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HEART OF THE DRAGON KING

Elara Ashford, 23, has been living a lie her entire life. She was brought up as Princess of Veridia, wearing silk and jewels, and she believes she has royal blood in her veins. However, when a marriage alliance insists that she marry the dreaded Dragon King of the North in order to stop war, her adopted family reveals the terrible truth: she was born with the real princess. She is merely the daughter of a commoner, a stand-in for the legitimate heir who was concealed for her "protection." Elara is now being sent to her death with a single, unachievable task: either make the monster fall in love with her or her real family, the commoners who abandoned her, will be put to death for treason. The Northern Kingdom is a real-life nightmare. Towers of obsidian are circled by dragons. In courtyards, Fae warriors hone their blades. In dimly lit hallways, witches murmur. And in charge of it all is Kael Draven, the ancient and deadly Dragon King, whose touch burns like dragonfire, whose amber eyes see through every lie, and whose court keeps a watchful eye on the frail human bride like wolves circling wounded prey. Elara anticipated a monster. She discovers a king who is plagued by centuries-old curses, haunted by betrayal, and frantically searching for his fated mate, whom he believes will break the curse that is slowly killing his people. He believes that *she* is a bond. She's not his mate, though. Wearing a stolen crown, she is a fraud. Elara learns that people have been lying about the North for generations as she makes her way through assassination attempts, lethal court politics, and a developing fascination with the dragon who could burn her with a single breath. Humans have betrayed the "monsters." And centuries ago, a human princess betrayed Kael himself, bringing a curse upon his entire kingdom. Elara's world falls apart when the real Princess Seraphine is found—beautiful, gifted with magic, and Kael's *actual* fated mate. Kael and Seraphine's mate bond is unquestionably ancient and ignites instantly. Elara ought to move aside. Let fate do its thing. However, Seraphine didn't have to spend months gaining the dragon warriors' trust. didn't put her life in danger to lift old curses. didn't fall in love with a monarch who taught her that monsters are created, not born. Elara is faced with an impossible decision after learning that Seraphine is a part of a plot to overthrow the Northern Kingdom from within and that the "true princess" is the real danger to the precarious peace: – Lose Kael to his true love and expose Seraphine. – Keep quiet and watch the kingdom she has come to love burn. – Fight for a love that wasn't supposed to be hers. Because bloodlines aren't always important to the heart. Sometimes love is forged in dragonfire rather than in the stars. Furthermore, the girl who wore a stolen crown, Elara Ashford, is set to demonstrate that fate isn't the most potent form of magic. It's a decision.
Gen_Tle_4683 · 3.3k Views

Alpha’s Daughter: Bound To The Enemy And Marked For Sacrifice

“You want me back now, Ethan?” I laughed softly, though it sounded nothing like joy. “After your pack chained me, called me a spy, and nearly executed me? After you marked me by deceit, caged me, treated me like a slave, made me believe I was nothing—and after you almost killed me for your sacrifice?” My voice broke for a heartbeat before hardening again. “I gave you everything, Ethan—my loyalty, my trust, my heart—and what did I get in return? A dagger through it.” His eyes glistened, his voice cracking. “Soraya, please… let me make it right.” The wind shifted. The Moon’s light brushed my face like a cold touch, painting silver over the tears I refused to let fall—its glow crowning me in quiet defiance. “You can’t fix what you destroyed,” I said, my voice steady now, sharp as the edge of a blade. “You wanted to own me, Ethan. But the tide has turned.” I stepped closer, and the earth seemed to tremble beneath my bare feet. The air thickened, my power humming through it like a storm waiting to break. “I belong to no one,” I whispered— and the night bowed to my voice. Silver flames erupted, curling and dancing across my skin like living fire. It wasn’t pain—it was power, pure and ancient, claiming me as its vessel. My eyes burned with silver light, bright enough to cut through the darkness. Ethan stumbled back, his breath hitching as the weight of my power pressed against him. Slowly, his head lowered—not out of command, but from something deeper. Reverence. Guilt. Surrender. The Alpha bowed to the force he could no longer control—to the woman he could never again break. --- Once, Soraya believed in love. Once, she thought Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO and cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack—was her destiny. But love became a cage, and destiny became a curse. Ethan was born with a curse: any wolf who bonded with him was doomed to die. Yet his father, desperate to end the curse, demanded a sacrifice—his mate’s life in exchange for the curse. The blade was already chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate revealed its cruel truth. The Moon priestess exposed Soraya’s hidden blood—she was wolf-born, the Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the pack that once hunted her from birth for carrying the mark of the moon which they called a curse,and also a rival pack to Silverfang. Branded a spy, she was claimed as Ethan’s prisoner… and there, she discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying his child. But when the Moon finally answered her call, Soraya awakened. Her power rose like silver flame, divine, ancient and unstoppable. The gift once called a curse became her crown. Now, both Blackwood and Silverfang want her—one to tame her, the other to claim her. But Soraya belongs to no one. And neither Silverfang nor Blackwood was ready for what Soraya became. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. --- Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.
King_Cherry_01 · 80.3k Views

