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Jian Ci is the light. An S-class Esper, his powers ripple with the warmth of a thousand suns, his smile a blinding beacon that draws humanity, and hope, to him like moths to a flame. He is the Sun, a magnetic force of nature, utterly unaware of the abyss that gazes back. Yu Xi is the dark. A shadow with skin, a man who walks through life with a silent, consuming emptiness, broken only by a singular, scorching singularity... Jian Ci. He is the Abyss, a dark constellation orbiting a single star, and his existence is now defined by the answer to one terrifying question. How far are you willing to go for him? Yu Xi’s response, spoken as clearly as a death sentence. “To hell and back.” This is the story of an impossible equation: Light + Darkness = ? It is a love that warps physics and morality, a descent into an obsession so profound it threatens to rip the very fabric of their world. Yu Xi knows their combination is impossible, a contradiction that should result in utter annihilation. Yet, with a quiet, terrifying devotion, he is prepared to burn the world, his own soul included, if it means securing his star.

After her twin sister elopes with her lover to avoid her betrothal, Giselle has no choice but to marry the heir to Montegnera's throne and King of the Wolves, King Fabio Castille, as a substitute bride. There's one small problem though. It is hate at first sight and, by some cruel twist of fate, Fabio turns out to be her soulmate. Of course it doesn't help that the King is still in love with her sister and is determined to keep desperately searching for her. But try as he might, he can't ignore the tension and bond between them, a tension so raw it keeps pulling him to her room every night... Can Fabio put aside his past feelings and accept his soul mate in spite of the betrayal? Can Giselle sacrifice her hatred for Fabio to secure a good match and protect her family's name from shame? Or will she accept the King's rejection and lose her soulmate forever? It wouldn't be easy for the new royal couple but one thing remains certain: only by learning to love each other would they be able to survive the dangers that threaten the peace of the kingdom. ** "Well, what are you waiting for? Get on the bed.." Giselle flinched but something rooted her on the spot. His chest was already bare, smooth yet solid muscle. She found herself having a hard time looking at him and focused on his lips instead. "This isn't about you," he said, voice barely above a whisper. "This is for the court. For my bloodline. I'll be gentle with you, don't worry, but don't mistake my gentleness for anything more." His lips brushed her collarbone. His hands were steady, his touch precise. A part of her wanted to push him away, but another part—the bond—ached at his nearness. Her skin prickled, her pulse surging. He took two steps forward and Giselle mirrored him by moving back on instinct. When his strong, calloused fingers trailed down her thighs, she threw her head back with a quiet moan. He stopped suddenly and she bit back a whimper, trembling nervously. Fabio traced her skin, his touch feather-light yet it felt like fire lit up within her. He pulled her thighs apart and she trembled, a tinge of fear dousing her arousal. "Have you done this before?" He asked plainly. Their eyes met and she shook her head. Surprise danced across his eyes but his expressionless face hid it well. He proceeded to slip his fingers where it ached the most, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "Your Majesty, I-" "Just relax," He said, not lovingly or anything but enough that Giselle's body seemed to follow his instructions, "Breathe and let go." He pushed his fingers into her in one full stride and this time she couldn't contain her moans. That intense bubble of pleasure bloomed within her, pulling tighter and tighter the more he pumped inside her. To his credit, he seemed concentrated on the job at hand, the muscles on his forearm working faster. Then, still inside her, he curved his middle fingers, hitting a spot she didn't even know existed. Giselle came apart. "Oo-ooh, oh my-" her thighs shook and she almost sobbed at the feeling. Fabio withdrew his fingers and it took everything not to chase after it. He shrugged off his shirt and tie, unbuckling his belt with an urgency that made that telltale pressure well up in her lower regions again. With long, black hair falling over his face, it was no surprise that she found him handsome, because he was. The bond sparked, pulling Giselle toward him like a string and she was on her knees before she knew what she was doing, her hands in his. "W-what are you doing?" she hesitated and Fabio grabbed her by the wrists, hoisting her up to face him. "Don't fucking do that, I don't need anything from you. Just let me fuck you and leave." He released her and she fell back on the bed, stunned silent. ** The ultimate enemies-to-lovers troupe with sizzling romance, dazzling royalty and fantasy. Fabio would do anything to push Giselle away and punish her for 'deceiving' her way to the throne but for how long?

