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​Ardyn is a human - scarred by the world. So her decision to sacrifice herself to the Serpent Lord is not just done to obey a command it is done because it is her norm. Varric, the Serpent Lord, is a master of logic, intrigue, and manipulation, but the sight of this human woman, unafraid of death, shatters his control and breaks an unspoken resolve. Suddenly he completely understands what is truly precious. Confused by this, primal shift, he gifts Ardyn the sacred, magical Cavern System - for him it was simply a jewel for a jewel. This unprecedented action is a bewildered attempt to honor a profound, protective passion he cannot name or fight. ​The gift backfires immediately, transforming their lord-servant dynamic into a high-stakes, agonizing romance. Within the caves, Ardyn is equally confused, unable to reconcile her new status with her old life and deep beliefs. She awakens a rare human magic, which is directly tied to her emotional truth and causes her to understand more self hatred. still she trains - answering a call in her heart - her growing power creates an intense, magical resonance that binds her heart to Varric's. But it is not just their magic that binds - their souls connect and intertwine as well. This compels the Lord to drop his mask but it gives Ardyn reason to retreat deeper behind walls - now fortified with magic. As they learn their personal meanings of love the world turns and doubt persists. What do two who never knew love do when love ignites and flash burns their souls causing them to change in ways that won't allow for regression or back peddling? Do they accept their new selves or do they deny the fire that both burns then quick and binds them tight? --------------- If you’d like to support my writing journey or explore the hidden lore behind Amethyst Eyes and Dark Scales, you can visit my Patreon — RaeJenVib. There are two exclusive tiers for readers who want to go deeper into Varric and Ardyn’s world: Amethyst Touch — Early access to upcoming chapter outlines, author’s notes, and private musings. Amethyst Kiss — Everything in Touch, plus exclusive lore drops, bonus side stories, and secret insights into the world beneath the scales. Your support helps me keep writing, dreaming, and bringing this story to life.

[Two love interests, slow burn BL romance] Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place, starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet, the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on, he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for, without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

Five years ago, Ezra Quinlan was the joke of Crescent Moon Academy—the Omega who dared to date the untouchable Alpha heir, only to be dumped in front of the entire student body when the pressure became "too much." Asher Thornwell chose his family's approval over their bond, leaving Ezra publicly humiliated, shattered, and outcasted by a society that never thought an Omega from the slums belonged with elite Alpha blood anyway. So Ezra left. Disappeared. Rebuilt himself from ashes into something unrecognizable—a successful consultant with steel in his spine and ice in his veins. He told himself he'd never look back. But five years later, a career opportunity drags him home, and Ezra returns to the city that destroyed him. Only this time, he's not alone. Two four-year-old twins cling to his hands—silver-eyed, stubborn, and absolutely his entire world. What Ezra doesn't expect is Asher Thornwell waiting at the airport with a banner reading "WELCOME HOME, EZRA" and ninety-nine red roses, looking like he's been through hell and back. "I've been waiting for you," Asher says, voice raw with five years of regret. "I never stopped—" He freezes. His eyes drop to the twins. To their silver eyes that mirror his own. To the way they look exactly like him at that age. "Ezra... are they...?" But before Ezra can answer, another Alpha steps forward—Kai Volkov, protective, possessive, and wrapping an arm around Ezra's waist with easy familiarity. The twins call him "Papa Kai." "We should go," Kai says coolly, steering Ezra away. "Your past isn't welcome in our present." Asher watches them leave, his world imploding with one question burning through his mind: Are those his children? Or has Ezra built a family with someone who actually deserved him? Either way, Asher Thornwell isn't giving up. He destroyed the love of his life once. He'll die before he lets it happen twice—even if Ezra makes him crawl through glass to earn back what he threw away.

Kira Miles was born into wealth, power, and privilege but even the brightest stars can fall. In her previous life, betrayal came from the closest people: her best friend, her love, and even family she trusted. Everything she cherished was stripped away, leaving her broken and vengeful. Now, reborn seventeen years in the past, Kira has a second chance. Armed with memories of past mistakes, unmatched intelligence, and skills honed from years of elite training skills that made her a Sanda Champion she returns not as a naive girl, but as a force to be reckoned with. Back in college, the halls that once echoed with whispers of rumors and subtle bullying are now her battlefield. Classmates plot, sabotage, and scheme but Kira’s presence alone turns envy into fear. Every glance, every whispered lie, and every attempted trap is met with calm precision, exposing the truth while asserting her undeniable dominance. At the same time, her family world brims with hidden agendas and concealed threats. With eyes open to betrayal and strategy sharpened by foresight, Kira carefully navigates friendships, romances, and rivalries, all while plotting to reclaim her wealth, her dignity, and the life that was stolen from her. Luxury, ambition, and vengeance collide in a contemporary city where every smile hides a secret, and every shadow could conceal a foe. Kira Miles is back and this time, no one will dare cross her.

