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#DarkRomance #ModernRoyalty #PossessiveAlpha #DominantOmega #AlphaDominant #RoyalCourt #ForcedEngagement #SlowBurn #ABO #PowerImbalance #ChosenMate #PoliticalMarriage Dean Fitzgeralt has spent his life protected by power, choice, and the careful distance his family built around him. As a dominant omega born into one of the Empire’s most influential houses, he knows what the world expects of him and how carefully those expectations must be managed. When political pressure closes in, Dean makes a choice meant to end a growing diplomatic standoff: he accepts an engagement to Crown Prince Arion of Alamina without truly knowing the man behind the proposal. Arion is a dominant alpha whose power comes with a brutal truth: without a mate, he is dangerously close to madness. If he goes berserk, entire regions could pay the price. Dean is the only solution. Now bound by his choice, Dean must leave everything familiar behind and step into Alamina’s court, where patience is lethal, possession is quiet but absolute, and Arion’s restraint rests on him alone. He chose this willingly. What he didn’t know was how dangerous being chosen back would be. Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King Taming the Wild Beast of Alamina

Seventeen years ago, a mighty kingdom fell in a single night, and its royal bloodline vanished without a trace. In a quiet village far from war, a boy named Kael grows up haunted by dreams of fire, crowns, and a voice calling him to run. When mysterious soldiers attack his home searching for a lost heir, Kael’s hidden power awakens—and his ordinary life shatters. Forced to flee with a mysterious knight and hunted by dark forces, Kael uncovers secrets about his past, an ancient throne, and a destiny tied to the survival of the realm itself. But in a world full of betrayal, magic, and forgotten legends, one question remains: Can a boy who never wanted a crown become the king everyone needs?

Three Princes, One Crown. Following the order of the Emperor, Three princes from different kingdoms sets out as mere men. Crowns hidden, no guards , true identity concealed. In the bustling central kingdom, fate entwines them. William, playful yet persistent, finds himself drawn to Adrian- an elegant prince whose beauty hides thorns sharper than blades. What happens when they find out they are rivals for the throne but it was too late because feelings weights as much as the crown? But shadows move.The third prince and an assassin were lingering, waiting to take their lives. The third Prince- far; yet close, moves in Secret. While Dada, an assassin sent to slay the princes at the Emperor's command, finds his heart ensnared by the one man he should never love. #Romance #Prince #hiddenidentity #boyslove #MxM #smut #rival

In a kingdom ruled by duty and ambition, a forbidden love blooms in secret, threatening to overturn centuries of power. A prophecy whispers of a union so powerful it could unite kingdoms and yet, jealousy and betrayal lurk closer than loyalty. Two sisters are bound by fate, one radiant and untouchable, the other shadowed and cunning, both pawns and players in a game they never chose. When a legendary warrior arrives, drawn inexplicably to the one she cannot claim, passion ignites, scandal spreads, and hearts are tested against the weight of destiny. A mother’s obsession, a kingdom’s fragile politics, and a love that defies rules converge in a storm of desire, deceit, and danger. As betrayal twists into tragedy, the line between loyalty and envy blurs, and only the courage to forgive and the willingness to protect can break the cycle. Bound by a curse older than memory, their fates are etched into a twin rose, one light, one dark, destined to bloom every new life until when love and shadow finally find balance. In a new world where every choice carries consequence, love itself becomes the greatest rebellion, and only those who dare risk everything can hope to see the rose stripped of deceit, blooming in crimson, ivory, and ash.

When you play the great game you either die or you win the is no middle ground. "The Throne will be mine I will be the sovereign and emerge as the last one from the great game" that is the mindset you must have and there is no cruelty in the game only victory and loss what happens between the two is merely an "outcome" of the situation.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Flamma should have known that even in her third life as Death's pawn, nothing would be easy. Even as Rhaegar's queen the darkness follows her every step and threatens those close to her. But little did her enemies know the true extent of her powers... or did they? Either way, their world will be reborn in flames...

Armed with a sharp mind, a soldier’s discipline, and a psychologist’s uncanny insight, she refuses to play the role of the kingdom’s laughingstock. Her sudden transformation sends shockwaves through the palace… and catches the attention of the most dangerous man… What begins as a desperate attempt to survive court politics becomes a tangled web of affection, rivalry, and desire. She only wants her freedom—but the men around her seem determined to win her heart, her mind, or her power. And in a world where a single misstep can topple empires, Tang Ke Xin must decide whether to rewrite her fate… or let these royal wolves fight for a place at her side. A story of rebirth, intrigue, and unexpected romance, where a once‑simple girl becomes the most captivating woman in the empire—and every royal gentleman wants to claim her.