A prophecy was foretold long ago… one that chilled even the bravest hearts. It spoke of a deformed prince, cursed from the womb. He would be, The Sinister, the harbinger of evil who was destined to bring destruction to the entire kingdom. Years later, when the barren queen gives birth to a child marked by the prophecy, fear takes over. The people demand the child's death. But the king and queen, torn between duty and love, hide the boy instead and buried the truth. Decades later, Fanaza—a beautiful noblewoman crosses paths with a mysterious man who saves her life. What she doesn’t know is… he is the hidden prince, the one cursed at birth. Outcast and tormented, he struck a forbidden deal with a powerful necromancer who gave him a new skin, a handsome face to mask the monster within. But it came with a painful price. He must never fall in love. To make sure he never breaks his deal, a Red Bird was sent to watch him. Day and night, it follows. But Fanaza stirs forbidden emotions in him. With every heartbeat, his desire to protect her grows but so does the risk of losing everything Will he choose love? Or will the prophecy manifest?

An American accountant in 2025 wakes up one morning to find himself in the body of King Louis XVI. The shock nearly kills him—but not as much as the realization that he’s on a countdown to the guillotine. He knows how this story ends, and he’s determined to change it. Using his modern financial knowledge and sharp sense for public opinion, he sets out to save France from bankruptcy and himself from history’s cruelest ending. But he quickly learns that fixing an economy is the easy part. His reforms threaten nobles, foreign powers, and even the royal court itself. Worst of all, he must play the role of Marie Antoinette’s husband without raising suspicion. At first, it’s just an act to keep the timeline from falling apart. Yet the more time he spends with her—the woman he once knew only as a name in history books—the more he finds himself drawn to her warmth, her laughter, her lonely heart. Now, caught between revolution and romance, he has to balance love and survival. Can an ordinary man from the modern world rewrite the fate of France—and keep both his kingdom and his head?

Dead, empty eyes of the cursed prince… and the warm, honey-colored gaze of the one who can save him. A love forbidden by the gods, that could either free the prince from his curse… ...or destroy the whole kingdom. (Artwork by Horrifiest: https://x.com/horrifiest)

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

The Country of Asterra drives with steam engineering and gold, but beneath its progress lies corruption, deception and manipulation. And as the Sovereigns elections approach, rival noble houses claw for control while commoners struggle to survive the fallout of their wars. In the midst of these chaos, new alliances rise, as they battle against injustice in asterra.

#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

Everything in this world is under the power of laws. Abided by the law of Heavens and kept everything in an order. But, there are some exceptional cases where destinies are written like a vacant book. No order, no rules; everything is designed from choices we made and make. More like a chess and chess board. Here, this is the story where the destiny keep playing like a chess and the events like chess pieces and moves. The more you go, the more you be enlighten. The less you go, the less complexity will be. When story begins there will be choices and the choices are hidden but driven by the events, slowly leads to the destiny. 'Kiaria' a character who becomes route and initiator of destiny. Let us see where this destiny guides to. The story is not written in a character POV, instead in a witness style. You can feel everything happens right in front of you. My contact : [email protected].(for Royal Road verification purpose)

A Tale of three brothers who rule the most powerful city in the world.

What would you do if you met a mysterious charming stranger, but could never fully see his face? That was the very predicament Cloud Belmont found himself in. It was unusual to find the spark one had been searching for, for so many years on Palace Grounds, but somehow they had found each other. Although this mysterious man knows everything about Cloud. Cloud has not even seen the face of the person he spends endless amounts of hours with. Follow Cloud’s journey on finding out who the man is and his own journey on finding himself.

A Shapeshifter kept in stasis since the end of the first Wizarding War finally awakens at the age of 11. Born with two distinct identities and fathered by a man widely considered a Dark Lord...How will Lunaris and Solaris, twins sharing a singular body, fare against the craziness that is the Wizarding world?

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.

Jay Markov is the golden boy of St. Ivy High- Charming, and effortlessly loved. But behind the easy smiles and chaotic school days lies a truth no one can know: he's the second son of the secretive Markov family, a shadow dynasty that quietly rules the nation. Balancing ruthless family politics, rival heirs, and the warmth of friendships he desperately wants to protect, Jay walks a razor's edge between two worlds. As secrets unravel and emotions run high, one thing becomes clear— The throne he ran from... may be the one he's meant to claim.

The King has fallen. A country in mourning and a royal family fractured. Kommos would never feel the same as when Ezra first arrived in the country and never would be. For the entire world life had moved on from that tragic day but for Ezra having had stood still. The deep desire to know why may be the very thing that puts him in danger as well but he’s far beyond the point of caring. Will Ezra's redemption uncover the truth about the ghosts haunting the Palace or will he find himself being amongst them? •••• BOOK 2 of the ‘For My’ Series. Please note you have to read Book 1 ‘For My King’ before reading book 2.

