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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

"I beg your pardon. I should not have come. I did not mean to be a bother.” He stepped aside, extending a subtle invite. “But that is the problem. I find myself wanting you to.” Her breath caught. “Mr Brand…” “Come, Madelyn,” he mumbled. “Come in.” Hesitantly, she obeyed. He closed the door firmly. Commanding the high seas as he had always, Brand amasses his wealth focused on business and his fealty to the king, with his thoughts of women remaining the same: they are not worth the trouble and time they are awarded. No woman is allowed to bother him. None, until Madelyn. Madelyn wishes to live above the thoughts of her late husband's family and to do that, she must escape their good pleasure and find a life for herself, the farther the better. Brand's crew offers the opportunity to do so, and she would without any man commanding her ever. But what must she do when Brand's command is the very one she now wishes for?

"Qat.. or a Future?" ​"A single question tore through his consciousness before he impacted the jagged cliffs of Mount Sabir. But death was not the finale; it was merely the 'Prelude to an Eternal Taqreeha.' ​Muqarih awoke in a fractured world, torn between factions warring for survival amidst a famine that devoured souls before bodies. It was a realm echoing only with the clash of energy blades and the hissing breath of warriors. In this wasteland, none cared for the weak; all chased the mirage of power. ​But Muqarih seeks no throne, and their wars hold no charm for him. He searches for something else. He hunts for the 'Greenery' that withered in his veins. He seeks the plant that once granted him 'Sultanate'—the divine trance amidst the chaos. ​He discovered that this world lacked 'Kayf' (The Essence of Bliss). The 'Taqreeha' he carried in his mind from the heights of the Cairo Castle had transmuted into a mystical force known as [The Breath of Stillness]. While the world grappled in madness, Muqarih moved with a terrifying chill, piercing through the ranks of the factions, searching for the thread that would lead him to what he had lost."

A 2 years old princess was supposed to obey the orders of men. She was supposed to be calm, and even got slapped by her own father. On a place where Men are being dominant towards women, will she broke her own chains

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic, but breathed life into the world. They were the weavers of Black Magic, more commonly known as Witches. For thousands of years, the earth has been barren of them. For a Witch is not born, she is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this forbidden power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be pushed past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a devotion that rivals her own: a dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps.

Noah is a transmigrator who arrived in the Britain of the Type-Moon world, becoming a subordinate of the famous witch, Morgan. At this moment, Merlin has just announced the matter of the Sword in the Stone, declaring that "he who pulls out this sword shall be the divinely chosen king." However, Morgan has long seen through Merlin's trickery and orders Noah to take this opportunity to infiltrate the enemy's ranks as a knight and find the right moment to assassinate the new king. Knowing the plot, Noah is aware that Morgan sent many "assassins" who eventually surrendered and even became Knights of the Round Table, so he agrees to go. According to his plan, he was supposed to fail in his assassination of Artoria and then naturally transition into becoming a Knight of the Round Table. But... Holding the Sword in the Stone and watching the knights below immediately pledge their loyalty to him, even Noah doesn't know what to say. It turns out... I'm the new king? *** 100 PS = 1 Bonus Chapter 5 Star Review = 1 Bonus Chapter

It began with the sundering of Being and Abyss. The Deas and the Abyssites discorded themselves over what should be and what should not be.  Destiny, greatest of the Abyssites, compelled: "All that is shall be; all that is, is Me. I am King of Abyss. All there is, is My decree."

She had spent more than 10 years of her life working hard to make her dream of opening her very own restaurant, only to die on the die of the opening. How tragic can her life be?! When she opened her eyes again to see she was reborn into the body of a little girl, she thought she had thought the heavens felt pity for her unfortunate life, but it turns out their pity was so humiliating. Why did she have to be reincarnated as the unloved false daughter of a lecherous king destined to die in a foreign land? No, she has to escape to change her fate! But how can she ever escape from the heavily guarded cold palace?

