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Soulmate of the Vampire Prince

[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!
Eva_Moon04 · 220k Views

Heirs of Silence

Heirs of Silence is a powerful literary drama that explores wealth, legacy, and the dangerous comfort of silence. Born into the billionaire Blackwood dynasty, Adrian Blackwood is raised to inherit an empire built on global influence and immaculate appearances. To the world, the Blackwoods symbolize success and stability. Privately, their fortune is sustained by secrecy, unethical deals, and a long-standing agreement to never ask questions that could fracture the family’s power. When Adrian’s sister, Isabella, uncovers evidence linking their family’s empire to environmental destruction, political manipulation, and human suffering, the foundation of their inheritance begins to crack. Pressured by their authoritarian father, Leonard Blackwood, Adrian is forced to confront an impossible choice: protect the legacy he was groomed to lead, or expose the truth that could destroy it. As buried documents surface and victims step forward, the family’s carefully maintained silence collapses under public scrutiny. The empire falls, Leonard is imprisoned, and Adrian becomes an unlikely witness against his own blood. But the story does not end with exposure. Instead, it follows the long aftermath of truth, legal battles, institutional resistance, and the quiet exhaustion of accountability. Rejecting the role of savior, Adrian helps create the Global Accountability Ledger, a decentralized system designed to preserve transparency beyond individual control. As powerful institutions attempt to repackage silence through regulation and polite compromise, Adrian steps back, allowing communities, students, journalists, and activists to carry the work forward. Through personal loss, public backlash, and generational reckoning, Heirs of Silence examines what happens after secrets are revealed, and how truth must be maintained to endure. In the end, the novel argues that legacies are not redeemed through inheritance, but reshaped through courage, shared responsibility, and the refusal to remain silent. Heirs of Silence is a reflective, emotionally grounded story about breaking cycles of power and proving that the most meaningful inheritance is not wealth, but voice.
Michael_Akpan · 1.3k Views

GOT/ASOIAF: I am Arthur Pendragon

For ten thousand years, the Kingdom of Britain has stood apart from the wars and ambitions of the known world. Ruled by the ancient line of Pendragon kings, Britain is a realm forged not by conquest, but by legend, its sovereignty guarded by sacred law, unmatched knights, arcane wisdom, and the eternal blade Excalibur. While empires rose and fell across Essos and Westeros, Britain endured, bound by a faith that forbids invasion and a creed that demands strength only in defense. From the First Men to the Age of Dragons, from the Doom of Valyria to the rise and fall of the Iron Throne, Britain has watched, negotiated, repelled, and survived. Kings knelt elsewhere. Britain never did. Now, as the Seven Kingdoms stand fractured beneath a new crown, old alliances stir, ancient bloodlines awaken, and the balance that kept Britain apart begins to shift. Legends long thought immutable may yet be tested—and the fate of Known world may hinge once more on the will of a Pendragon. ------------------------------------------------------------------ I have had this idea in my head for some time, so i decided to record it just in case. What to expect: first of all, I am still undergoing physical therapy so don't expect a steady supply of chapters. The mc will be overpowered because, Excalibur. it will be a harem story (confirmed: Dany, Marg, Myrcella, Sansa. Unconfirmed: Everyone else.) There will be R18 chapters and smut. possible pregnancy and kids in the middle of the story. expect a lot of hate for the faith and the citadel. yes, the mc will have a dragon (possibly a dragon with four legs and a set of wings) The mc is the same age of Jon snow. It will be fast paced. ---------------------------------------------------------------- READ THE FIRST CHAPTER FOR LORE ABOUT BRITAIN AND ITS 10,000 YEARS OF HISTORY.
WolF_KisSEd73 · 27.3k Views

This Princess is an Extra

Princess Elinessa was enjoying her new life inside a fluffy novel; with jewels, gowns, and the ease of a crown. Determined to avoid the messy drama of the main plot, she chose to live quietly as a side character. And complete the novel by helping the main characters in their plot. But a strange glitch rewrote the story, merging it with something darker. Suddenly, a villain who was never meant to exist appeared… and his eyes were fixed on her. Will she manage to stay out of the rewritten tale and find a way back home, or be pulled into a fate that was never hers to claim? Come and find out in this slow-burn romance. EXCERPT: Elinessa’s breath came sharp and furious as she was running, soaked gown clinging to her frame, golden hair plastered to her cheeks. She turned around the corner, heart racing but she slammed right into him. A hand shot out. Fingers curled tight as steel wrapped around her wrist. Her wrist was pinned held high against the wall in Drayce’s iron grip and yet, her glare didn’t waver. She looked every bit a furious storm in silk and bruises. He looked...cold and quietly, unmistakably furious too. Drayce tilted his head, water dripping from his dark hair strands, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. “Running?” he said softly. Too softly. Elinessa yanked her wrist. But he didn’t let go, even tightening his hold on her. “Let me go,” she hissed, her voice trembling perhaps due to cold or anger. He stepped closer. Bringing his face too close to hers. “Feisty for a dove.” he murmured, breath ghosting against her rain-slick skin. “I decide who flies in my territory.” His golden eyes dragged over her face, slow and unbothered like he had all the time in the world. “You keep fighting like you're not already caged.” Elinessa’s eyes narrowed, voice steady even as her pulse pounded: “Careful, Your Majesty. Even caged birds bite. You were never meant to be part of my story,” she snapped, shaking with fury. His smile was bitter. Bladed he replied “And yet, here we are. The story is ours now” Elinessa (whispering): “Then I’ll rewrite the ending… before it rewrites me.” Drayce’s smile deepened not warm, but cold. Like a hunter who hadn’t caught a bird... but clipped its wings himself.
MoonLight_97 · 125.1k Views

The Dragon's Heart: Unspoken Passion

[ON HIATUS] 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 • slow-paced *very* • 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 · 165.8k Views