[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!

Who doesn't know the name of the great general Lu Chen? From commoners to nobles, everyone knows her. She was a great general in the Xion military, a woman who was both highly respected and feared. "The Frozen Blade," was her nickname a deadly, sharp, and merciless blade of ice. She was the only female general in the entire Xion military. Her cold, untouchable demeanor and piercing gaze made many tremble in her presence. Her method of conquering enemies was terrifying she would not hesitate to sever the throats of anyone who dared to mess with her. However, who would have thought that this feared and respected general would meet her end on the battlefield. While leading her troops to eradicate a mafia group that had been troubling the nation, a bullet pierced her body due to a small mistake—a mistake she never forgave herself for. As blood flowed profusely and her vision began to darken, Lu Chen thought it was the end. However, fate had other plans. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in the body of a princess of the Lu Empire a weak and cowardly girl who had only known tears for her entire life, constantly subjected to the cruelty of Empress Ning and her daughter, Lu Mei. “Don't worry,” Liu Chen thought coldly. “Those of you who bullied this princess... will know what it's like to live in hell.”

Being swapped with the real princess wasn’t on Aera’s life plan—but apparently, fate (and her stepmother) had other ideas. Now she’s on her way to the Northern Kingdom, where her new husband is rumored to breathe fire, eat humans, and occasionally burn down villages when he’s moody. Her mission? Make the Dragon King fall in love with her… before he finds out she’s not royal blood, just a commoner with a death wish and questionable flirting skills. But Aera quickly learns three things: The Dragon King is annoyingly handsome. His scales are hotter than sin. He’s way too good at seeing through lies. Between dodging fireballs, surviving royal politics, and pretending she totally knows how to seduce a dragon, Aera might just do the impossible— make a monster fall in love… or end up his next barbecue.

This is a fan translation of 拒绝我啊，可恶的女人 The original author is 帝国の咕咕鸽 Please support them! === Linen transmigrated into a brainless power-fantasy world overflowing with protagonists and plot armor. His new identity? A textbook villain prince — the cannon-fodder love rival fated to be crushed. But then he awakened a system: [The Stronger the Rejection, the Greater the Power]. The crueler the rejection, the more potent the reward. Die like a dog in accordance with the original plot and get turned down flat? No, no — far too basic. The most elite hunters never lack for patience. Ordinary rejections are boring. Only betrayal cuts like salt on an open wound. So what’s the plan? Befriend a scrappy underdog protagonist no one believes in, stand by his side as a loyal brother-in-arms — then, on the eve of his breakthrough trial, reveal your full strength and mess with his head by confessing your feelings. Become sworn companions with a vengeance-driven hero steeped in hatred, only to leak every critical secret right before his revenge plan launches — and declare that you did it all on purpose. Then confess. As for the arrogant, destiny-blessed phoenix-type heroine? You’re the lifelong stumbling block planted in her path to success! And if this still doesn’t get you savagely rejected… ... Wait — you’re accepting the confession? What do you mean you broke out of prison just to thank me? Who the hell said I wanted to spend my life with you? You hear one sentence and fixate on just three words!? Reject me, you vile woman!

For centuries, the people of Nytheris have been trapped in a cycle of regression, immortal, yet never free. When King Orion of Nytheris dies without returning, his granddaughter Elara Nytheris Veyldan must navigate on how her grandfather achieved a full death without regressing back. Nine lives. Nine deaths. Nine betrayals by those she once loved, her father, her fiancé, her own family. But in her tenth life, everything changes. Her father, Duke Caelum Veyldan, dreams of her deaths, his guilt cracking open fragments of past lives. Her former fiancé, Crown Prince Adrienne Aurelthar, is haunted by visions of the girl he once ruined. Even the very curse begins to unravel, the silver sigil on Elara's wrist fading with every act of acceptance rather than resistance. When Kaelion Veyrath of Aetherion, a demi-god prince carrying the essence of the Moon's light, appears, the truth surfaces: "Nytheris' immortality was never a gift. It was a prison born from her grandfather's desperate pact with The Eclipser, the deity of oblivion. The endless cycles of pain are the price of that broken deal." To break it, Elara must do the unthinkable: stop seeking love, stop feeding the curse with longing, and let go of the pain that binds her soul. To break the curse, Elara must let go of the love, pain, and longing that have chained her for centuries-and forgive a world that never deserved her. Because freedom doesn't come from vengeance. It comes from release.