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Sovereign Devotion

In a world ruled by wealth, power, and intelligence, Anastasia Raventhorn Vasiliev is untouchable. The sole heir of the 1st and 3rd richest families in the world, she is a goddess in both beauty and mind—a cruel angel whose very existence commands reverence. The world bows at her feet, yet she walks it alone, indifferent to the love and admiration of countless suitors. For her, emotions are a game, and life is a battlefield where only the strong survive. And then, there is Vincent Blackwood. The second son of the 2nd richest family, he was born to rule but willingly abandoned his throne. An unfathomable genius, a rising star, and the son of the world’s most ruthless mafia king, he could have had everything—except the one thing he truly wanted. Anastasia. He loved her to the point of madness, but love was never enough. He chased, he worshipped, he bled for her. And still, she remained untouched, distant, looking down at him as though he were nothing but an afterthought. Yet Vincent was never meant to be second. Not in life, not in power, and certainly not in her heart. If she would not come to him, then he would shatter the world until she had no choice but to see him. If she refused to be his, then he would become hers—mind, body, and soul. He would break himself, ruin himself, lose everything… until she could no longer deny that he belonged to her. But when a god falls for a goddess, is it love… or is it war? "Sovereign Devotion"—a tale of obsession, power, and a love that defies fate itself.
Elvira_ · 75.3k Views

Blood in the Hollow

When Rebecca Earl arrives in Hollows Edge, South Carolina, she is searching for a fresh start after the collapse of her marriage. The small town seems idyllic at first too idyllic. Everyone is friendly, polite, and almost unnervingly welcoming, but beneath the charm lies an unspoken current of secrecy. Rebecca accepts a position at the local clinic, where she works under the care of Dr. Greyson Edgeworth, a gentle old physician whose family name carries centuries of weight. But it is his grandson, Nathaniel Edgeworth handsome, enigmatic, and unsettlingly watchful eye who stirs feelings Rebecca can’t explain. The Edgeworth family built Hollows Edge, and though time has passed, their influence still pulses in every corner of town. When Rebecca begins renting a historic house on the edge of town, she discovers a shocking connection it once belonged to her grandmother, Tina Weatherman, a woman long whispered about but never seen again after she vanished from Hollows Edge decades earlier. The revelation deepens when Star Berkshire, the town’s gregarious realtor and café owner, hints that Tina’s name still lingers in records and that an estranged Weatherman brother, Thomas, still lives as a recluse nearby. As Rebecca digs into her grandmother’s disappearance, she finds herself entangled in a dangerous legacy, one that ties the Weathermans to the Edgeworths and binds Hollows Edge together with secrets buried deep in its soil. The closer she comes to the truth, the closer she drifts into Nathaniel’s orbit a man who may be her protector, her undoing, or both. In a town where every smile hides a story and every shadow whispers a warning, Rebecca must decide if Hollows Edge will become her sanctuary… or her grave.
Mary_Patterson_9416 · 1.1k Views

Lookism [Fan-made]

Read the Whole Synopsis ↓ "He has no gang. No records. No fear. Just silence... and power." A new storm brews in Korea’s underground — and it's not from any known crew. Yuujin Jin, a quiet, expressionless drifter with a scar across his chest and eyes colder than death itself, has suddenly appeared during the chaos of the Incheon conflict. No one knows where he came from — only that he fights with terrifying precision, moves like a phantom, and hits with enough force to stop a heart. Rumors call him “The Ghost.” and "The Perfect Bastard." Some say he fought Gun Park once… and won. Others whisper that even James Lee is watching him closely. He doesn’t talk much. He doesn’t show emotion. But when he steps into a fight — everything changes. Martial artists freeze. Killers hesitate. Because Yuujin doesn’t fight to win. He fights to end. Now, as the balance of power shifts in Seoul, and rival factions collide, one thing is certain: A new monster has entered the game. • • • ♦→Atleast 1 Chapter would be uploaded every day. ♥→I would try to make every chapter more than 500 words, in other words, 3500+ words/week ♠→No kind of Smut,Harem,Pervy stuff ♣→Story won't only revolve around Main Character i.e Yuujin Jin ♦′→Use of Ai in the starting Chapters to proofread has been done ♥′→Story would progress, not slow but steady ♠′→Comments and Review would be appreciated ♣′→Every Thing would be explained with Reasons in the story. •This Story is written by my perspective of Lookism. •Character's Personality might be different than of the original, to get submitted to the story. Enjoy 'n Comment^_^ Peace† [This does not follow Cannon] [Many OC , artwork will be provided] [Not a Translation. Original Work] [This doesn't follow cannon as this story is mainly after the Incheon Arc]
Kushagra_Yhom_2329 · 102.5k Views

Miho the Killer

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul. ------ “Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.” ------ As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered. Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter. A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. Together we laughed, alone I cried. Together we laughed, alone I cried. But I think we also loved. I think. ------ This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t. Discord: https://discord.gg/YpcBDck4Be
Toobo · 182.3k Views