Fengyu loved gold, silver, and jewels more than anything. Her greatest dream was to eat, drink, and enjoy life as a salted fish. Her fiancé was the third-ranked scholar in the imperial exams, handsome as the legendary Pan An. Her salted fish life was perfectly complete. Her husband was poor? No problem, she was rich! But who would have thought that the winds of fate would shift, causing her soul to transmigrate into the body of Xie Xun, a dashing and rebellious young marquis, even making him lose a leg due to her. To survive on the battlefield, the salted fish had to turn over and rise, learning horseback riding, archery, and military strategy. The young marquis, bearing her face, caused chaos everywhere. Her fiancé, deeming her wild and foolish, broke off their engagement. She got engaged, and he reneged. She made money, and he squandered it. Her mountains of gold and silver were all emptied by him, and the two became locked in a love-hate relationship. Gradually, the plot started to go off the rails. The ex-fiancé, after breaking off the engagement, regretted it and confessed his deep love. Fengyu: I've already fallen for someone else. A scheming girl at the archery range tried to kill her, only for Fengyu to stab herself instead. Fengyu: What to do now? It looks like you've committed murder. Her parents, who had defended the borders for decades, returned home only to say, "Daughter, go follow the young marquis and start a rebellion!" How did the originally carefree salted fish storyline turn into one of a villain rising? In the end… Raising a husband turned out to be a money pit, but the husband was certainly worth it! A sickly schemer hiding their true nature (Fengyu) vs. A dashing but cunning strategist (Xie Xun)

"In this life, my wedding dress was meant to be my shroud, and the man at the altar, my executioner." I woke up inside the pages of a tragic novel as Cherise, a minor character destined to be the sacrificial lamb. According to the original plot, my role was simple: marry the "Blood Duke," Galen, and die at his hands on our wedding night to trigger his transformation into the world’s ultimate villain. But as I stand at the altar, looking into Galen’s cold, soul-piercing eyes, I realize I’m not ready to let the curtains close on my life just yet. To survive, I must play the part of the "Fragile Bride" perfectly. I use my pale skin and trembling hands to stir a protectiveness in Galen that he didn’t know he possessed. However, the palace is a viper’s nest. My rival, Elena, is determined to see me dead, going as far as "gifting" me the cursed Phoenix wedding dress—a garment tied to Galen’s darkest trauma. One wrong move, and the dress won't just be a fashion statement; it will be my shroud. Now, I am caught in a lethal game of obsession and secrets. Galen is starting to look at me not as a sacrifice, but as a woman he’d burn the world to keep. Can I unravel the mystery of the Fénix and tame the villain’s heart, or will my "fragility" be the very thing that shatters under the weight of his dark love?

In an era brimming with noise, where danger and opportunity coexist, the practice of martial arts, various folk customs, strange tales, taboos, imperial courts, and the world of martial artists abound. Among these are the grandmasters, magical duels, ghostly encounters, divinations, invoking the divine, ritual plays, esoteric Buddhism, and the pursuit of immortality. In this diverse and complex world, where the three teachings intermingle and all kinds of people abound, the sphere of mysticism is filled with folklores and bizarre stories. It's a tumultuous time, where danger and opportunity exist side by side. Striding with his saber, Li Yan is determined to dispel all evil and embrace a world free from any taboo!

Author Synopsis:Woke up in a child's body after being hit by a truck? Thank goodness I'm alive! Find yourself in an unfamiliar world, surrounded by communicators, the Holonet, and other benefits of civilization, while everyone around you uses smoky cars powered by burning hydrocarbons? It could be worse. At least you don't have to chase a mammoth with a spear. Did the universe dish out classic transmigrator goodies? Give me a hundred! What, not? Just a couple, but they were hefty grand pianos... That'll do for now. TL synopsis: Previous life-Futuristic AU This life- Richie rich in Harry potter world Evil Dumbledore,MC introduces new mageTech at around middle of story, MC is a good guy with a big ego, no harem 1 love interest Family has Damm near Infinite money, but he tries to make his own wealth

