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The protagonist star is the symbol that protects the male and female lead of any story and anyone who bears this mark controls the narrative. Shen Xiatang has been an unfortunate victim to this star and she knows more than anyone that the protagonist symbol exists for the protagonist to shine, but how bright they must shine or in what way they must shine is something that is not set in stone.

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a Devotion that rivals her own: a Dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “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.

Twenty‑one‑year‑old Sorrel only wanted a normal night out. Instead, her date turns dangerous—too fast, too suddenly—and she runs for her life into the one place no human should ever enter: the Veilwood. The forest should have rejected her. Its boundaries have been sealed for a century, swallowing anyone who tries to cross. But Sorrel’s terror awakens something ancient inside her. Her dormant Sovereign Arcana flares to life, opening the Veilwood’s barrier just long enough for her to slip through. The forest senses her fear… and chooses her. Crossing the threshold triggers the Sevenfold Binding, tethering Sorrel to seven powerful men whose magic answers hers: a storm‑touched warrior, a shadow‑born spy, a wildfire mage, a gentle healer rooted in earth, a silver‑tongued illusionist, a moon‑blessed seer, and the boundary‑breaker who should not exist. Their fates are now tied to her survival. Their instincts sharpen around her. And the Veilwood itself begins to wake. Hunted by the prince who destroyed her family, Sorrel must learn why the forest opened for her—and why the Arcana has returned after a century of silence. But the deeper her bond with the Seven grows, the more dangerous her destiny becomes. The Veilwood did not choose lightly. And Sorrel is no one’s pawn. To survive, she must decide whether to run from the power inside her… or rise as the Sovereign the realm has been waiting for.

Ten thousand years ago, the world of Gaia was shattered. To stop the First King, a great and powerful man, the world's ultimate power—the Heart of Ozyra—was broken into Elemental Shards. These Shards now power the isolated, vastly different realms of the surface: the gothic knight-fortresses of Aethelgard, the streets of Synthetica, the floating sky-islands of Aeris, and the treacherous, illusion-filled deserts of the Mirage.

Reincarnated into that very Novel he was thrashing at. Died a pathetic death but, gained a dreamy life. Born as the Crown Prince in a world of magic and aura, he expected hardship, conflict, and chaos. Instead, he stepped into order and peace. But he didn't want to live an idle life, so went onto make his own crazy adventures. The romance novel he once read, now unfolds far from his existence, irrelevant to his path. From the moment he begins to grow, his genius becomes impossible to ignore— talent so overwhelming that the entire continent comes to revere him. This is not the story for survival. No desperate climb toward greatness. This is the story of a life reborn exactly as it was meant to be. Perfect Reincarnation

Klaus had spent his entire existence as a puppet, bound by the strings of fate. However, a miraculous turn of events granted him a fresh start. The remnants of his former constraints smoldered in the ashes of his past. Now, unshackled and determined, he resolved to forge his destiny according to his own desires. No one, not even a deity, would be spared if they dared obstruct his path. Klaus was ready to wield the sword of vengeance and carve his own fate in the annals of history.

[Warning: Mature Content — 18+] Transmigrated into a world consumed by curse energy and monstrous abominations, Aristarkh should have died. Instead, he awakens the Binding System, a power that links his fate to others. Every time those bound to him grow stronger, he receives the rewards multiplied. With each bond, his power surges. With each victory, the world takes notice. But the deeper he climbs, the more dangerous the curses become, and the more his relationships blur the line between desire and survival. What to expect: The novel is a perfect blend of smut and fantasy. Tags: Yandere, Smut, Harem, Genius MC, Exciting Action, Bloodpumping fights, Netori, No-netorare, No netorase/ BL/ Yaoi, System + Detailed world-building, Intriguing character developments, High-stakes progression, Dark fantasy, Monster-girl? … Every 100 powerstones by the end of the week equals an extra chapter.

#DarkRomance #PossessiveAlpha #FeistyOmega #RoyalCourt #SlowBurnBond #Mpreg #ABO #Yaoi #Collar #Dominant The Mad King of Saha stands seven-foot-three, ruling a sleek modern empire with a reputation for brilliance and madness. He lost one mate to his brother-in-arms and swore never again. Then a wedding, a poisoned glass… and Christopher Malek. A sharp-tongued stand-in server who thinks he saves a king but only blows his own cover: he’s a dominant omega, unmarked and unbonded. Will a mad king and a hidden omega bend toward each other… or will the court tear them apart before a bond can even form? Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King

I didn't want to save the world. I just wanted a flush toilet. Taylor Oakhaven was a brilliant Civil Engineer in modern Tokyo—until she died and woke up in a fantasy world that smelled terrible. No plumbing. No soap. No concept of hygiene. Armed with a snarky System that loves to roast her ("Intelligence Check: Failed"), Taylor decides to rebuild this medieval dump into a modern industrial empire. She has the blueprints for steam engines, gunpowder, and heated floors. But there’s a problem. Her "Construction Crew" is a disaster: The Guard : A swordsman so directionally challenged he gets lost in a walk-in closet. The Chef : A combat-kicking cook who gets nosebleeds every time she looks at Taylor. The Sister : A beautiful, terrifying Yandere who wants to "collect" Taylor like a doll. The Maid : A masochist who thinks cleaning is a spiritual punishment. And if her own team wasn't bad enough, a new enemy has arrived. **Viscount Valerius**, a Biomancer obsessed with "True Beauty," has declared war on Taylor’s "ugly" concrete inventions. He doesn't want to kill her—he wants to turn her into a decorative topiary bush. Can Taylor build an industrial revolution before she gets turned into a shrub? Or will the System roast her to death first?