Everyone has a role in life. Some are nothing more than parasites sucking up oxygen, while others become pillars that support the worlds of those around them. Some are born to create, others to destroy, and the vast majority simply become background characters in a grand story they never quite comprehend. Only a handful ever truly understand their part. The rest spend their lives searching, or even die without ever knowing. I am one of the latter. A background character with no great ambitions and no epic dreams. My goal is simple: to live a comfortable, peaceful, and stable life. It should have stayed that way... until I was reborn inside Skyfall Cataclysm, a VR game that was banned for having visuals that were far too realistic. I woke up as Azariah Vladys Di Randal, the cursed child of a powerful noble family. That identity quickly revealed a horrifying truth. I was the Biggest Villain, the Final Boss, a monster destined to bring destruction upon the entire world. There's just one problem. Right now, I'm weak, powerless, and hunted by many who want me dead. All I want is to go home. [You will return to Earth if you destroy this world.] That was the deal. At first, I treated it like a role. A performance. Survival demanded cruelty, manipulation, and blood. But power is seductive. The fear in my enemies' eyes became addictive. The line between the character I was playing and the person I am began to fade, then vanish entirely. Now, I face a truth more terrifying than any enemy: I'm not pretending to be the villain anymore. I have become one.

Woke up in a child’s body after getting hit by a truck? Well, thanks for still being alive! You find yourself not in your familiar world—surrounded by communicators, galonet, and all the other comforts of civilization—but in a place where everyone drives smoky cars running on burning hydrocarbons? Could be worse. At least you don’t have to chase mammoths with a spear. Did the universe throw you some classic transmigrator goodies? I’ll take a hundred! What do you mean, no? Just a couple, but hefty ones… That’ll do for a start.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ “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.

“I shall always chase you my bird, golden golden golden my love, my Canary I the wolf shall follow you”.  Three very unlikely people come together in love. A quiet chubby plain looking girl whose friends have all married but her.  A Duke who's been overseas for almost all his life following the emperors order. And a soon to be Viscount who spends all his time in books and business. What the Emperor and Canary’s father out toftehr to lessen the power of the Duke and bring more power to them with the viscount turns into what others didn’t image it would turn into a love story. What turns into them both trying to win the marriage of Canary to gain the diamond mine and she’s that would gain them more power turns into something more tragic. With betrayal, heartbreak, gainful trust and love. Who will Canary choose and when she has chosen or the man her parents has chosen for her. Will it truly be love and end in peace or will something more sad? This is the love story of The Canary and The Wolf. 

A king without a throne. A kingdom ruled by something that should not exist. And a monster who has already paid the price for power. Seraphiel is cast from his castle without war, without revolt—without even an enemy he can name. In his place rises a king who does not rule by presence, but by acceptance. A crown worn by absence. A sovereignty no one can explain, yet everyone obeys. Stripped of title and shelter, Seraphiel is forced into exile as his kingdom continues without him, unchanged and uncaring. The Eye watches. It always has. Far from the throne, Seraphiel encounters Sol—a man marked long before Seraphiel was born, shaped by a curse that rewrote reality itself. Sol does not offer comfort or guidance. He offers understanding sharpened by cruelty. A lesson learned in Seriol, where suffering was permitted, observed, and—at times—admired. Under Sol’s looming prescence, Seraphiel learns that power does not always arrive as force. Sometimes it comes as endurance. Sometimes as complicity. Sometimes as the quiet decision to allow what should never be allowed. Above it all, the Eye looks down on the Kingless Kingdom with something like pity, mourning a cycle it will never interrupt. The Kingless Kingdom is a dark fantasy tragedy about dispossession, false sovereignty, and the slow realization that some evils persist not because they are imposed—but because they are endured. The throne is empty. The crown is worn. And the kingdom remains.

