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Becoming the Mother of the Tyrant Vampire King

[WSA Entry 2025] When Cassandra dies unexpectedly, she wakes up in the last place she ever imagined—inside the very pages of her favorite fantasy novel. But instead of a fresh start, she's been reborn as Elysia de Valmont, a tragic princess fated to die at the hands of the one she loves most: her son, the Vampire King. Armed with knowledge of the original plot and a mysterious system, Cassie must now navigate a world teeming with supernatural creatures, medieval politics, and deadly secrets. The only problem? Every choice she makes could draw her closer to the original ending she's desperate to avoid. With destiny breathing down her neck, enemies lurking in the shadows, and a sudden romantic development she didn't plan for—Cassie will have to decide: Will she rewrite fate, or will fate rewrite her? — [Ding! You have a new mission: Spend a steamy night with your husband, King Thorne de Valmont.] [Difficulty: ★★★★] [Reward class: U] “Hold up— WHAT?” [Tie the knot. Copulate. Make love. Screw. Bonk—] "Stop stop stop! I know what it means, alright?! My answer to that is no. Feel free to penalize me with karma points. It's just not happening.” [Host, the union between you and the Vampire King must happen tonight for Cassian to be born.] [Unlike your other missions, you can't refuse this one because Cassian's birth is a canon event. Without him, there is no Elysia.] Well, sh☆t. — NOTE: - The story starts out slow but trust me it'll be so worth it. - Updates = 4-5 times a week
pearlyroses · 12.9k Views

The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride

*Who would have thought a precious, legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone brightly in the middle of the starry sky? Warning: Epic fantasy ROMANCE+++ If you want to know how the animosity between vampires and werewolves had truly started, this is mandatory to read this story. __ The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. She was just a pawn to win yet another war, a cord to fasten an alliance. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. ~*~ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her temple, his lips grazing her ear shell. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation, wife.” ~*~ Volume one: House of Poison and Bone. Ongoing... Volume Two: House of Fire and Wings. Coming soon... Volume three: House of Beasts and Ruins. Coming this Summer... Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Epic, The Devil's Son, The Prince of Hell, the lord of Shadow, Cover art temporary.
Winterknight7574 · 223.6k Views

His Unexpected Love ~ A saga of love and betrayal

Shivansh Raghuvanshi x Isha Maheshwari "I don't believe in this shit, do not accept anything from me, i don't have time to waste no this shit called love, you have time u can say no. " "YOU ARE MINE GET THIS IN YOUR BRAIN YOU ARE FUVKING MINE JAANA." ---------------------------------------------------------------- "I think i have feelings for him. No no no Yes yes yes I love him I have to tell him this. " He is the king of Jaipur. And the CEO of raghuvanshi & co. He is a 27 year old ruthless, cold person. He is successful business man, his company is in no. 1 in India & Asia. he is known for his ruthless behavior in business world he is cold for everyone expect his family he love his family other than them he doesn't believe in love and think love is waste of time & he doesn't have time to waste. And also he is no. 1 in underworld & he is mafia king of India & no one knows about his underworld other than his brother's who're his partner's and father who's former mafia king. She is 22 year old kind, intelligent, hot, soft spoken, shy, adorable, friendly, introvert, soft hearted. She is a successful CA & have her own firm. She is reader reads a lot of books. She talks alot but with her family & friend she literally eat there head. She love her family & friend a lot and she believes in love alot want to have a love story like shiv-parviti. She want her lover like her fictional character but little did she known that like fictional character doesn't exist. His jaana x her ansh " Her kindness, a radiant light that illuminated his darkest days. In her eyes, he found a reflection of a future he had never dared to dream of. His unexpected love was a testament to the beautiful chaos of life, proving that sometimes, the most extraordinary things happen when you least expect them. " What will happen when they meet?? Will he able to love her?? They both go along with each other?? Let's join them to see what will happen.
Ish_writes07 · 560 Views

Reborn for Revenge: Find her Fated Alpha

[Mature Content | R-18+] "You deserve to die." "How lowly of you to think you could ever belong with us." "A slut like you could never be my Luna." Amelia Everleigh was mocked for existing, condemned for loving, and betrayed for her loyalty. Born a prodigy in the prestigious Healers’ family of the West, she gave up diamonds for stones, power for love—and it destroyed her. Her healing formations could mend any wound but the one carved deep in her heart. She died unloved, discarded, broken. But the heavens heard her final vow: revenge. Now reborn just days before her marriage, Amelia refuses to be a pawn again. She’ll rewrite fate—even if it means stepping into the darkness. But fate isn’t so easy to tame. This time, two powerful men stand in her way—and in her heart. The Alpha King who once died for her... and the mysterious stranger who claims her soul. On her eighteenth birthday, both stake their claim—and neither is willing to let go. --- "You swore loyalty. Prove it—with your love, and your body." —The Alpha King, before crashing his lips against her throat and pushing her onto the bed. "You saved my life. Now this body is yours. And I take care of what’s mine." —The mysterious man, as he seals his promise with a possessive kiss. --- Torn between loyalty and desire, past and present, Amelia must decide: Will she choose one of them, or will the truth lurking beneath their devotion shatter her all over again? WSA 2025 Entry – Add to Library & Support!
AngelinaBhardawaj · 26.2k Views

