever dream of: wealth, a loving family, and loyal friends. A perfect, peaceful life. But the peace crumbled the moment she saved a man, ignoring his warning to protect him from the darkness, not knowing that he was the DARKNESS. By the moment she realized, it was too late, as he had already set his eyes on her. Yet she prayed to never cross paths with him again, unaware that he had another plan and so did her fate. She wished to be and live happily with her loved ones. Yet it just took one day for all of Isabella's wishes and life to shatter into pieces. Death of her parents, betrayed by her best friend, drugged, she entangled with the very darkness she feared who came to save her—Isabella lost everything in just one day. With nothing left, she chose to run away with the vow to return for revenge. Five years later, she returns with the twins she never expected and with the desire and determination to take revenge. Never once did Isabella imagine the darkness, she thought had forgotten her had been waiting for her like a predator with a cage ready to ensnare his prey. NICHOLAS COSTA was the darkness. The nightmare everyone feared. The ruler of the Costa Empire and Italy. The most dangerous devil of all, the mafia king. He was the darkest night sky without a moon or light. He never needed or wanted either. Until he met her. The night she saved him; she brightened his darkness like a moon and melted his cold heart. She became his moon and his darkest obsession. Now he wanted her. He would have her, and nothing could stop him. Even if it meant burning the entire world, he would have her. His moon. [Mature Content] [The second couple is MM]
Sristystar · 217.6k Views

Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)

Rhydric veylor’s lips brushed her ear, his voice silk wrapped in danger. “Four of us, one of you. Tell me, Athena… how long before you stop pretending you can resist?” --- What happens when a vampire mate with a werewolf? Disaster right? Athena Ashbourne has lived with secrets since she was a child, secrets of blood, visions, and a destiny she never asked for. At only eighteen, she carries the guilt of her father’s murder, a death she foresaw but was too young to prevent. Now, the gift that haunts her, the power of a Seer, marks her as different in a world where difference is dangerous. After years of bullying, Athena transfers to Gravecrest Academy, a school where humans and wolves walk the same halls… but only the wolves know the truth of who they are. It’s was meant to be a fresh start. A new beginning. Instead, it becomes the beginning of everything. Because Gravecrest doesn’t just hold human boys like her charming boyfriend, Oliver. It holds the Phantom Fours, dangerous, untouchable Alphas whose power rules the academy. They are feared. Desired. Untamed. And they are hers. Her mates. Torn between the fragile safety of her human love and the consuming bond of four lethal Alphas, Athena is thrust into a world of secrets, betrayal, and fate. Beneath the masks of power and desire lies something older, hungrier, an unfinished curse that stirs in the dark, whispering her name. Her visions grow sharper. The shadows lean closer. And every step pulls her deeper into a fate written long before she was born. Because her father’s death was only the first move. And the real game has just begun. Will Athena face the truth or run away from it? Read more to find out. Wish to chat with author? DM me on discord: thaymi_1 ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Bonus Chapter Rewards ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── 20 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter 50 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapters + the usual chapter 1000 Coins Gift = +2 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter Every bit of your support keeps the story alive. Thank you for helping me bring this world to life. Love you Muah ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Feel free to comment your thoughts! I love engaging with you, my dear readers ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅─────────
Thaymi · 166.9k Views

The Vampire's King Pet

Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed. Serena. Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life. For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly. “You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.” Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath. He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.” Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. "Then lose yourself my king," she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. "lose yourself.... In me." Alexander didn't hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hands cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lips. Their eyes met one more- predator and , darkness and light before he closed the distance between them. His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered, Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.
Tesse_black · 18.4k Views

THE DEVIL OF BLAX DYNASTY

BEWARE EXTREME MATURE SCENES WITH A LOT OF SPICE!!!! Vincent Carpel, the cold-blooded king of the Blax Dynasty, was a man people whispered about. A man the world feared long before they ever saw his face. Tall, devastatingly handsome, and carved from danger itself, he carried an aura that made even seasoned criminals lower their eyes. His sharp gaze was a warning. His presence, a threat. His scar, a reminder of the night his world destroyed as he watched his father die. To the world, Vincent was untouchable. But the world didn’t know everything. They didn’t know about the trembling in his right hand that he hid behind perfectly tailored suits. They didn’t know about the nightmares that tore him awake at 3 a.m. And they certainly didn’t know that the most feared mafia boss on earth spent his nights feeding stray cats behind his marble mansion. Christy knew none of this. She was just a bright, stubborn university graduate from Korea, arriving in Italy with a suitcase full of dreams and a heart determined to make it on her own. She had no idea that fate, and her big mouth, would flip her world upside down. Their first meeting was chaos. Christy shouted at him. Vincent actually froze. And for the first time in his life, someone walked away from him without trembling. He should’ve been furious. Instead, he was intrigued. Fascinated. Completely, dangerously obsessed. Her voice followed him into boardrooms. Her face haunted his nights. Her name was a curse he couldn’t stop whispering. So when he finally found her again, working at a small company, head bowed as her boss humiliated her, something inside Vincent snapped. He didn’t confront the boss. He didn’t argue. He bought the entire company. And he made Christy the owner. Because to Vincent, she wasn’t just special. She was his. THE DEVIL OF BLAX DYNASTY is a story of obsession wrapped in devotion, of a mafia king who never knelt for anyone… until the day Christy’s life hung by a thread. ⸻ “I love you, Christy. Nothing on earth will ever stop me from loving you.” Vincent’s voice dropped, deep, raw, trembling with a truth he never gave anyone. His dark eyes locked on hers, burning hotter .. “You don’t understand what you’ve done to me,” he murmured, stepping closer. “I can’t think straight unless you’re near. If loving you is a sin, then let me drown in it. I’ve survived worse.” Christy crossed her arms stubbornly against the freezing night air. “Then stop being dramatic and go inside.” “You first.” “I won’t, Vincent. I’m fine out here. I can sleep here too.” “You must be joking.” “Watch me.” Vincent inhaled slowly. Too slowly. Then he exhaled through clenched teeth. The next second, he strode toward her, slipped an arm behind her knees, another around her waist, and swung her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing. “Miss Christy,” he said in that terrifyingly calm tone, “not under my watch, honey.” She didn’t even fight. Because God… Vincent made her weak. Completely, hopelessly weak. He carried her into the mansion like she belonged nowhere else but in his arms. [18+]+++++ MUST BE 18 TO READ THIS!!! T FOR THANKS
Favour123 · 4.2k Views