Foolishness is humanity’s greatest sin… and I suppose I’ve drowned far too deep in it because of her. . . . Power always demands a price. That’s what they always said, and they were right. After I awakened a strength capable of cleaving a dragon in a single swing, the world took its payment by ripping away the one thing that mattered most to me. My reason to live… gone. Since then, one question haunted every breath I took: what was I living for? The answer came in the form of someone far beyond my reach—a queen with crimson eyes that could burn through one’s soul, standing so high above that ordinary men had no right to even look at her. A woman I shouldn’t have touched, not even in a dream. And yet she was the only spark left in the darkness of my life. To stand beside her, I had to grow stronger. Not just strong enough to split a dragon. Not just strong enough to tear apart monsters. I must be strong enough to split a god in two. And so I climbed—rising from a nameless commoner to a celebrated war hero… or perhaps something closer to a mad hero. After all, heroes aren’t supposed to enjoy the sound of bones shattering, the screams of their enemies, or the scent of blood clinging to their skin the way I do. Me? I’m better suited to being called a mad dog. A mad dog that will sink its fangs into anyone who dares stand in my way, even her. And if the world wants to stop me… let it try. I’ve lost everything once. I don’t mind making the world feel the same. . . . The opening seven chapters use a first-person POV, before shifting into third-person for the rest of the novel. If you’re enjoying the story, you can support me with power stones and add it to your collection. And if you have any questions or anything you want to say, just drop a comment—I’d be happy to hear from you!

Ever wondered how twisted destinies can be? Dive in the world where present conquers History and Gods dances on the last remaining earth. Descended from Heavens , stories of every character with their own unique taste of life, see who is above time and fate, and find out how modern world complexions rewires reality. Genre:Fantasy , Sci-fi , thriller etc. Contains too long stories in it. Overall fantasy theme. MC:always changes with accordance to story telling. World building: High level(complex), contains 4 major time-lapse after our earth got destroyed, in starting it's 2nd major time-lapse. 1st:overall based on brain games 2nd:overall it's fantasy and sci fi 3rd:overall logical enough fantasy with sci fi 4th:a plaything of True Ascends. There are time loops and holes hidden in stories to make it even more interesting , find them out by reading it! (there are other books to support story understanding on same platform.)

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?

"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.”

Born beneath crimson prophecy and silver silence, Winter Lucifuge enters the world as the twin no one wanted. While his brother inherits the blazing Power of Destruction, Winter survives without magic, without inheritance, and without love. In an Underworld where worth is measured in annihilation, he is deemed defective—discarded long before he can fail. Yet Winter does not burn. He endures. Abandoned in the shadow of House Gremory, he grows not through power, but through precision. Not through devotion, but through understanding. As prodigies are praised and monsters are crowned, Winter studies the systems that erased him—and begins to carve a path no one else can follow. This is the story of neglect turned into inevitability, and of a son the Underworld chose to forget… until winter finally comes for them all.

At the center of the universe stands Pramba Earth, home to the L-Bearers—rulers who govern the 12 Earths with iron fists and rigid systems that crush human dignity. For seven thousand years, a grand history has been erased, leaving the world in darkness about the truth of its past. Jōgan, a young man raised on the isolated Gaia Earth, never imagined that he would become the most dangerous hunted target in the galaxy. He is the heir of the Ten’nen Eye, sealed with ancient powers feared by the rulers of Pramba. Now, wielding the power he has inherited, Jōgan must traverse all 12 Earths to reclaim the throne that was stolen. The journey has begun—and the buried history is about to rise.

• 1-2 New Chapters Every Day A 21st-century tech manager from 2035 wakes up in the body of Emperor Commodus—the mad ruler fated to die by his own guard. Marcus Holt doesn’t plan to go down like that. He’s got one advantage: JARVIS, a solar-powered AI he built back on Earth, still running on his battered laptop. With it, he can predict famine, stop riots, and even outsmart senators. But in ancient Rome, a machine that thinks like a god is the most dangerous secret a man can have. Lucilla, Commodus’s brilliant sister, senses something wrong. Her brother suddenly speaks with reason instead of rage, reforms instead of blood. To her, that means one thing—he’s possessed. And she will stop him before he tears apart the world she knows. Then there’s Marcia, the former slave who once feared Commodus but now sees something human behind his eyes. She becomes his ally, his love, and the only person he dares to trust with the truth about JARVIS. Together, they dream of saving Rome—even as it turns against them. But the closer Marcus gets to building a better empire, the clearer it becomes that changing history might destroy him first. Will Commodus’s heart win over his logic—or will the god he created decide his fate?