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The Cartographer Of Forgotten Storms

Twenty-six-year-old Seren Adaeze maps things that don't exist. Not metaphorically. Literally. Since childhood she has been able to see and draw places that haven't been discovered yet rooms inside sealed buildings, corridors beneath the ocean, islands that appear on no chart but hers. She has never told anyone. She takes the visions, renders them in extraordinary detail, sells them as "abstract art," and calls it a living. Then one of her paintings sells at auction for two million euros to a buyer who remains anonymous. Then another. Then another. Then the buyer shows up in person. Lucian Veyne is thirty-five, the reclusive chairman of Veyne Industries a global empire built on deep-sea technology, rare earth mining, and an unnerving pattern of knowing exactly where to dig. He is coldly beautiful, unsettlingly quiet, and looking at Seren like she is a problem he has spent ten years trying to solve. "You painted my island," he tells her. "A place no living person has ever seen. I need to know how." Seren doesn't have an answer. But she has a feeling deep and electric and dangerous that Lucian Veyne isn't entirely surprised by what she can do. That he's been searching for someone exactly like her. And that the island she painted, the one that supposedly doesn't exist, has something inside it that both of them were always meant to find. What follows is a mystery that goes deeper than either of them planned a centuries-old enchantment, a family curse that has hollowed out every Veyne heir before Lucian reached forty, a map that can only be completed by two people together, and a love story that was written into the architecture of the world long before they were born. The magic is real. The danger is real. And Lucian Veyne, for all his billions and his silence and his careful untouchable control, is falling in love with the woman who sees what no one else can which is the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to him.
Sharpiro_Dom · 16.7k Views

Love Beneath Silent Blades

Born as the Crown Princess of the Yu Empire, Yu Shayue dedicated her youth to the strength and survival of her nation. She endured relentless discipline, mastered martial and strategic arts, and sacrificed every fragment of her innocence in service of her family. Yet, in return, she was met not with gratitude, but with betrayal, scorn, and abandonment by those she trusted most. Wronged by her own blood, Shayue casts aside her former loyalty and rises with unyielding determination, to reclaim what was always hers. Her path to power leads her to a perilous alliance: a political marriage to Lin Yechen, the ruthless Crown Prince of the Lin Empire, an empire long bound to hers by generations of hostility and war. Feared for his cold intellect and merciless rule, Lin Yechen is a man whose trust is as dangerous as his enmity. Their union is not one of affection, but of calculated intent,two formidable minds bound by ambition, secrets, and quiet vengeance. Within the treacherous court of the Lin Empire, where every smile conceals a scheme and every step may lead to ruin, Shayue must fight not only for survival, but for control over her fate. Yet, as time unfolds and truths begin to surface, the distance between hostility and understanding begins to blur. In the silence between battles and beneath layers of guarded hearts, something unexpected takes root. What begins as a union of necessity slowly transforms, where suspicion softens into trust, and rivalry gives way to a love neither of them ever sought… nor ever believed they deserved. Will Yu Shayue succeed in reclaiming her destiny without losing herself in the process? And when vengeance and love stand at odds, which path will she choose?
SashaaMoon · 6.2k Views

The Vampire Duke's Witch Pet.

