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The Dragon's Heart: Unspoken Passion

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • VERY slow-paced • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k
yonanae · 186.2k Views

GRIPPED BY OBSESSION

Night hangs heavy over Raventhorn, a place where ancient bloodlines hold sway and strength speaks louder than law. Selene Veyne used to think love mattered - until her husband asked for freedom to take other lovers. That moment cracked something inside her; trust bled out, never to return. She turned away from romance, filling silence with brief affairs that left no mark. Then came Kieran Draven, her brother’s closest ally, whose teasing glances carried hidden weight. What began as sparks soon shifted shape, pulling her into motion too sharp to ignore. Now tangled in secrets sharper than blades, she moves through shadows unsure who truly wears a mask. One misstep could end everything. Her heart knows better now - but it still beats faster when he steps near. Danger hums beneath every glance they exchange. This was never supposed to matter so much. Out of nowhere, Kieran comes back after long, harsh fights far away. Only then does he see what waits - Selene, once close to him, now tied to his brother. Worse still, she lives in pain every day. Their bond means nothing under the old rules. But seeing how she suffers - and the child caught in it - makes something shift inside him. Staying silent feels like betrayal. Speaking up breaks everything. One moment changes all balance: protect them or vanish into silence. Yet fate plays harsh tricks. One slip - one spiked glass, one careless moment - ties Kieran to Selene’s sister through a deal born of need. His heart stays fixed on another, still something fierce takes hold, dragging him into a crooked kind of longing he can’t walk away from. One wrong step can burn it all down. Selene finds Kieran when silence is safer than speech. Trust slips away while secrets grow louder. A glance lasts too long, then changes everything. Fire follows them though neither wants the flame. Running feels easier but stopping might destroy more. What binds them also pushes them apart. Choices made in dark corners echo later. Hunger builds without warning. Betrayal waits just behind patience. Staying means breaking rules written long ago. Letting go could mean vanishing forever. Last thing you’d expect? Love does not win. It’s obsession that holds on tight.
Joxi_Jash · 53.9k 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.” **** Per Golden Ticket = 2 extra chapters And if we win Win-Win T1 this March… I’ll upload 20 EXTRA chapters. Yes. Twenty.
Dreamy_Cloud143 · 34.3k Views

Spoiled by Two Trillionaires

Imagine a partner willing to buy you an entire country as a mere love language. Now imagine you have two of those, fighting for your love and affection in the most extravagant ways you have ever seen: toppling empires, purchasing islands, and sealing you at the top of society’s food chain just to see you crack a smile. Crazy, Right? As the first daughter and rightful heiress of Blake Bank Inc, Zara was the rightful successor to her father’s empire. Unfortunately for her, on the day of her marriage—a marriage meant to seal her place at the top—a scandal involving a fake marriage ensues, and Zara finds herself cast out and rejected by her family, losing all her heritage and prestige in the process. But what happens when a curse turns out to be not just one, but two blessings? Zara stumbles upon Kai Frost, the leader of a notorious gang in Imperial City. Will she manage to snag the heart of the unloving mafia boss? And when she comes within the royal radar, Zara finds herself in a spotlight she had never imagined attainable. Will she bend under the pressure, or dance to its tunes? But amidst all of this, Zara discovers that she can finally take revenge on those who underestimated her. “I can have each of them threatened and tortured until they fear you”, a love interest had told her. “Why be a part of them, when you can buy them all?”, her other love interest said. “Do you want your own tropical island to escape, dear?” They both asked in unison Two powerful men. One shattered heiress. A deadly triangle of obsession, attraction, and ambition. Zara smiled, a sneer that no one would have expected of the devoted heiress. Game on. #Ruthless MC #Slow burn #Face slapping #Steamy romance #r18
Tonye_Alalibo · 41.6k Views