healing

[Mature content] This man wanted a murderer for a Wife... he was clearly mad! ... “I already told you.” Eitan said simply. “I want a deal… be my wife.” Wife?! He wanted her to be his wife?! “That doesn’t make any sense!” Ava burst out, utterly dumbfounded. “You want me to pretend to be your wife? A murderer like me?! I shot that gun that night, I almost killed your friend and yet you want to make a deal with me?! Do you think I'm a fool?!” **** Ava's already miserable life takes a turn for the worst when her assignment to assassinate a popular CEO's precious daughter is found out by none other than Eitan Berger, the powerful owner of the largest corporation in all of New York city. Eitan offers her a deal that is so suspicious, she thinks twice about taking it. But when memories and a man from her hellish past haunts her, things take a drastic turn and she is forced to accept his absurd offer. But being the young wife of the most influential man in New York city is easier said than done. With a devil from her former hell watching her every move and the utter evil of Eitan's enemies, they might just have to play a more intimate role.

Dear Reader, My name is Lola, and this isn’t just a book about dating. It’s about living. Yes, there are dates. Hundreds, actually. Some real. Some exaggerated for comedic relief (because trauma is exhausting and humor is free). But behind every swipe, every dinner, every wild story, there’s a woman surviving. A woman unraveling. A woman rebuilding. This is about me, my life, my heartbreaks, my hilarity, my healing. The messy, sacred chaos of it all. You’ll meet exes (some I married, some I should’ve blocked), friends who became family, and red flags I mistook for carnival rides. You’ll also find the truth I spent years avoiding— about love, motherhood, neurodivergence, faith, fear, and finally choosing myself. This isn’t a self-help book, but if it helps, I’m glad. It’s not an advice column, but if it feels like one sometimes, that’s okay too. Think of it more like a long, unfiltered letter from a big sister who’s been through it and wants to make you laugh, cry, and maybe pack a spare car seat... just in case. So settle in. You’re not alone. I’ve got stories to tell. With love, Lola

"Devil's Heart," a tragic romance novel that caught my [Eian Roger] attention, after a long time. If you ask what's so great about it, the only answer I can give is—the green-eyed guy, Eron De Vilan, my villain. I loved that guy so much I could call myself crazy. Seriously, who else would pray for a fictional character to have a happy ending? But that scum author, broke my all hope and gave him the worst fate. As I wandered the streets, heartbroken, I met my end while trying to save a stray cat. Really... even now, I can't believe I did such a stupid thing. It's so frustrating... But what's even more nerve-wracking is the fact that I transmigrated into the novel I cherished—only to end up as the antagonist who tortures my favorite character. The only relief I had was the timeline. It’s still too early for the original story to unfold. That meant there was still time. This time, the extra would seize control of the narrative. I will rewrite the story for my villain. No matter what happens… Eron De Vilan will have his happy ending.

Death came swiftly, but instead of peace, there was pain. The next breath belonged to a broken noble girl named Seraphina. Beaten, discarded, and left to die by the very family meant to protect her. This second chance was something I had always wanted, but not in the body of someone so fragile. Navigating this world is like walking a battlefield. Nobles lie through smiles, and power alone decides who gets to breathe another day. Vulnerability is a constant, and trust is something even rarer. And yet, survival became possible because he found me. Noah Velmoure… Someone who appeared cold to everyone, an untouchable presence that people feared. His power could bring down kingdoms, yet every gesture was in my favor. Problems vanish before they ever arrive. Commands are carried out without question. No threat ever reaches me. My past still lingers, echoing with memories of a life once lived as a man in a world that never saw me as anything more than a burden. But... Noah is a man. This connection defies reason. Part of me resists, caught between what once was and what feels undeniably wrong. The other begins to soften, holding on to the hope that maybe this is something I’ve always needed. A quiet part of me starts to wonder if this life could offer more than I ever expected. Survival came first. Then came stability, the quiet steps toward something stronger. In time, I would find myself and rise to heights I never thought possible. *** This story is fully in the POV of Seraphina. I wont be jumping around at all and the reader will only understand what she knows. I've already completed the rough draft of the entire novel, so look forward to a completed book after edited. This story was by far my favorite to write and I can't wait for everyone else to enjoy it. Check out my patreon if you want faster chapters. I will be publishing the story ten to fifteen chapters ahead. https://www.patreon.com/c/KitsuneGary9

After being shot in the shores of the Windhollow Coast, Molly finds herself on a mysterious moving island, with an even more mysterious man for company.