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Authors Note: I am not quitting the book, updates our sporadic as I settle in to my new home, check comments in new chapters for updated pictures of our new safe home!***

She saved him when he had no name. He’ll fight the world now that he remembers hers. After a savage attack steals his memory, Hugh awakens a stranger to his own life — wounded, confused, and hunted. When the gentle yet fierce daughter of the Earl of Farnsworth finds him, he expects shelter. He does not expect her. Adele thought love died with her fallen fiancé, leaving her destined for a quiet life outside the glittering sphere of London society. But as she nurses the enigmatic stranger back to health in a secluded countryside haven, laughter, warmth, and longing slowly return to her world. When his identity is revealed to be the missing Duke of Swynford, duty pulls him back to power — and nearly out of her reach. Now caught between prestige and passion, Hugh must decide what truly defines a man: the name he remembers… or the heart he cannot forget. With danger closing in and secrets unraveling in the shadows of the Night Fire Club, Hugh learns that love is not a weakness for a duke — it is the weapon that will save him.

Warning!! R18 This story contains strong language and mature physical scenes; it is strongly advisable for 18+ readers. Rhea has exactly one month left to live. Even after she discovered this gruesome news, she plans to live her remaining life on her terms. To not relinquish on her situation, not in self pity or anything else. So she chose one final reckless night to feel alive, different, something anything before it all comes crashing down on her. But the next morning she never expected to wake up in silk sheets, naked and sore, in the arms of a man who seemed too powerful, too perfect… and far too weirdly obsessed with her. She tries to run. She gives a fake name. A fake school. She wants to forget that creepy experience. But she doesn't know what was in store for her. He walked back into her life, her classroom. As her professor. Her one-night stand. The very man she tried to escape from. And with the gaze in his eyes, she came to realise, this man is not ever going to let her go. Through him Rhea came to find out, she was going to die soon and that she was curse to die at every 25th birthday of every life she had lived. So our questions are: Who is this man? Why is he chasing after her? What will she do with him everywhere around her? And what will she do when she discovers who he is? And who she really is. And it's worth the wait.

Alaric Duvant was known across the empire as a disgraceful Alpha — reckless, unwanted, and barely tolerated by high society. No one expected anything of him… least of all him. Until he crossed paths with Lucien Valtheron, the untouchable Enigma Archduke whose pheromones could crush armies and whose emotions never slipped. Alaric should have died. Instead, he survived. And the Archduke looked at him — not with boredom, not with disdain — but with the first crack of interest he had ever shown anyone. Dragged into the Archduke’s world of lethal formons, political chaos, and inescapable court whispers, Alaric finds himself becoming the one person Lucien cannot ignore… and the only Alpha whose presence does not shatter under the Archduke’s power. But survival comes with a price. A bond begins to form. A resonance neither can explain… nor escape. As assassins rise, secrets unravel, and emotions finally slip through the Archduke’s icy mask, Alaric learns that the most dangerous thing in the empire isn’t Lucien’s power— It’s the possibility that the Archduke might care. And once an Enigma cares… there is no turning back.

Han Nari, an empty soul. A broken soul, without sparkle, without desire. She leads a rather peaceful life beside a loving man… Until the day she crosses Jeon Sion, manipulative, dangerous, as cold as he is desirable, he constantly tests the limits of boredom and control. He awakens in her what she believed dead: fire, desire, pain. Two souls consumed by a forbidden love, in search of fire, passion, desire. Between a safe love and a forbidden desire, Han Nari will have to choose. From ashes sometimes are born loves — or ruins.

Dara never imagined her quiet life would collide with Kamsi Lagos’ richest, coldest, and most untouchable CEO. He fell for her first. Hard. Fast. Completely. But the moment she becomes his bride-to-be, a hidden enemy marks her as the perfect weapon. One brutal attack forces Dara to run for her life… and Kamsi discovers the price of loving her is war. Now, he will rip apart boardrooms, bloodlines, and entire empires to bring her back. Because she isn’t just the woman he loves she’s the woman he’s willing to burn the world for. Their love wasn’t written in peace. It was forged in danger, protected in shadows, and reborn in fire. And when she returns… the entire city will learn one truth: Some hearts aren’t just loved they are fought for.

Ren, a world-class chef with a low tolerance for idiots, didn't plan on dying. She definitely didn't plan on waking up in a jungle where the men have ears, tails, and absolutely zero concept of personal space. Welcome to the Beast World, where "courtship" usually involves a dead carcass at your feet and a very direct sniff of your behind. Ren’s goal? Survival. The Beastmen’s goal? Breeding. Armed only with a cast-iron skillet and a Gourmet Hunter System that trolls her as much as it helps, Ren realizes she has a unique problem. Her cooking is so good it cures the beasts' "Feral Madness." The side effect? It makes them incredibly… frustrated. Now, she’s stuck with four apex predators who look at her like she’s the main course. Ren just wants to open a restaurant and introduce civilization to these savages. Unfortunately, they’re more interested in glazing her buns than the ones in the oven. Warning: Contains heavy comedy, shameless flirting, accidental flashing, and a slow burn that will leave you as thirsty as the male leads. ----- Excerpt: "Put that down!" Ren shrieked, wielding her spatula like a sword. Kael, the massive White Tiger beastman, froze. He was currently naked, gloriously muscular, and holding her lace underwear between two sharp claws like it was a delicate flower. "This," Kael grumbled, sniffing the fabric deeply, "smells like you. But why is it so small? It covers nothing. Is this a courting gift?" "It’s a thong, you over-sized house cat! Give it back!" "No," Kael growled low in his throat, his golden eyes darkening with heat as he stepped closer, backing her into the kitchen counter. "If you want it back, you’ll have to take it from me. Preferably with your teeth." [System Notification: The Target 'Kael' has entered Mating Heat. Recommended Action: Run... or appease the beast.] Ren looked at the system screen, then at the eight-pack abs in front of her. "I hate this world." ** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