"What happens when the person you were made for is the one person you were never supposed to want?” Lilith never had a life. She even had to forge her own surname "Schze" at the age of 12, because her parents wanted nothing of themselves attached to her. Until one day. Just one day. When everything was too much, and she could no longer deny the fact that she might just be a witch. "A witch." Lilith fell off a cliff. And instead of fighting death, she didn't. She accepted it. But it never felt like death. It was an Arrival. To the Kingdom of Thaloria, where class rules. Class is law. Your class decides your fate, First Class commands, Middle Class endures, Lower Class is forgotten. Mixing between them? Forbidden. Deadly. Lilith, a girl with no rank, dares to challenge it all. Starting with the vampire who claims to own her. Duke Drazeil. That name alone sends chills down the spine. An ancient vampire known to hate witches to his core. No heart, literally. His chest is empty. And those mismatched eyes miss nothing. What happens when the species he hates most turns out to be his fated mate? What happens when the bond is irreversible? And what happens when his so-called pet refuses to be one, because she was never meant to be anyone's pet, talk less of his? She has that fiery nature. Well, you'll never know until you read. Hold my pretty hands as we explore this novel together. _____________________________ "What the hell do you want from me?" Fear gripped Lilith's face as she stared at the man who had just spent a fortune buying her. "What do I want from you, hmmm." Drazeil asked himself the question sarcastically. "I want nothing more than to kill you, no — torture you, burn you alive... oh." Duke Drazeil grinned as he looked at her with disgust. His hand moved slowly, wrapping around her throat, not choking, just claiming. Like she was already his. "But I can't, and that's the most infuriating part." He whispered slowly into her ear, his fangs grazing her neck. Lilith laughed. Not a happy laugh, a short, breathless, disbelieving one. "Funny." She breathed. "Because there's nothing I'd love more than to drive a stake through your heart right now." The Duke pulled back slowly and stared at her. Then he smirked. Mildly amused. "You're welcome to try, but, You'll need something far stronger than a stake to kill me." Then without another word he clasped something cold around her throat, a Moonstone Crimson Red Pendant, a Dragon bound in chains. "Consider that your leash, little witch." Lilith's fingers touched the pendant slowly. She looked down at it, then back up at him. A cold smile on her face despite the fear coursing through her. "Seems I'm not the only one in chains." The Duke's smirk faltered. Just for a second. Then he smiled. Slow. Wide. The kind of creepy smile that had nothing warm in it. The sight of his smile was really terrifying. Lilith swallowed hard.
QueenSteffie_ · 858 Views

Ghost in the palace

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.
Ashima_Mahajan_ · 144.1k Views

Section E India

Aadhya Verma never imagined that one transfer could feel like stepping into an entirely different world. From the simplicity of her village school to the polished chaos of Imperial School of Knowledge, everything feels unfamiliar—too big, too loud, too… much. But the real shock? Section E. The one section everyone avoids. The one filled with boys who don’t follow rules, don’t respect authority, and definitely don’t welcome outsiders. And Aadhya? She’s the only girl there. Surrounded by the most unruly, rebellious boys in the entire school, she quickly realizes this isn’t just about adjusting—it’s about surviving. Leading them is Vivaan Oberoi—arrogant, unpredictable, and dangerously sharp. He doesn’t like change. And he definitely doesn’t like her. What starts as cold hostility soon turns into a battle of egos, words, and wills. Vivaan and his friends make it clear—they want her out. But Aadhya Verma isn’t someone who backs down. With her stubborn resilience, quick wit, and unbreakable spirit, she refuses to leave. Instead, she stands her ground—challenging them, provoking them, and slowly… changing things no one thought could change. Because sometimes, the people who try hardest to push you away… are the ones who end up closest. Amid chaos, clashes, laughter, and unexpected moments, Aadhya finds something she never expected— friendship, belonging… and maybe even love. This Story by title it says it's a remake of Ang mutya ng section E but with an Indian version of it. Just with a few changes. I hope you like it. Offcourse all credits to Ate Lara for this Amazing story line. we love you...
Payal_Goswami_6362 · 19.2k Views

A Rogue For The Quadruplet Alpha's.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.
wealthvera3 · 220.2k Views

