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The Duke's Unwanted Second Wife

Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.
Kn_star8 · 182 Views

The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed broken, medicated, and alone. She is told her life ended weeks ago. Her fiancé stands beside her and calmly explains that they broke up before the accident. That the separation was mutual. That he stayed only out of decency. He is already with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and he speaks as if this has always been the truth. The room accepts it. Doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion. Nurses soften their voices. The same explanation is repeated with quiet confidence until it begins to sound official. Documented. Settled. Then Willow looks to the one person who might contradict him. He does not. Her fiancé’s closest friend who despises her, says nothing. He simply nods once. A small, controlled gesture that confirms everything without saying a word. With that, the past closes. Every detail they recount contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks erased. Conversations rewritten. A relationship reassigned without her consent. If she protests, she will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. She will sound unstable. Emotional. Confused. So she stays silent. And in that silence, something colder begins to form. Why would her fiancé need the past rewritten now, when she cannot safely object. Why would his closest friend choose this moment to agree. And what was decided about her while she lay unconscious. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance. Some knives do not need to be seen. They cut because no one hears them move.
dr_ban99 · 65.1k Views

Isn't the thing you call Electricity... Magicka?

When a 21-year-old Electrical Engineering student wakes up in the icy lands of Winterhold, she finds herself dressed in modern school clothes amid a medieval world that doesn’t know the concept of electricity—only “Magicka.” Rescued by a kind local family, she soon realizes her knowledge of the real world gives her the power to bend magic in ways no one else can imagine. Guided to the mysterious College of Winterhold, she begins her journey of discovery—learning Tamriel’s secrets, mastering magical energy, and applying her engineering expertise to revolutionize the city. From storing and transmitting Magicka to powering streetlights and mechanical devices, she turns Winterhold into the first fully “Electricity-powered” city—though the locals only see it as magic. Along the way, she meets a mysterious Dragonborn who seems strangely familiar. Together, they went on epic adventures across Skyrim, battling dragons, uncovering ancient prophecies, and ultimately confronting Hermaeus Mora, discovering truths about the Godhead and CHIM itself. But the deeper they go, the closer they come to existential crisis—and to becoming Zero-Sum. As the line between magic and reality blurs, the truth is revealed: she never left the real world. The snowy lands of Winterhold, the dragons, and her fantastical inventions were all part of a full-dive VR simulation designed to save her life. With only months to live, she had chosen to experience a lifetime of discovery, innovation, and adventure in accelerated time. Now, awakened, she and her Dragonborn companion must bring their virtual ingenuity to the real world, carrying the lessons of a magical city powered by her knowledge of electricity. Isn’t What You Call Electricity… Magicka? is an epic tale of adventure, romance, and self-discovery, blending the thrill of fantasy with the logic of science—where magic and engineering meet in an unforgettable journey.
BlueEnigmaaa · 85 Views

MHA || Of Blood and Joy

Since the day she remembers, In her first life, She lived as a ruthless killer. for Thousands of years she killed and killed, Becoming the Most Heinous Criminal in the Whole Soul Society After an incident, she decided to drop the mantle of a killer, and dedicate her life in the pursuit of healing, though even in that regard, her end goal was for battle and killing In her second life, She decided to let go of violence entirely, deciding to become a complete protector, wanting to see what life would give other than an end she made herself a family, lived her life in modesty, and died peacefully. surrounded by her off springs who mourned her passing in all her 80 years Reincarnating in that second life, not once could she find joy in what she did. her 80 years of life was dull. the only saving grace and perhaps 'supernatural' phenomena was the existence of 'TV shows' that depicted her 'First Life' as a show. it was the only thing that ever shocked, fascinated, and made her question her existence in all her new 80 years of life once she died, she did not turn into nothingness, as if her soul is CURSED to walk the MEGAVERSE for Eternity what would she, 'Unohana Retsu', The 'First Kenpachi', Worlds greatest and strongest Swordmaster, do in her Third life, Reincarnated in a world worshipped by the Idea of 'Heroism' and frown upon by the idea of 'Using power for the sake of power' The Tables have turned now. there is a new, more ruthless than anyone, player on the chess board now what will she do, in this Third life of hers ■□■□■□■□■ Author here. This book was created for me to participate in the 'Fanfic Fiesta' event. Don't worry though, for i will see to its end even if we don't win the event or even after it Updates are scheduled from Monday till Friday, one chapter per day. each chapter shall have at least 2.5 k word count or above Thank you for giving my book a try. The cover for this book does not belong to me, nor does MHA which was written by Kōhei Horikoshi. thank you for this wonderful work Please Enjoy my Fanfic Additional Tags: #Strong MC, #Female MC (If you haven't figured out already from Synopsis), #Slight AU because of MC's family
FlamesOfChange · 106.6k Views