Rich AF System: Upgrading My Ruined Kingdom into an SSS-Class Empire

"A hero kills one to save everyone. A villain kills everyone to save one." What a beautiful lie. Spoken by fools who think obsession is depth and destruction is devotion. But Dryn doesn’t deal in sentiment. He deals in value. You don’t burn the world for one life. You own the world, and then make it beg to keep that one alive. That’s not love. That’s leverage. Because sacrificing billions for one person isn’t power. It’s weakness with good lighting. It’s emotional bankruptcy sold as tragedy porn for the morally confused. Real power doesn’t mourn or kill. It causes others to bend instead of just eliminating them. It calculates. Dryn doesn’t play hero. He doesn’t play villain. He plays the ledger. And in his world, nothing is sacred—only priced. Dryn returned with one goal: to bring his kingdom's legacy back into the world of Terra, where the gates of the modern world had made their appearance. At eight years old, he stands in the ruins of a dying kingdom—again. Three weeks until it falls. Again. But this time, he doesn't run away. He calculates. He has the determination of his peak self, memories of his past self, and the power of his yet-to-find self. The System he awakened gives him only one rule: Everything has a price. Touch a sword—adds to mirror shop and see its make, its market value. Glance at a skill—adds to mirror shop and see what it costs to steal it. Every skill, spell, or secret he sees, and every artifact, weapon, or thing he touches, has a number that appears beside it within his mirror shop. And for every Power Stone the world throws his way, he earns fifty gold coins to spend however he sees fit. Kings beg for loyalty. The modern world searches for resources. Dryn just buys both with money. He doesn’t save people—he uses them. He doesn’t build alliances—he acquires assets. Every life is a bargaining chip. Every choice is a transaction. And when a modern civilization tears through the fabric of his world, bringing technology into a land ruled by magic, Dryn doesn’t fear them. He outbids them. Steel, sorcery, science—he’ll buy it all. Because in the end, the only thing worth worshipping is the one thing he controls better than anyone else: Money.
Idiocrat · 48 Views

Your End Is My Beginning

“Now kill me, little Carl” “As long as it is you, i will feel free” “As my last wish, kill me Carl” the king said looking at his little brother. “You really are idiot, brother” Carlos looked down at the king, unblinking yet his voice filled with pain, his tears falling down. And Carlos laughs bitterly and sounds broken. And he lifted the blade higher, tip aimed for the heart to finish quickly. For his brother to not feel the pain and be free from those strings that control him immediately. “Brother, you never changed” And Carlos drove the sword downward to meet his brother’s heart… The throne room’s doors that have been closed for eternity had opened and thousands of swords had just been thrown to him in an instant. Also with a terrifying speed. His eyes widened. Something massive passed between him and his brother, faster than thought and attacking him. He didn’t have time to lift his blade. And a shadow come in front of him and then— Nothing. The world is titled as he falls to the ground and his last breath is caught in his throat. And only darkness was there. _______________________ There has always been a man named Carlos. Carlos had always been a shadow beside his brother, the king and the throne, a prince without a crown, born first yet not love by his family nor his own empire, born royal yet the gods didn't even glaze upon him. The kingdom whispered of his brutality as if they had known him for a long time, of the way he killed those with blessings, and they only spoke of how he had killed them not how the other had done to him, they rather spoke about him instead of the war that made him like that, and yet he still think of them as his people to protect. But in the end, he died with steel in his hand and grief in his eyes—fulfilling the last wish the very brother he once loved more than his own life and not knowing who attacked him to the end. And then, the world blinked. Carlos awoke in a bed of the silence room filled with only darkness and a light coming through from the only one window that had been opened and beneath a sky too blue to be real, the floor is too clean to feel safe, his pain disappeared, his chest unscarred,his body shrunk and his hands which wore the sword as his companion, the hands which was rough and hard, they become small. His reflection in the nearby mirror in front of his bed showed the face he hadn’t seen for a long time, the face that had not feel anything and the body of a boy who through puberty just now is right in front him--- 15 year old of body, he freckled, wide-eyed, innocent yet laced with memory. He had died as a man. And he returned as a boy. The world was new, no wars, no pain, no betrayal and time—for reasons unknown—had gifted him a second chance. But what would he do with it? -------------------------------------------------------- Update everyday except Wednesday and Thursday.
Planz · 6.1k Views