Reborn as a King and with a Harem of Seven Wives. [WARNING! R18 CONTENTS!] It looked like a perfect restart of life for Daniel but he didn't expect to become Lumiel who was the King who should have died before even the Gamestory started! Not that mattered, since he only cared about his Kingdom, his family, his Wives and his Concubines and how to extend his harem of wonderful women, all the while protecting his Kingdom from the threats of the Game! Unfortunately as the King who should have died, Lumiel will find himself despite himself dragged into the main plot of the Game with the Heroines and Protagonist! _ _ _ The cover doesn't belong to me, if you are the owner just tell me and I will have it removed.

Separated from his lady wife by a vengeful frenzied flame, The Tarnished finds himself in a world unfamiliar with strange laws and practices. Waiting for his lady wifes arrival, will he choose to play the game of the lands he fins himself in, or would the world be forced to bend to his will as he awaits the return of his dear lady wife

Give or take. That’s ’s what this world was all about. But Lucien Carl Varvien didn’t give a damn. Transmigrated into a land filled with magic, dragons, and way too many nobles with superiority complexes, and blessed with unimaginable power, Lucien was perfectly content living a quiet life as an orphan servant in the Hierken household. Small, quiet, and constantly coughing up blood like a dying side character in a tragic play; Everyone called him fragile. He called it just another Tuesday. His hobbies? Doing chores, avoiding nobles, and scaring the spoiled Hierken brat whenever he got the chance. Everything was fine. Peaceful. Predictable. Until a ball went wrong. And an entire mansion mysteriously caught fire. To save his friend Lucien accidentally unleashed his power that made even the heavens flinch. Now his branded a miracle. But theirs a catch? Every time he uses his power, his nose bleeds, he faints dramatically, or coughs up blood. Lucien doesn’t feel a thing. But everyone else? They think he’s dying. Well... there goes his quiet life. Now suddenly, Lucien’s being called “Young Master.” The Duke’s family is crying whenever he yawns, his new brother keeps force-feeding him health tonics, and the royal physicians look ready to faint every time he coughs. What the hell is wrong with them?! He’s fine. Totally fine. So why does the Duke treat him like glass? Why are the servants acting like he’s on his deathbed? And most importantly— Why is the Emperor looking at him like a long-lost son?! Well... Hello! That's giving me the creeps. Lucien’s eye twitched as chaos unfolded around him. “EVERYONE CALM DOWN!” he snapped. “I’M NOT DYING!” But knowing his luck… he probably jinxed it.

After the first wave of the virus Erebis, half of humanity is gone. The survivors don’t rebuild the world — they divide it. From the ruins rise four cities, each a cage shaped by class: one where the poor endure hunger and humiliation, one where the middle class survives on restraint and fading hope, one where the rich drown in luxury built on denial, and one where the elites crown themselves untouchable, believing power makes them immortal. Through the voice of Pema, a mother watching the world fracture, Endling explores a future where survival comes without dignity, walls replace compassion, and inequality is written into law. Children starve while others play with machines. Humanity lives on — but broken, arrogant, and divided. This is not a story about saving the world. It’s about what remains when fear reshapes humanity, and the plague changes form. Dark, emotional, and brutally realistic — Endling asks one question: What does survival mean when humanity itself is dying?

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

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.

Russia Novel and Bangladesh novel 21+This story is a dark romance, exploring psychological tension, moral conflict, complex relationships, and dangerous situations in vivid depth. The characters’ mental states, emotional pressures, power struggles, and encounters with a harsh reality are portrayed with intense realism. Some scenes and circumstances are emotionally heavy, psychologically challenging, and may not be suitable for all readers. This is not a light romance, but rather a deep, dark, and psychologically driven journey. Recommended for mature readers who appreciate complex characters, morally gray choices, and intense emotional experiences. The Hidden Assassin: Undercover Heart "Where loyalty is a shadow, and love is a death trap." In the frozen wilderness of Moscow, a high-stakes mission goes cold when Ricky, a top-tier DGFI agent, is brutally executed in front of his partner and lover, Sophia. Trapped between grief and duty, Sophia cannot afford to cry. As a ghost agent of the elite unit, her only option is to vanish—and then strike back. Haunted by the memory of Ricky’s final kiss and driven by a thirst for vengeance, Sophia transforms herself. She sheds her military skin to become a lethal temptress. Clad in a provocative red sheer dress, she infiltrates the inner circle of the Kremlin’s most dangerous shadow: Dmitri. Dmitri is a Russian mafia kingpin with cold blue eyes and sun-kissed hair—a man who rules with iron and blood. He is captivated by Sophia’s mysterious golden eyes, unaware that she is the Hidden Assassin sent to dismantle his empire from within. As Sophia weaves a web of deception, she finds herself caught in a dangerous psychological game. In the den of the enemy, the lines between her mission and her emotions begin to blur. Her Undercover Heart starts to beat for the very man she is sworn to kill. Will Sophia avenge her fallen lover, or will she succumb to the forbidden allure of the Russian Boss? In a world of secrets and silver bullets, the deadliest weapon isn't a gun—it's a heartbeat.

A twin that should never have existed during the twilight years of the Targaryen dynasty. A new song shall be written.

Derrick Dravania has everything, money, looks, royalty and most importantly, a grandmaster talent. in this war torn world, Derrick is sure to awaken a powerful magical affinity, but life takes a huge turn when he awakens nothing. While still battling the shocking revelation, Derrick is betrayed by the two people closest to him, the love of his life, and his best friend. This betrayal enrages Derrick and awakens something else inside him, something primal. A stumble into a cave, reveals something he never expected, a shocking revelation. [Legendary Dragon System activating.] Now Derrick discovers that not only is he far from powerless, but he is also the one chosen to save his world.