My Dear Cold-blooded Husband

MATURE CONTENT: The content of this novel is not suitable for readers under the age 18 I thought I was finally choosing my own life—graduation behind me, the future ahead, and a man I believed I loved waiting at the altar. I was wrong. The truth shattered everything I thought I knew: my stepbrother didn’t protect me—he sold me. A debt he couldn’t pay, sealed with my name, my body, my future. And the man I was promised to? Sinclair Kavanagh. A government-sanctioned assassin. A ghost wrapped in human skin. A man I had once seen kill without hesitation—and without remorse. I am not only afraid of what Sinclair does for a living. I am terrified of what he wants from me. His attention isn’t affection. His desire isn’t love. It’s possession—cold, calculated, inescapable. He watches me like a target. Claims me like a contract. And no matter how hard I fight, how far I run, the truth remains the same: Sinclair Kavanagh does not let go. He is ruthless in his work, brutal in his methods, and utterly unhinged in his obsession with me. And when I realize that marriage to him is not a choice but a sentence, I begin to wonder if death is the only form of escape left. Because being Sinclair Kavanagh’s wife may be far more terrifying than being his victim. ~ Short Excerpt (Sinclair’s Dialogue): “I’ve ended wars with a single bullet, Daphne. Do you really think I’d fail to keep what belongs to me?” “You cannot escape what belongs to you. I am yours, Daphne. Irrevocably. Obsessively. Until the sun burns out and time decays. 'Til death do us part?' No, my sweet... death is far too kind for what I intend to do with you.” Disclaimer: Cover image is not mine, credit to the rightful owner
Faith_Olumide_8609 · 684 Views

Sold To Mafia Don

Isabella Martinez’s life shatters in one night. Dragged from her waitress job by loan sharks, she’s thrown onto an auction stage and sold like property to pay her father’s five-million-dollar gambling debt. Terrified and powerless, she watches as wealthy men bid on her future until HE walks in. Dante Moretti. The most dangerous man in New York. A billionaire mafia don who built a twelve-billion-dollar empire on blood and fear. When his cold grey eyes lock on hers, everything changes. He bids ten million dollars without hesitation, buying her in front of everyone. Bella expects horror. Expects to become his slave, his toy, his victim. Instead, she discovers something far more dangerous: Dante Moretti has a code. He protects women and children. He kills traitors without mercy but honors loyalty above all. And despite his brutality, despite the violence she witnesses, despite every reason she should run she’s falling for the devil who bought her. But loving a mafia king comes with deadly consequences. The Russian mob wants revenge. A traitor within Dante’s own family wants him dead. And Bella now seen as his greatest weakness becomes the target of every enemy he’s ever made. Forced to choose between the innocent girl she was and the warrior she needs to become, Bella must learn to fight, to kill, and to embrace the darkness. Because in Dante’s world, there are only two options: become the mafia queen who stands beside him… Or die. From sold at auction to ruling an empire. From victim to queen. From captive to the most dangerous woman in the underworld. This is the story of a girl who was bought for five million dollars and became worth five billion. Welcome to the mafia. Welcome to love. Welcome to war.
Bestbabe · 12.5k Views

Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’
K1ERA · 555.5k Views