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Soulmate of the Vampire Prince

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!
Eva_Moon04 · 258.2k Views

INVISIBLE FIGURE

Shanum Asmara, a beautiful 20-year-old college student and orphan, lives independently after her parents passed away. She lives in Jakarta to pursue her education at a public university thanks to a scholarship she earned through hard work and intelligence, while her elderly grandmother lives alone in Yogyakarta, working on a rice farm. Since childhood, Shanum has been accustomed to facing life's difficulties, so she learned various types of martial arts from her grandmother, such as pencak silat, karate, and taekwondo, to be able to protect herself. While living in Jakarta, strange things often happened around Shanum. She felt that she was always accompanied by an invisible figure when she returned to her boarding house alone. When she was bullied by a college friend, the perpetrator suffered a mysterious accident. When she was almost kidnapped by thugs sent by the Rice Lord who wanted to make her his wife, those people also received an unexpected retribution that she couldn't explain. During her college break, Shanum returned to Yogyakarta and told her grandmother about all her experiences. From there, she learned a secret she couldn’t fathom with modern thinking: since childhood, Shanum had been protected by a ghost named Den Mas Alif Bhirawa. Who exactly is Den Mas Alif Bhirawa? Is he merely a guardian, or is there a deeper connection linking him to Shanum? And what is the true purpose behind his constant surveillance and protection of Shanum from the past until now?
Deameriawan · 2k Views

Strictly No OOC! A Demon Lord's Guide to Saving the World (BL)

Tsundere Demon Lord, Yin Wuwang × Aloof Sword Deity, Xie Qingyan The moment Xie Qingyan's sword pierced Yin Wuwang's chest, what flowed out wasn't blood... but text? The next second, the sky split open. A giant hand reached down and plucked the two apex cultivators up like helpless kittens. "Enough fighting! The author got hit by a truck and dropped the book. You two—go patch up the heavens, NOW!" And so, the cultivation world's two most powerful beings were reduced to corporate drones at "The Sky-Mending Station." They were tossed into an abandoned, cliché political intrigue novel and forcibly bound to a sputtering, barely-functional system. The System issued a death-flag mission: TASK: Repair the collapsing plot! WARNING: STRICTLY NO OOC! If any NPC sees through your true identity, the world will be instantly destroyed! And so— Yin Wuwang was forced to play a "hapless scapegoat general who only knows how to shout slogans." Xie Qingyan was forced to play a "low-IQ Regent whose only skill is poisoning people." Faced with a plot riddled with holes and an A.I. (Artificial Idiot) system whose only suggestion is "kill them all," the two max-level powerhouses had no choice but to begin their extreme operation: "Tearing each other apart at court by day. Holding hands to rewrite the script by night." Yin Wuwang: "Fuguang, was my delivery of 'You bastard!' fierce enough just now? The system won't dock points, right?" Xie Qingyan: "...Next time, make your glare sharper. But stop instinctively blocking blades for me." A survival guide for reluctant, non-professional world-saviors. A hilarious heaven-mending journey sustained entirely by sheer acting skills.
YTL165121 · 11.4k 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 · 1.1k Views

Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy
Light_ray · 1.7m Views

My Alpha Husband is a Beast

What happens when the world's deadliest werewolf hunter falls for her most dangerous target? Scarlett Hunter has one rule: never let them live. For nine years, she's been the supernatural world's most feared assassin, hunting down rogue werewolves with ruthless precision. So when she receives a million-dollar contract to capture Alexander Kane—the most powerful Alpha on the West Coast—it should be just another job. But Alexander Kane has a secret that changes everything. Instead of running, he begs her to help him. Cursed to lose his humanity three nights every month, he's desperate enough to trust his life to his would-be killer. The solution lies in Scarlett's blood—literally. Her touch can tame the beast inside him, but the intimacy required creates a dangerous addiction neither of them saw coming. As their blood bond deepens into something far more dangerous than desire, Scarlett discovers the truth about her own mysterious past. She's not just any hunter—she's the last survivor of an extinct werewolf bloodline, and her former mentor has been orchestrating her entire life to harvest her unique genetic gifts. Now caught between the man she's falling for and the mentor who made her everything she is, Scarlett must decide: complete her mission and claim her revenge, or protect the Alpha who's awakened something wild and untamed in her heart. But in a world where love bites back, some contracts are written in blood—and some debts can only be paid with your soul. A steamy paranormal romance featuring a badass female assassin, a cursed billionaire Alpha, and enough sexual tension to set your Kindle on fire. Perfect for fans of Patricia Briggs and Jennifer L. Armentrout.
Mingquan_Ma · 119.9k Views

"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>
DeryaYildirim · 9.9k Views