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The king is choosing his royal consort! who should it be? "Why me?" Star Farewater demanded, his voice trembling as royal guards surrounded his humble farm. "I've never met the king before!" The lead guard's reply was firm: "But you have been chosen." Star's world flipped—could you resist such a fateful pull? In a realm shadowed by war and twisted prophecies, this ordinary farmer is thrust into the opulent palace as King Elandor's consort, only to discover the sovereign is Eli, his forgotten childhood friend from a secret forest encounter. "I never forgot you," the king confesses, eyes locking with Star's in a spark of rekindled desire. But amid jealous nobles scheming whispers like "The peasant won't last," and rebels urging rebellion with "Unveil the tyrant's lies!", Star grapples with forbidden feelings. Will you join him in navigating palace betrayals, stolen touches, and heart-racing passions? Or would you flee the crown's embrace before it consumes everything?

Ashton is stuck between an underwater volcano, and a heart devouring dragon. Metaphorically speaking anyway. The princess of the sea has sworn on her mother's life to drag him down. Problem is, Ashton can't be killed. So after hundreds of years of pulling beasts of legend to her side, rewriting history, and backing him into a corner where he broke his heart into pieces, she thinks that with one final push... she may convince Ashton to simply end his own existence. Ashton is fully aware of her little schemes, it's not every day a dragon get's its still beating heart ripped out, then is bound to the land it ruthlessly conquered. Ashton would have even found it mildly poetic that the slain dragon was now forced to bless the land for all eternity... if, and emphasis on the IF, the blessing hadn't been twisted into a curse for the last 700 years. Now, Ashton has a few minor inconveniences to deal with. First, he's stuck in a decaying body. Second his memories aren't fully intact. Third, it would prick his pride if the descendants of "blessed" dragon died while he was in their territory. Fourth, he has two really, really, REALLY scary siblings that don't always bother with the details. Fifth, the only reason this princess and her mother even had the chance to scheme against him is because he was looking for a possible mate. He's the only one of his kind, thousands of years alone has him craving for a companion... for a heart to sing just for him... There are really only two outcomes now that Ashton is starting to regain his memories. Will the princess succeed in dragging him down, used as the new sacrifice to keep the "blessing" going, or will he ascend? Well, maybe three outcomes. Maybe this time a heart will sing for him as he ascends... a bird can hope.

Vanella Ross' kingdom fell in flames, her people captured, her throne stolen. Given a chance to flee, she chooses chains—walking into captivity with her people. The conqueror who destroyed Vanella does not yet know her true identity. But within his palace, she will save her people, unravel palace secrets, and take revenge on the man who ruined her world. A prophecy whispers that she may either free the captives… or bring ruin to the Dragon Throne.

A scientist, Duan Yixin, transmigrated into another world. She possessed the body of a sixteen-year-old girl but had not inherited any of her memories. With a broken marriage engagement and no money in her hand, she only wants to earn money peacefully. It's a pity that fate always plays tricks on people. When she thought she could finally live peacefully, she discovered that this world was not as simple as she thought. The man she rescued was the notorious ruthless general, and the woman who stole her ex-fiancé was the female protagonist of this world. She looked up at the sky and asked, "God, are you kidding me?" A few years later, on their wedding night, she stared at him and said seriously, "General, I'm not your white moonlight." The man lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mhm, you are not my white moonlight, you are my life."

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

The Crown of the Eternal Dusk Book III of The Moon and Sun Saga Genre: Fantasy Romance • Dark Legacy • Mythic Rebirth When the sun’s age wanes and the moon’s voice grow silent, the balance that once held the world together begins to fracture. Aurelia of Salastian — the Heir of the Sun — has fulfilled her mother’s dream of peace, but in the calm that follows, shadows stir in the corners of the realm. From the ruins of the old kingdoms, a new power rises — not of light nor flame, but of twilight. And at its heart stands Kaelen D’Arion, a scholar of dusk magic whose bloodline carries the forgotten mark of the gods. Drawn together by visions and ancient songs, Aurelia and Kaelen find themselves bound by fate — their union the only key to preventing the unraveling of the world. But dusk is not kind. It remembers every wound the sun and moon ever made — and to wear its crown is to bear the weight of both creation and ruin. In a tale where prophecy meets choice, and the brightest love can be born from shadow, The Crown of the Eternal Dusk closes the saga — a story of forgiveness beyond death, harmony beyond time, and the eternal song that binds every dawn to its dusk.

