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FORBIDDEN BOND WITH THE CROWN PRINCE

Elena Winter, daughter of Mr Raymond Winter, personal chef to the Ashford family, has always carried herself with quiet elegance. She dreams big, works hard, and believes that love only complicates life. Everything changes when she earns a scholarship to Crestwood Academy, a school built for the elite, where privilege rules and secrets spread fast. At first, Crestwood feels exciting. Then Elena crosses paths with Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, a boy raised on power and pride who expects the world to bend for him. Their worlds collide after she witnesses something she was never meant to see. Soon she is caught between danger, defiance, and a connection she refuses to acknowledge. Will Elena’s determination protect her, or will it pull her into a forbidden bond that could reshape her future? And will her beliefs about love survive the truth she uncovers? It was supposed to be a normal day at Crestwood Academy. Well, as normal as things ever get here, but that is a story for another time. I was on my way to Mr Wiston’s office to submit some papers, still thinking about what I had seen at Westwood University, when someone grabbed my arm and pulled me into the storage room. Before I could react, I found myself staring at the personal bodyguard of the crown prince. Yes, that crown prince. Kaelith Altherion of Valeria. The walking definition of arrogance, pride, and everything that goes wrong when someone grows up too rich. The bodyguard shut the door, looked straight at me, and delivered his message with all the attitude I expected. "His Majesty, Crown Prince Kaelith Altherion of Valeria, requests that you take these two thousand Valerian gold coins and forget everything you saw yesterday." I stared at him, lifted my chin, and smiled. My answer probably was not what he expected. "Since His Majesty is feeling generous, and since this is real life, not some romance story where the prince falls for the girl he tries to silence, I will not throw the money in your face. I will kindly help His Majesty spend it. And no, I am not forgetting anything." With that, I walked out.
favl_fyora · 25.9k Views

Transmigrated: Married to a Cold Mage, So I Built My Own Kingdom

"Honesty and politics don’t belong in the same sentence," they say. Celine Yue, a kind-hearted social worker, stepped into politics to help more people. But what she didn’t know… was that her own party would be the one to end her life. After her death, she wakes up in another world as Cyrina Vaeloria, the Elf Princess—right on the day of her arranged marriage to Lucian Aetherion, the cold, mysterious Human Prince and strongest mage alive. A political union to keep two powerful races from tearing each other apart. But this so-called alliance is just a mask. She despises the way other races are trampled beneath noble boots. Cyrina refuses to be a pretty puppet. She dreams of building a new kingdom—where races aren’t divided by power, bloodlines, or magic. To do that, she’ll need power of her own. And lucky her... she just married the most dangerous man in existence. With sharp wit and stubborn grace, Cyrina slowly bends her cold husband to her will— She toys with the ruthless Archmage, tames the untamable… and drags him into a revolution wrapped in royal silk. After all, if you marry the strongest mage alive… you might as well make him yours. ***** excerpt~ Lucian’s voice is like a blade, low and sharp. “Do you even understand what you said in the royal assembly?” Cyrina lifts her chin, unbothered. “I understand perfectly. I said I’ll build a new kingdom—where every race can live together.” His eyes darken. “You don’t know what you’ve sparked. That speech—” he steps closer, “—could ignite a war. You’re underground now, Cyrina. Buried beneath politics you don’t even see coming.” She spins on her heel and waves dismissively. “Ugh. Kaelen Blackthorn, your master is giving me a migraine. Get me out of this castle before I set it on fire.” Kaelen gives a slow, exaggerated bow. “As you wish, my lady.” He takes her hand like the perfect gentleman and leads her toward the door— But Lucian’s voice booms behind them. “Kaelen. Don’t forget who your master is.” Kaelen pauses. Glances back. “I remember, my lord. But as per your standing order… I obey only my lady’s command.” A smirk tugs at his mouth. “Even if it means going against you.” ♡♡♡♡♡ Golden Ticket Rewards 1 Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters 5 Golden Tickets = 10 extra chapters And if we win Win-Win T1 this March… I’m dropping 20 EXTRA chapters. Yes. Twenty.
Dreamy_Cloud143 · 28.5k Views