The Mistress He Regrets Losing

For three years, Sienna loved a man who would never choose her. Alessandro Castellano kept her tucked away in his penthouse like a secret he was ashamed of—expensive gifts, whispered promises, and late-night confessions that felt real until morning came and he went back to his fiancée. Sienna told herself it was enough. That what they had was love, even if it lived in the shadows. She was wrong. The night she overheard him confirming wedding details with Vanessa, laughing about honeymoon plans while Sienna waited for him in silk lingerie he'd bought her, something inside her finally broke. Not dramatically. Not with screaming or thrown objects. Just quietly, like a door closing on a room she'd never enter again. When Alessandro walked in and saw her packed bags, he didn't believe she'd actually leave. "You'll be back," he said, so certain of his hold on her. "You always come back." But Sienna didn't come back. Six months later, she's not the same woman who cried in his elevator. She's built a life without him—a real career, real friends, therapy sessions that taught her she deserved more than crumbs from a man's table. She's even dating Dante Moretti, the charming businessman who looks at her like she hung the moon and doesn't hide her from the world. There's just one problem. Dante is Alessandro's biggest rival, and he knows exactly who Sienna used to be. Alessandro's perfect life, meanwhile, is crumbling. His marriage to Vanessa is a cold business transaction that leaves him hollow. Every woman he looks at reminds him of Sienna. Every night feels empty. He thought he could have it all—the socialite wife his family demanded and the woman who actually made him feel alive on the side. Turns out, you can't have it both ways. When he sees Sienna again at a gallery opening, transformed and glowing on another man's arm, something primal awakens in him. She's not his secret anymore. She's not his at all. And for the first time in his privileged life, Alessandro understands what it means to lose something irreplaceable. He'll do anything to win her back. Burn down his marriage. Destroy his reputation. Fight his own family. Prove he's not the same coward who let her go. But Sienna's not the desperate girl who waited by the phone anymore. She's found her power, her voice, her spine. And watching Alessandro grovel? There's a dark satisfaction in that she probably shouldn't enjoy as much as she does. The thing is, hearts don't follow logic. Chemistry doesn't care about self-respect. And when Alessandro looks at her with those desperate, hungry eyes and says, "I was a fool, and I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you"—part of her wants to believe him. Part of her still loves him. But love isn't always enough, is it? Not when trust is shattered. Not when Dante's offering her stability and devotion without games. Not when Alessandro's vengeful soon-to-be-ex-wife is determined to destroy anyone he cares about. Sienna has to choose: the dangerous, intoxicating man who broke her heart but might have actually changed, or the safer path with a man who's never made her cry. Except Dante has secrets too. And Sienna's about to learn that sometimes the person who seems perfect is just better at hiding their flaws. In a world of billion-dollar business deals, family expectations, and old grudges, Sienna's caught in the middle of a war she never asked to fight. Both men claim they love her. Both men want to possess her. But this time, Sienna's not anyone's prize to win. This time, she gets to decide her own worth. And whoever ends up with her heart will have to earn every single piece of it—because she's done giving herself away to men who don't understand what they have until it's gone.
2game · 23.7k Views

Billion Dollar Regrets: 21 Nights of Payback

THE WOMAN HE DESTROYED IS BACK—AND SHE'S BRINGING HIM TO HIS KNEES Three years ago, Aria Kane was a naive businesswoman who fell hard for billionaire Damien Cross. Their chemistry was explosive. Their passion was all-consuming. She thought she'd found her soulmate. She was wrong. Damien seduced her for one reason: to steal her family's proprietary business intelligence. He used her love as a weapon, extracted every secret, and then discarded her like trash. Within months, her father's company was bankrupt. Her father took his own life. Aria lost everything—her family, her home, her future. She spent three years barely surviving, doing whatever it took to stay alive, burning with a rage that never dimmed. Now, everything has changed. Aria's estranged grandfather—a corporate titan she never knew—has died and left her his billion-dollar empire. Overnight, she transforms from powerless victim to one of the most powerful CEOs in the country. And she has one target in her sights: Damien Cross. While she was clawing her way up, Damien's empire has been crumbling. Bad deals. Betrayed alliances. A loveless engagement to a manipulative socialite. Unknown to him, Aria has been systematically destroying his business from the shadows. Now he's desperate, vulnerable, and backed into a corner. That's when Aria makes her move. She summons him to her office with an offer he can't refuse: She has evidence of all his illegal dealings—insider trading, corporate espionage, fraud. One phone call to the authorities and he's finished. His company collapses. His freedom disappears. Everything he built turns to ash. Unless he agrees to her terms. 21 nights. Complete submission. No limits. No safe words. No mercy. For 21 nights, Damien must surrender himself completely to Aria's control. She'll decide what happens, where it happens, and how far it goes. She'll strip away his power, his pride, and every defense he's ever built. He'll do whatever she commands—in the boardroom and the bedroom. Humiliation. Submission. Pleasure denied. Control surrendered. In exchange, she'll save his company and destroy the evidence against him. But revenge is never simple. As the nights progress, the power dynamic shifts in unexpected ways. Damien reveals he was trapped by his own cruel father, forced to betray Aria or watch his mother die. Aria discovers that surviving her trauma left scars that still bleed. The chemistry between them—the explosive, undeniable passion—never died. Someone is watching them. Dangerous enemies from Damien's past emerge. His father will kill to maintain control. His vindictive fiancée will destroy them both. And Aria's grandfather's death may not have been natural. As corporate warfare escalates into actual danger, Aria and Damien must navigate a minefield of trust issues, explosive secrets, and feelings neither wanted to face. She's supposed to hate him. He's supposed to grovel. Neither expected to fall in love—again. The 21-night countdown is ticking. Boundaries will be shattered. Secrets will explode. And by the final night, everything will change. Because the opposite of love isn't hate—it's indifference. And what burns between Aria and Damien is anything but indifferent.
2game · 18k Views