“Ruling is the duty of oversight, to oversee instead of create. To govern instead of live. It came with power and prestige, with obligation and responsibility. Soldiers fought and farmers farmed, but to be King is to rule. To maintain the illusion of power one’s forefathers had built. Marcus didn’t care for any of it. He saw magic when he first opened his eyes, and nothing else ever compared. But the King is old and he an only child. Decisions had to be made. Important, hard decisions. No one expected much of him. Not in regards to anything but magic. They were right not to. Until the cube. Until it taught him what life meant for people not born into nobility, and that all his skill with the arcane did not make him immortal. That running from problems did not, in fact, make them go away. Marcus Sepsimus Lannoy—Marcus to the friends he did not have—touched something he should not have on the day he planned to run from his problems.” Inspiration taken from The Menocht Loop, A Practical Guide to Evil and everything else I have ever read in my life. But mostly the first two, though not overly much from either. Concepts and the like. I hope to do them justice. Am I rambling? I feel like I’m rambling.

{Warning: R18, erotica, smut, intense intimate scene, harem} In the glittering world of the super-elite, some cages are made of gold, and some souls are sold for a signature. To the powerful Hayasaka family, Haruki Nakano was a convenient tool—a husband with no name, no power, and no ambition. For a year, he was their silent servant, a ghost in their halls who absorbed their cruelty without a word, his eyes a placid, unreadable void. They saw him as worthless, a necessary evil to be hidden and ignored. They never thought to ask what lay behind that silence. They never wondered about the weight in his cold, empty gaze. It was the weight of a crown. It took an act of unforgivable cruelty—the sacrifice of an innocent to a monster for a business deal—to finally awaken the power he had kept chained. In that moment, the servant died, and the king rose. From the quiet corners of a dining room to the heart of a corporate boardroom, watch as the world is turned upside down. The family's vast empire crumbles in a single hour. And the servant they tormented reveals himself to be the one man on Earth they should have never, ever crossed: Haruki Shinonome, the young sovereign of a shadow dynasty so powerful it treats nations like pieces on a chessboard. With his tormentors kneeling at his feet, Haruki's true story begins. He is a king who must reclaim his throne, a master who must discipline his new pet, and a man who must reunite the scattered pillars of his world: the brilliant, dangerous, and fiercely loyal Queens who have been waiting for his return. This is a story of how a man, stripped of everything, reclaims his world. It’s a story of a family forged in the fires of rebellion and sacrifice. And it asks one question: When you have the power to unmake your enemies, what do you choose to build in their place?

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

In a world where bloodline is destiny, Kazimir Ahn-Ra was born cursed. Three divine frequencies war inside his body—Steel, Frost, and Solar—each one demanding dominance, tearing him apart from within. The Doctrine of Purity declares him a mongrel, a genetic abomination, living proof that mixing the gods' blood is sin made flesh. For three years, he endured. Not out of hope, but out of love. Lady Elara Sol-Hara, the radiant prodigy who promised to cure him, who whispered sweet lies while draining his blood through silver needles, using his dense mana to fuel her meteoric rise through the cultivation ranks. He gave her everything—his blood, his dignity, his future—because he believed her when she said "I'll fix you." On the Winter Solstice, she destroyed him. In front of the entire Imperial Court, Elara annulled their engagement, called him a failed charity case, and pledged herself to Crown Prince Viktor—the man who'd spent years advocating for mongrel sterilization. When Kazimir dared protest, Viktor broke his ribs and threw him into The Maw of Forgotten Things—a dimensional rift where the Empire disposes of its mistakes. He should have died. Instead, he met her. Zarya Sekhmet. The Twilight Empress. The Breaker of Cycles. A goddess-class entity who has lived this world fourteen times, watching civilizations rise and fall, dying and resetting in an endless loop. She's been emperor and assassin, hero and villain, savior and destroyer—and every story ends the same way. Until now. She offers Kazimir a blood pact: power in exchange for his soul. She'll force his warring bloodlines into brutal harmony, transform his suffering into strength, and forge him into the weapon she needs to finally break the cycle. The price? His pain becomes his power. His hatred becomes his fuel. Armed with the trait [Pain Conversion]—which transforms damage into devastating temporary strength—Kazimir claws his way back from death itself. He crashes the Solstice Ball, covered in blood and ash, to deliver a simple message: I'm not dead. I'm not forgiving. And I'm not going away. Now hunted by the Empire, branded a terrorist, worth more dead than alive, Kazimir flees to the Contested Lands with Zarya to begin his transformation from broken victim to unstoppable force. This is not a redemption story. This is a revenge epic where the discarded mongrel becomes the monster they should have feared. Because in Aeternys, purity is power—but chaos endures. And some weapons are forged in the abyss