In a world divided between humans and vampires, Rose Everen, a human scientist, rescues a captive vampire, only to be betrayed. Ravić, a vampire prince in exile, forcefully turns her into a vampire and uses her to escape back to his vampire kingdom across the border. Now part of the very species she once studied, Rose is hunted by both sides. Bound by blood, danger and a growing desire, they must cross a war-torn land where trust is deadly and love might be the ultimate betrayal. Enemies by fate, partners by force and something more...by blood.

Choi Yujun- born into power but cursed with a 'weakness'. The only son of the Choi family is born an omega, born an embarrassment to a bloodline of strong and pure alphas. At a party, a violent attack from a mutual enemy exposed Yujun’s secret in front of his family’s sworn enemy, Hwang Jaehyun, Yujun prepares for humiliation and blackmail, offering himself to be used by the Alpha in order to protect himself from his own family Instead of the humiliation...Hwang Jaehyun does the unthinkable... The rival who is supposed to destroy him, becomes his drug, his shield, his forbidden comfort. Together they fight to bring down the people who made Yujun bleed…together they bleed in the face of betrayals, trials and "Don't you realize? I'm a Choi, I am cursed and I am sick" Yujun says with deep angish, "then use me, Yujun-ah, use me like a drug" Jaehyun response came out raw and desperate, his alpha swearing it.

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

[Revenge • Power Couple • Sweet & Savage] Qi Yuan died on the altar of her own love—watching the man she adored marry another. As her soul slipped away, one figure stormed the chapel: Shen Family’s untouchable heir, eyes scarlet, cradling her body like shattered glass. Then she is reborn on her wedding night with Shen Family’s heir. Debt list: every blade that cut her, every smile that watched her fall—paid in blood. Collateral: the man who once buried her dignity now buries enemies for her. By day, he is ice— “Divorce? You speak when I allow it.” By night, he is fire— “Stay, or I’ll chain the world to keep you.” Qi Yuan came for vengeance; she stayed for the storm that answers only to her.

Strong Female CEO vs. Hidden Tycoon in Disguise In her past life, Charlotte Allison built a business empire—until betrayal left her ruined and presumed dead. Reborn, she cuts loose her toxic fiancé, boots her scheming relatives, and reclaims the throne. Everyone whispers that her fragile new boyfriend is just a rebound… until Lucas Quinn steps out of the shadows. At a high-society banquet, lights dim on rumors of the reclusive Quinn patriarch—reportedly frail and ruthless. Lucas strides in, razor-sharp and very much alive, eyes locked on Charlotte. Lucas Quinn: The man everyone thinks is after her fortune. Only he knows it began with one shared candy bar, one rooftop rose, one midnight firework—each spark forging a love he never planned. Charlotte thought she’d tamed a gentle wolf; turns out she’s sleeping with the alpha.

For money, Jin Jumo "signed" herself to the business tycoon Rong Mochen, for a period of one year. Upon their first meeting, the man's voice was icy, "I like women who keep their place, understand?" "Yes." Jin Jumo nodded lightly. So, Jin Jumo always adhered to her place, tightly locking her heart away, never crossing the line. If there was anything in her relationship with Rong Mochen that Jin Jumo hadn't anticipated, it would be... --- "Mr. Rong, our contract expired a week ago." Jin Jumo lightly curved her lips, giving a smile that didn't reach her eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. "So?" "So, Mr. Rong, are you playing rogue now?" Jin Jumo gritted her teeth. "Hmm..." Rong Mochen frowned, leisurely raising his head to look at Jin Jumo, "Is my daughter behaving well in your belly?" "It's not even two months, how do you know it's definitely a daughter..." Wait... Jin Jumo's eyes widened in terror, she hadn't told him she was pregnant... Rumor had it, a car accident targeting Z City tycoon Rong Mochen resulted in the death of a seven-month-pregnant woman. Rumor had it, after the accident, the Rong Family's president underwent a drastic change, becoming ruthless and fierce from being coldly indifferent. Rumor had it, the person killed in the accident was the person closest to Rong Mochen's heart. --- Four years later. "Brother, do we really need to find a new boyfriend for Mommy?" The little bun bit his chubby fingers, looking at the little boy beside him who was slightly taller. "Yes." The boy squinted, his gaze coldly fixed on the televised global sensation of the Rong Family's president's luxurious engagement ceremony. "But didn't Brother say that the old man named Rong is our real dad?" Jin Jumo, who had just stepped into the house, was nearly collapsing inside. How did the two little guys know Rong Mochen was...

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.