Vivia’s dream was to become the Maestro - the pinnacle of dance. But both her dream and life ended with a single arrow through her heart. She surrendered to death, only to awaken as Clairette Emberlain, the viciously murdered royal Princess of the Human Realm. As if that wasn't enough, she came face to face with the greatest archenemy of humans - a demon. Not just any demon but the Demon Crown Prince, Zerath Rudaheim himself. With Clairette's life still in danger, she was left with no choice but to seek refuge in the Demon Realm. But… Amidst centuries of hatred between humans and demons, Vivia and Zerath found themselves falling in love against all odds and enmities. A forbidden love where the only mercy they could hope for was death. Yet Zerath vowed - “I will make you my bride one day.” But unknown to them, something far more dire than their forbidden love lurked in the shadows that threatened the existence of their realms. A conspiracy that fed on this very ancient hatred to bring the world to its doom. With a love that could burn Vivia and Zerath into the depths of fiery hell, will they choose their future or will duty eventually triumph? Will their love be the salvation or a spark that would ignite another war between their worlds? Cover art: @vatarison.art

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

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?” [Content Warning This story may contain explicit adult content, including violence, killing, bloodshed, and other mature themes. Some chapters may not include specific warnings.] Thank you for reading my book.

Roy from another world transmigrated into a world Aethernox, he awakens in the body of a disgraced third prince — a name whispered with disappointment and political disaster. In his previous life, he lived without purpose. In this one, he inherits consequences that he does not remember creating. Roy was originally an introverted nerd who always read novels and watched anime. When he got powers, he decided to enjoy his life as a rich noble who had access to beautiful girls but fate decided something else for him. A dark future is waiting ahead. An anomaly gave him a system. This system has Invisible strands of fate connecting people, decisions, and destiny itself. And Roy has the power to manipulate them. [Narrative Threat Level: Negligible] [Deviation Index: 0.4%] [Authority: Error]

Kael Voss is the second son of a great noble house in the kingdom of Vaereth, where bloodline magic determines everything — your power, your land, your name, your worth. His blood is the weakest in four generations. His ability, dismissed by his family as a consolation prize, lets him feel what people carry emotionally. Not a fighter. Not an heir. Just a young man who notices things that everyone else has decided not to see. When a quiet, precise archivist named Nara arrives at the estate with forged credentials and a hidden name, Kael is drawn to her in the way you are drawn to someone who occupies silence the way most people occupy noise. What begins as an intellectual partnership in the family archive slowly becomes something neither of them planned for — because Nara did not come to the Voss estate to fall in love. She came for the truth. The truth is this: sixty-three years ago, Kael's grandfather orchestrated the complete annihilation of a rival noble family — the Marens — forty-seven people including children and infants, erased through an ancient illegal ritual that transferred their entire bloodline's magical strength into the Voss family. Everything the Voss name stands on — the estate, the standing, the power that Kael's brother Seran wears so naturally — was purchased with forty-seven lives. Nara is the granddaughter of the only survivor, an eight-year-old girl who was carried through a river crossing in the dark and spent her life knowing exactly who had done it. As Kael unravels the buried documentation and confronts his family one by one — his brother who has known for three years and chosen silence, his father who inherited the secret as a young man and built a life of deliberate goodness around it, his mother who chose the living over the dead and has maintained that choice with flawless, suffocating composure ever since — he is forced to ask the question that sits under all the others: can you love people completely and also hold what they have done? There is no clean answer. The love is real. The crime is real. Both things occupy the same space and neither one cancels the other out, and Kael — the overlooked one, the weak one, the one who was never supposed to matter — is the only person in the house willing to stand in the middle of that and refuse to look away.

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

Something about Jaime was different—his demeanor, his way of thinking—and whether that change would prove a blessing or a curse, only time would tell. ---- [This story is also being posted on Royal Road under the username Daario_W] *This is an uplift story, we will see the rise of technology in Westeros. *Update every Wednesday and Saturday

Transmigrated into the world of a novel as Lucien Atreilight—the second prince of the Solairé Empire, a minor character fated to die alongside his entire family in a ruthless struggle for the throne—he has no choice but to fight for survival in a borrowed body. To survive, he trains through blood and sweat, determined to crush every red flag in his path and every threat to his family. Trying to play it safe, he refuses to follow the plot and twists every event he can in his favor. Yet, little things he knows, every single thing he does only derails the story further—even the antagonists meant to fight the hero start hunting him for ruining their schemes.