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Sangravyn : - Destiny is written in blood

“Some flames are born to consume the heart before it even learns to love.” In the world of Sangravyn, kingdoms stand tall and magnificent, their courts filled with power, tradition, and ancient pride. To ordinary eyes, the world appears stable and prosperous. Yet beneath that shining surface lies a truth buried for centuries—an unseen force that has quietly manipulated rulers, erased history, and shaped the destiny of nations from the shadows. Princess Lythera Veinsong, heir of the Valerith kingdom, has never been a typical royal. Curious, compassionate, and unafraid to question authority, she believes that a crown should protect people rather than simply rule them. What she does not know is that her bloodline carries an ancient prophecy—one that speaks of a flame born from blood, destined to awaken truth and challenge the darkness controlling the world. Far from the palace lives Veydran Noctalis, a disciplined and perceptive young warrior raised in secrecy and quiet preparation. Trained to see what others overlook, he senses that the world is slowly moving toward a dangerous turning point. When fate finally brings Lythera and Veydran together, their meeting becomes the spark that begins to disturb the fragile balance of power. What begins as cautious understanding slowly grows into trust, friendship, and a bond capable of inspiring others to stand beside them. As hidden conspiracies begin to surface and forgotten histories return to light, they discover that the prophecy of “destiny written in blood” is not about destruction. It speaks of something far greater—the courage to stand for truth, the unity that forms between hearts, and the strength that appears when people refuse to surrender to corruption. Surrounded by allies who share their desire for change, Lythera and Veydran ignite a movement that challenges the systems controlling their world. Yet the forces they oppose have ruled from the shadows for centuries and will not surrender their power without a fight. In a world where betrayal can hide behind loyalty and love itself can become a dangerous weakness, one question remains: When the flame of truth finally rises, will unity and courage be strong enough to rewrite destiny… or will the darkness extinguish the light before it ever learns to burn?
ISHIRA_CHATTERJEE · 6.7k Views

Cursed And Kept

The curse was supposed to kill him. Instead, it trapped him with the one person who might ruin him completely. Seraphine has a rule: never perform magic she can't undo. She breaks it on a stormy night when a half-dead knight crashes through her garden fence and radiates the darkest curse she has ever seen. She means to stabilize him. Buy him time. Send him on his way. Instead, she accidentally binds the curse remnant to her own hearth magic — and now Sir Aldric, the Crown's most feared former knight, cannot leave her cottage without the curse resuming its slow, deliberate work of erasing him. He is furious. She is inconvenienced. The storage room is small and he reorganizes everything without asking and calls her remedies folk nonsense while quietly taking every single one she leaves for his pain. She was supposed to be temporary. He was supposed to leave. Neither of those things is happening. As weeks bleed into months, the rules they set dissolve one by one — in stolen glances across a firelit kitchen, in nightmares neither talks about, in the terrible softness of a man who fixes broken things without being asked and a woman who leaves the light on for people who are lost. But the curse has a source. A mage named Vorren who did not choose cruelty without reason. And the longer the tether holds, the more it takes from her — quietly, the way grief does, draining the warmth she has spent her whole life choosing. Aldric would rather finish dying than let her pay that cost. Seraphine would rather burn every rule she has than let him. Cursed and Kept is a slow burn dark fantasy romance about two people who are each other's shelter before they are each other's choice — and the agonizing, beautiful space between those two things. *** Novel Tags: #SlowBurn #ForcedProximity #GrumpySunshine #DarkFantasyRomance #CursedHero #HedgeWitch #EnemiestoLovers #FoundFamily #ForcedCohabitation #SteamyRomance #EmotionalDepth #FantasyRomance #GrumpyMLSoftFL #CottageCore
Diaval_ · 411 Views

Divine Justice: daughters of the underworld.

Three Kenyan mafia heiresses run a vigilante operation by night, hunting abusers the law won't touch. By day, they're fighting battles of their own. Luna Nia Muriithi is dying from the eating disorder her ex gave her. When she beats her best friend's abuser with a dildo, her parents hire Alaric De Luca—her former professor who disappeared four years ago—as her bodyguard. Luna tests whether he finds her disgusting or desirable by stripping naked, masturbating while he listens, demanding he touch her broken body. But when her heart stops and she wakes in a hospital, she must choose: keep weaponizing sexuality to feel powerful, or do the terrifying work of actually healing. Rielle Neema Wangui escaped an abusive relationship that left her shattered. Now she's the Lawyer from Hell, destroying men in court while rebuilding herself in therapy. Atticus De Luca has been following her for a year, too terrified to approach the fierce woman who makes him forget how to breathe. When he finally asks her out, Elle must decide if she can trust a man again—especially one from the family that controls half of Nairobi's underworld. Darcy Malkia Waweru is a trauma surgeon who broke her cheating ex's legs and vowed never to let men control her. When Julian Kimani—her ex's uncle, forty years old and unapologetically direct—tells her point-blank that he wants her, Darcy panics. She's always been the one in control, choosing men for mutual benefit and nothing more. But Julian doesn't need her to protect him or make decisions for him. He knows what he wants. And that terrifies her. Three women learning that justice for others means nothing if you can't save yourself. Three men willing to wait, to fight, to love them through the messy, non-linear work of healing. Set in Nairobi's criminal elite where therapy sessions follow beatdowns with baseball bats, and love means staying when someone shows you their absolute worst. Content warnings: Eating disorders (graphic), domestic violence, emotional abuse, PTSD, explicit sexual content, vigilante violence, medical trauma.
Mercy_Macharia · 1.4k Views