When Dr. Oat meets Aum—a quiet, enigmatic patient—on a rainy night shift, it feels like the universe threw them together at their lowest. One is reeling from heartbreak, the other hiding his own grief. What starts as a routine checkup turns into coffee, confessions, and a night that blurs the line between healing and desire. In the heat of a hotel room, two strangers burn through their pain to find something worth staying for.

Tomás has the ambition to become a writer, but his teacher, who has guided him until today, is seriously ill. In his quest to find a way to forgive himself and not die alone, Tomás will try to bring him back to his family before he dies. On this journey, he will find himself and discover how the love of an older woman can either hurt him or save him.

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

When two broken souls meet in the silence of a world that’s never been kind, love becomes both a curse and a sanctuary. Arin, a guarded heir with a past full of secrets, and Lucien, a runaway part time fighter and a painter hiding from pain, are thrown together by fate—and desperation. Their paths collide when Arin offers Lucien shelter from a storm, only to find himself unraveling under the boy’s quiet gaze and gentle touch. In a world where trust is dangerous and love even more so, they find solace in stolen moments—baths that last till sunrise, kisses hidden beneath cold moonlight, and touches that say what words never can. But the deeper they fall, the closer the shadows creep. As Arin’s family legacy threatens to drag them both under, and Lucien’s trauma resurfaces with cruel timing, the two must choose: surrender to the darkness or fight to save the fragile love blooming between them. A soft, sensual, and heartbreaking story about healing, vulnerability, and a love that feels like drowning—only sweeter.

Andrea has spent her entire life trapped in an orphanage, never adopted, never chosen—despite her beauty, brilliance, and the strange power lurking beneath her skin. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. A voice awakens inside her, pain rips through her body, and she flees… straight into the heart of a hidden realm ruled by three powerful Alphas. Lionel. Matthew. Joseph. Feared. Respected. Cursed to live without a mate—until her. But Andrea isn’t just a lost girl. And she’s certainly not just human. As ancient secrets rise and enemies close in, three Alphas must protect the one woman fate has bound them to... and Andrea must decide if she’s ready to embrace a destiny far bigger than anything she ever imagined. Three Alphas. One girl. A bond that could change everything—if it doesn’t destroy them first.

"She wasn't broken. She was burning." She was only a girl when he told her, "This is what love means." In the name of love, she gave him everything - her trust, her body, her silence. Years later, that silence still burns inside her, like a fire no one can see. Now married to a man who treats her with respect, but not with love, Agni walks the fragile line between survival and surrender. Her past is a shadow she can't outrun. Her present is a reflection she barely recognizes. And yet, she lives. Agni aur Aks is a haunting tale of a woman split between who she was and who the world forced her to become. It is about the fire that scorched her, the reflection that won't leave her, and the strength it takes to carry both. This is not just her story. This is every woman who was never believed, never healed - but never broke.

It is a story about a young girl who dreams of finding a place where she belongs. Her world is inhibited by fascinating beasts that have grown in the land for Millennium, and they can soar in the air like it was nothing. The dragons are her friends, and they have been around for millennia, creating Nations. There are two types of nations: one that watches over these magnificent beasts, and one that doesn't. The story highlights the dangers of evil lurking in the world, and the protagonist must decide whether to follow the right path or face the consequences of her actions. The story serves as a reminder of the importance of balancing good and evil in our world.