Oops, I Married The Emperor

[Mature 18+] Synopsis— A century ago, the Black Dragon King Zeradros possessed the power to grant any wish in exchange for a human life. As rulers and nobles sacrificed the innocent to fulfill their desires, the world fell into fear and cruelty. To stop the endless bloodshed, King Aldric Therald of Velmoria made the ultimate sacrifice, sealing the Dragon King away at the cost of his own life. Since then, the Therald bloodline has carried the sacred duty of guarding the seal. Hundred years later, that burden rests upon Emperor Eyan Lucien Therald. Feared for his ruthlessness and bound by duty, Eyan lives a life defined by control and emotional isolation. He believes love is a weakness he cannot afford—until he meets Eva Elvaris. Eva, a noblewoman marked by a painful past and emotional scars, has lived her life believing she is undeserving of love. When she meets Kyel, a gentle and kind man, she begins to experience warmth, safety, and happiness for the first time. Unbeknownst to her, Kyel carries secrets that connect him to a fate far greater and more dangerous than she could ever imagine. As political tensions rise and hidden forces begin to move, Eva becomes entangled in a conflict surrounding the sealed Dragon King. Ancient duties, buried truths, and impossible choices threaten to destroy the fragile peace they have found. Bound by love, sacrifice, and destiny, Eva and Eyan must confront the weight of their pasts and the cost of protecting each other. But in a world where every wish demands a price, their love may require more than either of them is prepared to give. Oops, I Married The Emperor is a dark romantic fantasy exploring identity, sacrifice, and the enduring strength of love in the face of fate.
Pinkberrylove2 · 15.1k 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_ · 101.9k Views

The Omega Knight's Secret Baby Daddy is A PRINCE?!

Ezra Belloren is a knight. The most faithful blade of the first prince, Helios De Luxaelian Sunthyr. Feared across the land, he is known as the Crimson Fae, a knight whose beauty is always stained with blood. No one questions his loyalty or his skill. But Ezra carries a secret he has sworn never to reveal. He is an omega. For twenty-four years, Ezra hid his second gender and lived content with his life as a knight. That secret alone was dangerous enough. Then, on an unexpected night, he found himself under the gaze of a gold-eyed prince, and everything changed. Five years later, Ezra returns from a long “vacation” after receiving urgent letters from Helios about the kingdom’s worsening state, calling his captain back to duty. He does not return alone. At his side is a child with golden eyes, the unmistakable mark of royal blood. Ezra will do whatever it takes to fulfill his duty as a knight, even if it means hiding the truth of his hidden heir from the very kingdom he swore to protect. ⊱༺༒︎༻⊰ “Maman… do I have a papa?” Lior asks, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity. Ezra almost frowns at the sudden question. He stops himself just in time. “Of course you do.” Lior’s grip tightens around his sleeve. “Where is he?” Ezra doesn’t answer right away. How could he? How could he explain that Lior’s father was someone he had already met, someone who walked the halls of the palace in gold and authority? Someone who could never be allowed to know he existed.
KazTheWriter · 133.8k Views

Living As A Sickly Strong Character

Lucien Carl Varvien should have died before the story ever began. In the original tale, he was nothing more than a forgotten name—a child mentioned once in passing, a tragedy that shaped a Duke’s future and was never spoken of again. But someone made a mistake. Eli Varis, a game developer from another world, altered what was never meant to be touched. And when the system corrected itself, it didn’t erase the error. It rewrote him into it. Eli awakens as Lucien. Trapped in a body too young, too weak, and already marked as wrong. His existence is unstable. His name does not appear where it should. His presence bends the narrative in ways the world cannot understand. And yet— He wields power that terrifies even monsters. Each time he uses it, his body rebels. Blood spills. Strength vanishes. His heart stutters like a system failing under strain. To those around him, he looks terminal—fragile, fading, already halfway to the grave. Lucien knows better. He isn’t dying. He’s being limited. The world responds with fear. Servants whisper prayers when he coughs. Nobles treat him like glass. Royal physicians watch him like a miracle that might shatter at any moment. A Duke refuses to let him out of sight. An Emperor watches him as if recognizing something that should not exist. And the more Lucien interferes— The more the world pushes back. Because this story already has a path. And Lucien was never meant to walk it. “I’m not sick,” Lucien says, blood staining his sleeve, power trembling beneath his skin. But when you are a glitch in reality— The world doesn’t care whether you survive. Only whether you can be erased.
Peace02 · 811 Views