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

After dying an unremarkable death in a modern world, a man is reincarnated into a brutal fantasy continent where dragons rule the skies, royal bloodlines decide fate, and power is earned through fire and war. He awakens as the youngest prince of a declining royal family—weak-bodied, politically irrelevant, and quietly despised. His only advantage is the memory of a past life filled with strategy, patience, and an unyielding will to survive. In this world, dragons are not just monsters but symbols of authority, living calamities bound to ancient laws. Kingdoms rise by dragonfire and fall by dragon wrath. While others seek to slay or worship dragons, the reincarnated prince chooses a forbidden path: to understand, dominate, and ultimately conquer them—not through brute strength alone, but through intelligence, alliances, and long-term vision. Starting from the lowest rung of power, he trains relentlessly, awakens a rare dragon-related bloodline, and slowly builds influence within the royal court. His growth is gradual and realistic—marked by failures, political setbacks, and near-death experiences. As his strength increases, so does the attention around him. Multiple female leads enter his life from different walks of power: a cold royal sister bound by duty and secrets, a dragon-blooded noblewoman struggling against her instincts, a genius mage loyal to knowledge over morality, a warrior princess from a rival kingdom, and others whose ambitions intertwine with his rise. Each relationship develops naturally through shared survival, politics, trust, and emotional growth—forming a harem rooted in loyalty, tension, and mutual benefit rather than instant romance. As the story progresses, the focus expands from personal survival to kingdom building. The protagonist establishes his own faction, reforms military structures, introduces new systems of governance inspired by his past life, and slowly transforms a weak territory into a rising empire. Slice-of-life moments—training, banquets, diplomacy, family conflicts—balance massive wars and dragon-scale battles. Behind the scenes, ancient truths emerge: dragons were never meant to be conquered, reincarnation is no accident, and the world itself resists change. Gods, dragon emperors, and hidden civilizations begin to move as the protagonist’s influence grows. By the later arcs, The Dragon Conqueror evolves into an epic spanning continents and generations—where the once-weak prince stands at the center of a new era, challenging the very laws of the world, deciding whether he will rule as a conqueror, a king, or something far more dangerous. A long-form, slow-burn fantasy saga focused on growth, relationships, strategy, and the cost of absolute power.

#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

Andrea broke up with her girlfriend, ran a red light, and died. Or at least, she thought she did. Instead, she wakes up as the sister of a duke in a world ruled by nobility and bloodlines. Determined to escape this false life, Andrea searches for a way out—until she meets a princess whose gaze lingers a little too long. Something about her makes Andrea stop running. Against her better judgment, she accepts the life she was given. “Okay. Fine. I’ll live as a duke’s sister. How bad would it be?”

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.

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

Percy and Annabeth, falling to Tartarus, meet Balerion—a god from another world—who offers them rebirth in Westeros to prevent the Dance of Dragons. They accept, becoming Perseon Velaryon and Annara Targaryen. Calypso, imprisoned on Ogygia for 3000 years, also accepts rebirth as Rhaenyra Targaryen. All three retain their memories and powers, reborn as allies to change a doomed timeline. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! Thank you for your support!

Seraphina Vale dies on her knees in the palace courtyard, executed as a “traitor” by order of her own fiancé, Crown Prince Adrian. One minute she’s watching the blade drop. The next, she wakes up three months earlier, still engaged, still trapped inside the same smiling cage. This time she doesn’t try to prove she’s innocent. Innocent girls still get beheaded. She runs straight to the one man the palace fears more than the Crown Prince: Duke Cassian Nocten. The Emperor’s blade. The cold noble everyone calls a monster. The man who executed her with his own hands. Seraphina makes him an offer she never thought she’d say out loud: a contract engagement. No love. No trust. Just protection, power, and a public shield Adrian can’t quietly crush. But the moment she steps into Nocten territory, the palace moves early—an assassination charge, knights at the gate, and her name dragged through blood again. Now Seraphina has to survive long enough to rip out the truth behind her first death… while living under the roof of the duke she hates, the only man who can keep her alive, and the one man who might kill her again if she slips. Tags: rebirth, contract engagement, noble politics, slow-burn romance, enemies-to-lovers, palace conspiracy, high stakes.

Seraphina Vale dies in chains on what was supposed to be her wedding day—executed as a traitor while the crown prince she loved smiles, and her “innocent” stepsister sheds perfect, practiced tears beside him. Then she wakes three years earlier, back at the Spring Selection Ball, drenched in wine and humiliation—the night her life was ruined from the start. This time, Seraphina won’t beg or explain. She rejects the prince in front of the court and claims the only man powerful enough to stop what’s coming: Duke Kael Rivenhart, the Black Duke—the empire’s deadliest weapon, and the executioner who ended her last life. She hates him because he killed her, but needs him because his name alone can make her enemies hesitate. With a contract engagement as her shield, Seraphina races to expose the forged confession, the staged “demon pact,” and the conspiracy that will destroy her family and crown her stepsister. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes the prince isn’t the only monster hunting her—and the Black Duke didn’t choose her by accident. To survive, she’ll have to become more dangerous than those who killed her… and if she wants revenge, she’ll have to marry it.