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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 212.9k Views

Notes Between Seasons

Anya, 28, carries an air of quiet resilience beneath her graceful exterior. With olive-toned skin, soft black waves, and deep green-hazel eyes, she moves through life with gentle confidence, her delicate floral dresses and matching earrings reflecting her understated strength. Balancing university lectures and restaurant shifts, Anya’s world is a delicate dance of responsibilities, yet her heart harbors untold stories memories and feelings she guards closely. Elias, in his early thirties, is the embodiment of poised elegance. Tall and fair-skinned, with piercing ice-blue eyes that seem to see straight through the surface, he exudes a calm power and precision shaped by his senior role in corporate management. Behind his minimalist style and commanding presence lies a man who has built walls around himself, wary of letting anyone close. Their worlds collide unexpectedly on a crisp spring evening at the restaurant where Anya works. The sight of her in casual attire, her hair loose and framing her face softly, captures Elias’s attention like nothing before. For Anya, seeing Elias a figure from headquarters, calm yet intense stirs emotions she hadn’t expected to confront while juggling her busy schedule. As their encounters grow from silent, stolen moments to hesitant conversations, both must navigate the complexities of their lives Anya’s demanding shifts and personal struggles, Elias’s corporate pressures and guarded heart. A shared ride to the train station, gentle teasing, and quiet confessions slowly chip away at the walls between them. Set against the backdrop of everyday challenges and small moments of connection, their story unfolds as a tender exploration of trust, vulnerability, and the courage it takes to rewrite one’s own story. “Silent Collisions” is a romance about two souls learning that sometimes love comes not in grand gestures, but in the quietest, most unexpected encounters.
Sienna_B04 · 6.2k Views

Beneath The Rivalry

Elena Moore enters Langston University with one goal: to excel. With a journalism scholarship and a coveted spot on the campus dance team, she has no time for nonsense—especially not from arrogant, smooth-talking basketball players who think the world revolves around them. But when she crosses paths with Aiden Cole—Langston’s star athlete and notorious campus flirt—her quiet plans take an unexpected detour. From their first encounter, Elena and Aiden are enemies in every sense. He mocks her, she challenges him, and sparks fly in all the wrong directions. But everything changes when they’re forced to work together on a semester-long debate project. The rivalry intensifies—until their arguments start to blur with undeniable chemistry. As late-night study sessions turn into lingering conversations and unspoken tension, Aiden finds himself drawn to the one girl who sees through his charm. And Elena begins to realize that beneath Aiden’s confident front is someone surprisingly real—and unexpectedly kind. But neither of them dares to admit the truth: they’re falling. Haunted by their own fears and hiding their feelings to protect their fragile friendship, both Elena and Aiden struggle to navigate the space between enemies and something more. As their bond deepens, Aiden’s flirtatious ways fade, replaced by a quiet protectiveness that catches Elena off guard. What he doesn’t know is that she’s hiding feelings of her own—and it’s only a matter of time before they both break. Meanwhile, Elena’s best friend, Rose, starts her own love story with Jordan, Aiden’s teammate—a boy who slowly but surely teaches her what it means to be seen, heard, and loved. With family, friendship, competition, and dreams at stake, Beneath the Rivalry is a sprawling, emotional university romance episodes filled with laughter, longing, heartbreak, and healing. What began as a feud becomes a slow-burning love story that neither saw coming—and one neither of them will ever forget. ---
Loving_Randy · 3.6k Views

The Alien and the Cursed Star

Nathaniel, the Alien: Nathaniel was no ordinary resident here on earth. He is an alien with the ability to teleport, hear ringing sounds, and stop time for a minute. He had not chosen Earth as his home but he was drawn to chaotic world of earth with these mixed human emotions. Nathaniel had a unique gift: he could feel the emotions of those around him that often left him overwhelmed in the crowded city. One evening, as Nathaniel returned to his condo, he felt a surge of sadness and frustration coming from the building. It was intense and he knew it was coming from a new resident. Deciding to investigate, he went outside and found the source of the noise—a door next to him. A new neighbor. Sabrina, the Cursed Star: Sabrina was a woman of many talents. In her twenties, she was a vibrant writer, fashionista, model, dancer, and singer. She was a very loud person. However, as the evening progressed, she inexplicably aged into her fifty—a curse placed upon her by someone who had felt slighted by her success and confidence. This curse had turned her life into a cycle of highs and lows, where she lived two different lives every single day. The curse had strained her relationships, especially with her family. Just that morning, her mother had texted her, calling her a "dumb person" for getting into trouble again. The harsh words had stung, adding to her emotional burden. The Encounter: On her first night in her new condo, Sabrina tried to drown her sorrows by singing. Her voice, beautiful yet filled with sadness, echoed through the halls. She sang song after song, hoping to find some solace in the music. Nathaniel, sensitive to the emotional turmoil, decided to intervene. He teleported to her door and knocked. Sabrina, startled, opened the door to find a handsome young man with an otherworldly aura. "You know, I can't sleep. Your voice is quite loud," his voice was cold. He saw a lady with shades on, holding a microphone, hair is messy despite having a hat covering her head. Sabrina looked at him, surprised. Her day had been quite tough, and her only stress reliever was to sing tonight. "Oh, am I not allowed to just relieve? My mom told me I am dumb, my management told me I suck in dancing" she replied, her eyes are red shown she cried before. "Even just for this singing, I suck. Oh, but thank you, I am having a tough day." As they continue to collide in unexpected ways, a strange connection begins to form.
Jisoo_Yaaa · 2.8k Views

