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To Soothe A Dying Sun…(BL)

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “What happened to ‘Yes, Your Highness’?” A cold voice asked. “What happened to your dignity as a prince?” Elias shot back in anger. He knew he was being unreasonable but he had to be. That was too close. The prince’s hand moved faster than sight. He hooked two fingers under Elias’s chin and jerked him forward. Elias felt the heat crawl up his neck. His face went traitorously red. Their breath mingled. Up close, the prince looked like a predator. A pretty handsome one. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ In the halls of Ravenholm Academy, status is measured by efficiency, and magic is a tool for the elite. Elias Thornbloom, a second-year student from a fallen noble house, wants none of that status. With his moss-green hair and silver eyes, Elias is the plant mage who views his powers as something to use mainly for his family and to help the plants. His only goal is to restore his family’s tarnished name and return to the quiet orchards of family and grandmother. But the plan for silence of Elias’s life is shattered in the same space he thought was safe. Cassian Thalorin, the perfect and lethal Crown Prince, is dying. He is the victim of a parasitic ancient plant curse that feeds on royal magic. To the King, his father, an inefficient heir is a liability; to Cassian’s ambitious brother, Zayne, the curse is an opportunity to steal the throne. The pact they made was simple. ‘Heal me. You and your family gets to live in peace.’ But what happens when the lines begin to blur? ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ https://discord.gg/HA8vDUkmhf discord server for my books hi guys! it’s me again I used my previous book to learn a lot of things so this one will definitely be better than the last. I’m putting so much effort into this one so please support me okay? I want this as a career.
precious_mcay · 35.1k Views

Tales of A Rogue King(RU)

ReUploaded! Short Ver: Truck-kun isekaid me in a game, i used to play. And you know the Drill. Now ? I am a minor villainous character, A mob. A handsome and talented one, Just so you know. So, Now After comparing all my options, I have decided to be The king. Oh, Did i mention ? I am the third prince. Yeah, you get it. Being a prince, living in luxurious castle, full of servants and tasty food and a loving mother. Life is quite hard. So, As the name says, This is the tale of my journey. Follow it or don't. It's your loss anyways. LOOONG VERSION: Heaven or Hell? Where do you think you'll go after "The End" ? Most people spend their lives wondering where they’ll end up. But me ? I didn’t have to wonder—I was a shoo-in for the pit. But.. it seems Fate has a twisted sense of humor, and "The End" was just a loading screen. I woke up inside my favorite RPG, Magic Academy Saga. You know the drill: Truck-kun did his job, and I got the crown. Well, a small, dusty piece of it. I am Tyler Von Regulus, the Third Prince. In the original game, I was a "Villainous Mob"—a footnote in history meant to be trampled on early, so the hero could look good. My mother is a lowly Baronet, and my inheritance is a quiet plot of countryside land. The perfect setup for a "Slow Life," right? I could just plant some cabbages, hide from the plot, and live to a ripe old age. ...Like hell I will. I’ve been given a second life, a royal name, and a world that thinks I’m a background character. If I’m destined to be a villain, I might as well be the one sitting on the throne when the world ends. I'm not here to farm; I'm here to rule. They say a rogue has no place in a palace. I’m about to prove them wrong. This isn't just a story about survival—it’s a hostile takeover of Fate itself. The game is live. And I’m playing to win. GAME ON! P.S: The pacing might seem a bit slow, So I would Recommend you to keep your patience. But since the chapters are not really super long, it should be a piece of cake for an experienced reader like you, Right ? ...or not ?
Awriterbymind · 22.8k Views

The Villainess's Survival Guide to Not Dying (Again)

A bestselling author dies and wakes up inside her own fantasy romance as Seraphina Nightingale—the infamous villainess destined to be executed in six months. The “hero route” collapses immediately: a noble is poisoned at the engagement celebration, Seraphina is framed, and Duke Kieran Valerius appears far earlier than he should—because he’s regressed through multiple timelines and has watched her die again and again. Seraphina allies with the supposed heroine, Lily, only to uncover a much darker conspiracy: the Temple, the Crown, and Seraphina’s own father are playing a long game that involves assassination, propaganda, and time-loop mechanics. The story becomes a fast, chaotic survival run—escape, fights, horror-set pieces, dark humor, and romance—while Seraphina and Kieran’s bond grows from tense alliance to love forged by repeated deaths and impossible trust. As the conspiracies escalate, Seraphina learns the worst truth: her father is also looping, and “fate” isn’t just narrative—it’s being actively engineered. The enemy expands beyond the palace into organizations that treat kingdoms like chessboards, turning public faith and politics into weapons. Seraphina ultimately gains access to reality-level power tied to an ancient artifact and breaks the loop system—but victory has a price: reality needs stability, and new “seeds” (future anchor artifacts) begin maturing across the world. Worse, hidden factions and “reformers” weaponize democratic language to sabotage the fragile new order from within, creating crises that look like public movements but are actually engineered collapse. Then comes the twist that redefines everything: a thirteenth seed—not part of the original artifact—exists, tied directly to Seraphina’s author-essence. It becomes a real chance to bring her back fully, but it risks destabilizing the world again. When Seraphina returns, she isn’t the same—she carries memories of being “the world” and must relearn how to be one person without accidentally reshaping reality. While she takes on a formal role to help mediate crises without becoming a tyrant, a resurrected thread from the beginning—Mercedes, a woman who remembers “drafts” of reality—reveals that stories themselves can be manufactured like weapons. She lures the cast toward an underground “Printing House”, where alternate endings are stored and deployed, and the final conflict shifts from swords and armies to the most dangerous battleground of all: who controls the narrative of the world, and who decides what ending humanity deserves.
No_Name_6742 · 15.8k Views

The Medieval Lord

One minute, I’m a 28-year-old basement dweller choking on a double-pepperoni pizza while watching questionable content. The next, I’m Lord Elaric Voss, the "heroic" master of Ravenhold—a crumbling pile of rocks in a kingdom where the economy is a literal joke. In the Kingdom of Aldoria, there are no dragons, no magic, and zero genius inventions. There’s just mud, leaky stone keeps, and a feudal tax system so brutal that peasants literally eat rocks to survive. My new "reward" is a keep with a 90% tax rate, a dungeon full of badgers, and a village of eighty people who smell like they’ve never heard of soap. In my old life, I was a sarcastic, unrepentant pervert. In this life? I’m the same guy, just with a permanent resting asshole face and a lot more authority. I have no master plan to revolutionize crop rotation. I don't care about kingdom-building or epic wars. My goals are simple: 1. Roast this medieval shithole until my modern brain stops hurting. 2. Avoid getting killed by my rich, pompous neighbors. 3. Build the ultimate harem of sweaty, hard-working maids. From "inspecting" laundry baskets for fabric quality to accidental "slips" during cold river baths, I’m going to be the most degenerate Lord this realm has ever seen. The King wants his grain, the Baron wants my head, and my steward is having a heart attack—but as long as the maids keep working up a sweat, I’m staying right here. Welcome to Ravenhold. Leave your dignity at the gate. I’ve already sniffed mine away. ________________________________________ What to Expect: • A Modern degenerate MC: No heroics, just sarcasm, luck, and zero shame. • Gritty Medieval Realism: Mud, smells, and a dogshit economy. • Comedy & Slapstick: High-stakes diplomatic insults and low-stakes horse-shit accidents. • Slow-Burn Harem: A focus on sensory details, sweat fetishes, and "inspections". • Zero Magic, Zero OP Powers: Just a modern man surviving through sheer audacity.
K_one_writer · 2.8k Views