Reborn in the 90s: The Fat Girl’s System Blessed Life

Jiang Yanyan had it all in her previous life beauty, talent, fame, and a promising future. But fate was cruel. One tragic accident snatched her life away, leaving her dreams unfinished and her heart shattered. When she awakens, it isn’t in the life she knew. She has transmigrated into the body of Liu Meilin, a fat, ridiculed girl living in a small 90s village, despised by neighbors, shunned by the boys she admired, and carrying a reputation that had once been her curse. Yet Yanyan is not the same girl. With memories, skills, and talents from her past life — as a chef, beauty queen, and fashion designer — and aided by a mysterious system with hidden powers, she sees the chance to rewrite not only her own destiny but the fate of the family who once struggled in poverty. She begins by healing her family, earning their love and loyalty, even from sisters-in-law who once despised her. She creates the most exquisite dishes in the community, builds a thriving food empire, and gradually transforms herself — proving that strength, charm, and beauty come in many forms. But power and beauty attract enemies. A vicious woman, obsessed with the male lead, seeks to destroy her, blaming her for false scandals and plotting murder. And the male lead — a mysterious, wealthy man from the city, living quietly in the countryside — struggles with jealousy, fearing he is too old and ordinary for her. Yet he loves her fiercely, trusts her fully, and fights for her when danger looms. Through heartbreak, gossip, rivalry, and triumph, Yanyan’s journey is one of courage, determination, and love. From the mud of her beginnings to the majesty of her empire, she will fight to claim happiness, loyalty, and a life she deserves. Will she rise above the hatred and challenges to find love, wealth, and family harmony? And when the story ends, with twins cradled in her arms and her family and lover by her side, Yanyan will prove that destiny can always be rewritten even for the girl who was once despised.
Moonlitheart · 13.4k Views

Regression: I Claim Everything

First enjoy all the free chapters like a proper connoisseur before you even think of continuing or quitting! Add this masterpiece to your library right now, without overthinking like a confused movie hero in the interval scene. Trust me, the moment you dive into these pages, you won’t feel regret — only a growing addiction stronger than late-night street food cravings. Soon you yourself will stand up like a proud witness and praise the charm, the drama, the emotions… and of course, the stunning beauties hidden within the story. So don’t delay, don’t play hard to get — just start reading and let the full cinematic magic unfold. And when you realise how irresistible it is… remember this evil laughter echoing in the background — Bwahahahaha “What the hell—?!” Arahan jolted awake. This wasn’t his room. This wasn’t his body. Just hours ago, he had been a 30-year-old professor—one of the youngest lecturers in a prestigious college. An orphan who built everything from nothing. At twenty-five, he had already achieved what many couldn’t in a lifetime. A stable career. Respect. Wealth. A wedding with a beautiful bride from a good family. For once, life had finally begun to smile at him. And then, a drunk rich brat speeding his Thar at 220 km/h from the wrong side of the road. A flash of headlights. A scream of metal. Darkness. Arahan died on the roadside like a stray animal. And the worst part? He knew the culprit would never be punished. Money would bury the case. Power would twist the law. Justice was a luxury for the poor. But what hurt even more was not the injustice. It was a regret. He had lived responsibly. Too responsible. He never dated. Never partied. Never had Sex. Never travelled. Never loved recklessly. Never indulged. He chased stability. He chased respect. He chased a “good future.” And died before he could live. A virgin. A man who never tasted freedom. A man who never claimed what he desired. A man who never enjoyed the forbidden pleasure. But fate was not finished with him. When Arahan opened his eyes again— He was back. This time, he won’t live cautiously. This time, he won’t let power crush him. This time, he won’t die powerless. Wealth. Influence. Pleasure. Revenge. In this life, Arahan will claim everything.
Cultivator_Arahan · 25.1k Views

Different Paths

Ethan Zhao, son of Victoria Zhao, the Undersecretary of New Atlantis, is seen by others as: Have you ever seen a transport ship? The kind that carries star core energy crystals? You know how alluring it is, and you know it's heavily armed. But with Ava Lin: he seems rather naive, like someone who, amidst a feast of seafood every day, suddenly discovers a unique ear of corn—rare and exciting. But corn is everywhere, costing two dollars a piece. Ava Lin, from the town of Willow Creek on Koso (a little-known asteroid in the northwest corner of the Alliance), is seen by others as: ...well, too ordinary; it's hard for others to remember her. But if someone points out, "It's that girl who always wears a gray school uniform with 'Gifford High' printed on the back," others might suddenly realize, "Oh, it's her. She's quite tall, average-looking, and she stutters." But in Ethan Zhao's eyes: a rare person who practices what they preach, someone who wouldn't let others down, a smart and courageous person, someone whose criteria for choosing a partner are hard to find in this galaxy, a cold and scummy person... A special reminder: in this interstellar parallel world: university dorm assignments are done by drawing lots, and students from different majors live together; high school is four years; university is six years, with no distinction between undergraduate, graduate, or doctoral programs; students don't have summer vacations (the author's words are simply inhuman).
DaoistpA7Pho · 5.4k Views

Her Name Awakens a Slumbering Fate

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.
AweQoolT · 17.2k Views