From Villain to Virtual Sweetheart: The Fake Heir’s Grand Scheme(BL)

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.
Akina_nass67 · 707.8k Views

Velvet Chains: Painted by His Touch

She came to Florence to paint her way out of grief. He offered her a contract to keep emotions out. But what begins as a deal built on control soon becomes a war of silence, obsession—and surrender. Aanya Roy, an Indian artist haunted by loss, arrives in Florence with a sketchbook and a name whispered in art circles. She doesn't paint to be seen. She paints because it’s the only way she feels alive. Leonhart Moretti is a billionaire forged by tragedy. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. Women are part of a system: contracts, limits, rules. No emotion. No deviation. Until her. When Aanya uploads a blank canvas as a response to his challenge, it isn't defiance—it's art. It's her refusal to be tamed. Intrigued beyond reason, Leonhart offers her a 90-day contract: complete creative freedom in his studio. But beneath the surface lies another game—one of dominance, surrender, and unraveling control. In a city that worships beauty and secrets, how far can two broken souls go before the lines between art and desire, power and love, are blurred beyond recognition? R18 (Explicit Content) Contains mature themes including psychological tension, erotic content, dominance/submission, and emotional trauma. Reader discretion advised. Author's Note: This is not just a billionaire romance. This is about silence as power. Touch as art. And what happens when control becomes devotion. For readers who love slow-burn tension, flawed but brilliant leads, and emotionally layered storytelling—welcome to Florence.
Aria_Devereaux · 10.3k Views

The Devil's Betrothed

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty
Mynovel20 · 4.8m Views

The Apothecary and the Cursed Prince

In the crumbling Kingdom of Valon, haunted by the remnants of a shadow realm long forgotten, Eleonora is an apothecary—capable of healing both bodies and souls with her unique gift. Shunned by her village for a crime she never committed, Eleonora lives a quiet life on the outskirts, brewing potions and tending wounds. So when she comes across an injured soldier in the dead of the night—stabbed, poisoned, and left there to die—Eleonora doesn't think much before bringing him back to her little cottage. Her world is upended when the mysterious stranger turns out to be the Crown Prince of Valon, infamous for his cruel and merciless ways. Feared for his brilliance, whispered about his indifference, and followed by rumours darker than the shadows at his back, Callahan Ashbourne is a man who plays people like chess pieces. He's a master strategist at work. A cloaked wielder of dark forces. His cursed powers transcend the living. He's everything she is meant to fear. Eleonora avoids the nobles just as fire avoids water. But when Prince Callahan starts to take an interest in her, she realizes her days are numbered and her life span significantly reduced. He speaks in riddles. He tests her limits. And with every encounter, it becomes harder to tell if he's protecting her—or pulling her into something she won't survive. But Eleonora is not so easily played. And as the lines between captor and confidant begin to blur, she must decide whether the prince’s interest is a calculated threat… or something far more dangerous. Because in a kingdom where magic is forbidden and power is the deadliest currency, one woman who wants nothing to do with the throne might be the only thing standing between a prince and the ruin he was born to bring.
Author_Lia_08 · 36.1k Views

Arthur; Her Omega Husband

[Female Alpha× Male omega] ................................................. Arthur watched as the gaze of the alpha in front of him not moving the slightest as she then grinned, making him heat up and blush, forcing him to look away from her dangerously beautiful face. And then, she spoke, her eyes obsessively wandering around his lips now, making Arthur feel like he might burn away from just the gaze of those eyes alone. "So, you agreed to marry me?" "Mm." "I want words, love." "Y-yeah." Arthur couldn't help but stutter out of nowhere. "That's more like it. Use that sweet voice of yours more, sweetheart. Understood?" "Y-yeah." He stuttered again. "And it should be louder in bed, got it love?" "Th-Hic!" Arthur suddenly hiccupped and covered his mouth hurriedly, secretly glancing at her but locking eyes accidently, making him feel even more miserable now. God he can't really blush any more than this. He was exhausted just being at her gaze already. Why was she so perfect and hot and sexy and breathtakingly beautiful and intimidating? 'God, this woman...' "You know what, my love? Blushing and looking at me like that...I don't know how I am holding back from just throwing you into a wall and fucking your brains out and making you a complete breathless mess." Her beath was heavy and Arthur knew. She meant it all. She was serious. And he was into it...very much. His eyes must have sparkled with the excitement as she then smirked, leaning close to him. And then she whispered. "You are going to be the death of me Arthur. I swear to god I am going to make you the happiest omega alive." * * * Note: Omegaverse Female Alpha × Male Omega And, yes, that alpha here has a cock. (If you are not a fan of this trope, then please don't move further. I already warned you, so don't complain later. Thank you.) (I don't own the cover art.)
Sweet_Vanilla553 · 10.7k Views

I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!

She applied for a simple teaching job. She ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life
dYdairy_002 · 79.7k Views