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Theadræll remains quietly apart from time, watching centuries pass without her. Her life is measured not in moments, but in memories—in echoes of places now lost, and faces long faded. She writes, not to preserve herself, but to gently honor what once was. These pages are fragments of stillness and longing, meant for those who understand that true stories rarely shout. An intimate reflection on eternity, solitude, and the quiet beauty hidden within memory.

WSA 2025 ENTRY! She was a princess – the proud rose of the empire. He was the Duke of the North – as cold and distant as the snow-covered land he ruled. Bound by a marriage neither could refuse. No love – no warmth – not even hope. Only an alliance forged in power and gain. And yet… Can love take root in a land frozen to its soul? Like the blue rose that blooms but once a year, During the final moon of winter, In a sacred land where the Moon Goddess sleeps beneath the ice, Waiting for the one she loves to return and awaken her heart.

"“Serena, you are hereby exiled from the Silverstone Pack. You will remain exiled until the day you draw your last breath.” Serena, a Healer exiled from her pack for a crime she did not commit, accused of murdering her mate, the Pack Beta. The evidence against her was damning, warranting the harshest punishment: death. However, an oath between her father and the Alpha of her pack spared her life. Instead, she was cast into the wilderness, cursed to live as a rogue until the day she dies. Life as a rogue was treacherous, seeing the next sunrise was never promised. One fateful day, Serena stumbled upon injured strangers and saved their lives. In return for her kindness, she was granted asylum in Ironshade, the strongest Western Pack. Haunted by the loss of her first mate, Serena is determined to live in secrecy, until she discovers she has yet another fated mate. Her new mate is none other than Darius, the stoic Alpha of Ironshade burdened by the dark legacy of his father. The Ironshade Pack is on the brink of collapse, plagued by a mysterious curse. Serena’s arrival may hold the key to its salvation...or its ruin. As tensions rise, Serena and Darius find themselves drawn together with an undeniable bond. Together, they must confront buried secrets, face their deepest fears, and decide if their second chance at love is worth risking everything. "When the shadow of the Thorn bleeds into the light, And the wolf who carries death finds her second life, The moon will bless the broken bond, And the cursed will find peace at dawn."

Synopsis: In the final moment before her destruction, Wanda Maximoff — the Scarlet Witch — is pulled into a void beyond time or form. Lost in the abyss of her guilt, a mysterious light touches her… and brings her back. Not to her world, but to another. One where magic is different. Where redemption might take shape: the world of Harry Potter. When a luminous figure — a doe — shows her the memories of a boy abandoned and mistreated by his relatives, Wanda understands her new purpose: to protect Lily Potter’s son. Though she doesn’t know why she was chosen, she accepts the deal. In exchange for a chance at redemption, she will care for little Harry. But Wanda is no ordinary witch. And this world is not ready for her. From the very first moment on Privet Drive, the Dursleys will feel that something has changed. With power, resolve, and growing compassion, Wanda will face a new destiny. Because this time… no one will touch the boy without facing her. After all, who better to protect the Boy Who Lived… than the Scarlet Witch herself? Author's Disclaimer: This story is loosely inspired by the initial premise of Strange Potter, a work I greatly admire and that served as a creative spark for developing this project. Although the plot, character development, and events are entirely original and distinct, I believe it's only fair to acknowledge that initial influence. Likewise, this is a non-profit fanfic that blends elements from the Marvel and Harry Potter universes, whose rights belong to their respective creators and owners (Marvel/Disney and J.K. Rowling). This work is made with respect and with the intention of paying tribute to these worlds that so many of us have enjoyed. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos—and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes—each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon. A symbol. A prize passed from hand to hand. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a man hiding his own scars—some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire. Challenge. Her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. And it starts with a girl who was never meant to survive— But did. And came back sharper.

Synopsis One moment, she was a servant. The next, the sacred stone chose her and the Empire hasn’t breathed right since. Now, nobles whisper. The Empress watches. And Elara? She stays silent. Because true power doesn’t beg, it endures. And some girls are pampered not out of love but fear. A quiet rebellion is rising. And she’s at the heart of it.