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Legacy - Where Did You Go

“We might be mortals, but our legacy will never die.” All her life, Salīa has been called a demon. The rebellious princess who no one believed deserved a crown. A girl her people decided was not one of them long before she could understand why. But those who truly know her see something different: a clever, kind, and mischievous warrior-healer willing to sacrifice everything for the people she loves. When her land is attacked, and her family vanishes without a trace, Salīa is forced to awaken something far greater than a crown - her destiny as the reborn Protector, a mysterious force that reincarnates whenever the realm needs it most. And just in time, too. After 300 years, the barriers have fallen, and demons have returned with a vengeance. As war spreads across the realm and a mysterious dark enforcer rises in its wake, Salīa must journey through treacherous lands, unravel ancient magic, uncover the truth behind the ancestral animals that shape every soul, and confront secrets buried deep within her past...and herself. All while searching for a fragmented prophecy that threatens to turn the realm against itself. Bound by duty. Haunted by desire. Tested by temptation. As time slips away and long-buried truths begin to surface, Salīa finds herself questioning not only her growing power - but what she is becoming. Because some believe the Protector will save the realm. Others believe she will destroy it. Eight lands. Eight books. One legacy. X IG - miss_sxvage
MiaMichel · 56.1k Views

His Secret Slave to Scandalous Queen

Excerpt... Henry’s hand shot out, closing around her arm, firmly enough that her breath caught. “Stay…” He stood beside her, close enough that she could feel him without touching him. “I…” Livia’s voice broke before it found strength. “I didn’t flee.” She still would not fully look at him. Her eyes remained on Bella. “This is not my fault,” she whispered. “No,” Henry said at once. “It isn’t.” He looked away, then back at her. “Do you love him, Livia?” “Please,” she cried. “Stop calling me that.” “Do you love him?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “So soon after me?” he asked. “I thought we…” He stopped. “I assumed you…” “That I what?” Livia asked, her voice trembling. “That I loved you? Henry…” she began then she caught herself. “Your Highness. I did seek solace in your arms... Yes. I will not lie about that. I wanted you. I trusted you. In a sea of sharks and wolves, you were the safest thing I could find.” Her eyes filled again. “You made me feel as though I could breathe. Turns out, you are no better.” “Why?” Henry asked quietly. “Because I am the king?” “Because you lied to me. You let me trust a man who did not exist.” “I existed.” “Henry the merchant existed because you created him.” “For good reasons, I had to keep my identity hidden,” Henry said. “The king moving around London without security,” he continued, “what do you think would happen?” “You speak as though I was asking you to announce yourself in the middle of Cheapside with trumpets and a crown. It doesn’t matter anymore,” Livia said, looking away from him. “I am getting married.” “Yes,” Henry said, the word leaving him like a blade drawn from flesh. “To my best friend. Did you tell him?” Henry asked. Livia’s brows drew together. “Tell him what?” “That I fucked you. Did you tell him I was your first? Did you tell him you once trusted me? That you once promised yourself to me because you thought I was the safest thing in your miserable world?” “That is not fair.” “Then tell me is it fair that Richard gets to call you his intended while I stand here pretending I do not know the sound of your moan? Is it fair that he holds your hand while I cannot even say your name without ruining you?” “Please stop.” “Did you tell him,” Henry pressed, unable to stop himself now, “that you were mine before you were ever his?” “How could I?” she asked, the words breaking. “I did not even know who you were.” “Then let me ask you this,” he said, leaning down just a little, his lips a hair’s breath from hers. “Has he fucked you? Has he touched what is mine?” ..... Sold into slavery and trapped in the brutal underworld of London, Livia Valenti is placed on the auction block. She makes a desperate choice and places her fate in the hands of the mysterious man who once caught her stealing. She does not know he is the King of England. Then comes Richard, Duke of Kingsmere willing to offer Livia the one thing Henry cannot easily give her— a future outside the shadows. Caught between the king who awakened her heart and the duke who may be her safest escape, Livia is pulled into a dangerous court. Livia becomes Diana Bellamy, the woman another man intends to wed, King Henry must decide how far a king can go before love becomes scandal, obsession, and war. From the author who brought you: 1. Undressed by the mafia God 2. Undressed by his arrogance 3. The Vampire's Luna
JoyceOrtsen · 379.4k Views

The Pawn Who Said Yes

Lucia Watts was once the golden daughter of Tomasso City, born into an illustrious family, raised in love, and destined for brilliance. But at seventeen, she made one fatal mistake: she brought a stranger named Anna Smith into her home. That mistake destroyed everything. Betrayed by the woman she trusted, Lucia’s father was framed and sentenced to life imprisonment. Her family collapsed overnight. Her father died under the wheels of oncoming traffic. Her mother lost her sanity. The hospital that carried her family’s name was stolen. Lucia died that day. And Emma Wilson was born. Four years later, Emma returns as the elegant and untouchable director of a Swiss cosmetics empire. Beautiful, ruthless, and patient, she has only one purpose: to drag Anna Smith and everyone who helped her into hell. Her path of revenge leads her straight to Ricard Anderson, Anna’s fiancé, a powerful CEO, and the perfect weapon. Lucia approaches him knowingly, seduces him deliberately and lets him fall in love with her step by step. She uses his desire, his influence, and his devotion as pieces on her chessboard. Ricard knows the truth. He knows she is using him. He knows her love is a lie. And yet, he chooses to stay. “I know I’m just a pawn,” he says. “But I’m willing.” As secrets are exposed, traps are set and blood debts are repaid, love becomes the most dangerous variable. Lucia wins her revenge but at the cost of everything else. Because some love stories are never meant to be saved. And some women choose revenge over redemption. ... Umee say that: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.
Umee_uuuuuuw · 37.5k Views

Sword of the Dead: The Master of the Dark World

“Kang Yuna, you’ll feel what it’s like to burn.” After tragically losing his mother in a fire, Kim Suho vows vengeance against the royal family, particularly Kang Yuna, whom he holds responsible. Desperate to escape the palace and its suffocating grip, as the royals ruthlessly suppress the truth, he struggles to break free from their control. In the midst of his turmoil, he crosses paths with Kim Hawoon, the formidable commander of the royal army. Recognizing Suho’s potential, Hawoon takes him under his wing, adopting and training him to harness his strength. “I will be your saviour. Let me train you… let me mould your magic in it’s full potential.” Fifteen years later, Suho resurfaces, now a skilled warrior, and assumes the role of Kang Yuna’s royal guard, his enemy, oblivious to his true identity. Not only that, to work beside her, he had to compete in the event Sword Raid. But as he plots his revenge, he uncovers the rotten core of the royal family, a reality far darker and more twisted than he ever imagined. “Whatever you’re after, you will never succeed.” “Whether, I succeed or not, it shouldn’t concern Her Highness.” Will vengeance consume him, or will the truth force him to reconsider his path? Can Suho face the consequences of his power? “It’s killing everyone. My magic… it’s killing them.” “It’s your fate… your existence… your very being to spread death. It’s what you really are, Suho.” Not only that, the great evil that’s on rise, Suho have to prepare himself to fight against it. To prepare for the battle that’s his very own doing. To prepare for the battle where he will lose his everything, his loved ones, his aim and the his own self. To prepare for the battle, that his sword had lead him to.
Jay_lina20 · 66.5k Views