ANCHOR OF HEARTS

[Slow Burn Romance & Mature Contents] Living behind a carefully crafted disguise, Selina once believed she had finally grasped the dream she had yearned for: marrying the man she had admired from a distance. She envisioned a life filled with joy and love, a fairy tale where he would sweep her off her feet and transform her world. But as the years rolled by, Selina's reality shattered under the weight of Zane’s cold indifference. For two long years, she devoted herself silently, only to be blindsided by a harsh truth—she was merely a pawn in Zane’s plans. Devastation washed over her as she buried her feelings deep inside, vowing to take control of her own life once and for all. Just when she believed she could finally break free, fate dealt her another blow—she discovered she was pregnant with Zane’s child. Determined, Selina embarked on a journey of self-discovery, rising higher than those expectations from those who looked down on her, but she couldn't have a taste of a peaceful, single life. However, Zane is relentless in not letting her go, no matter the cost. He is determined to win her back. But, this time, Selina isn't the same person who'd risk her heart to be trampled on. This time she's different and wants nothing to do with him. ...... Excerpt. “I need to start bonding with my child—from now, not later,” he said, his voice carrying a quiet honesty, laced with a subtle yearning. Selina’s frown deepened at his excuse. “That’s not a problem. You’ll have plenty of time once the baby’s born.” Her tone was cold—steady as ice. “Until then, stop coming to me unexpectedly.” “I don’t want to wait.” His gaze hardened, then softened again. “You’re carrying my child, Selina. Don’t shut me out. I’m not asking for intimacy… please.” But for Zane, it wasn’t just about bonding with his unborn child. It was about finding a way back into her life. ....... AN: I apologize for the delay in updates as he re-upload the chapters. I hope you continue to support me, add to your library and in any way you can because involvement is my motivation. A heartfelt thank you to the readers who always stick with my story. I'm trying my best to do better with my story progress, and pardon my inconsistency.
LilyKim · 35.5k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 258.9k Views

Sovereign Devotion

In a world ruled by wealth, power, and intelligence, Anastasia Raventhorn Vasiliev is untouchable. The sole heir of the 1st and 3rd richest families in the world, she is a goddess in both beauty and mind—a cruel angel whose very existence commands reverence. The world bows at her feet, yet she walks it alone, indifferent to the love and admiration of countless suitors. For her, emotions are a game, and life is a battlefield where only the strong survive. And then, there is Vincent Blackwood. The second son of the 2nd richest family, he was born to rule but willingly abandoned his throne. An unfathomable genius, a rising star, and the son of the world’s most ruthless mafia king, he could have had everything—except the one thing he truly wanted. Anastasia. He loved her to the point of madness, but love was never enough. He chased, he worshipped, he bled for her. And still, she remained untouched, distant, looking down at him as though he were nothing but an afterthought. Yet Vincent was never meant to be second. Not in life, not in power, and certainly not in her heart. If she would not come to him, then he would shatter the world until she had no choice but to see him. If she refused to be his, then he would become hers—mind, body, and soul. He would break himself, ruin himself, lose everything… until she could no longer deny that he belonged to her. But when a god falls for a goddess, is it love… or is it war? "Sovereign Devotion"—a tale of obsession, power, and a love that defies fate itself.
Elvira_ · 103.7k Views

Soul Bound by Spirits

What happens when we die? Well that’s the big mystery. No one knows. For some, we go to heaven and hell, for others we get brought back as an animal. It all depends on who you talk to. We learned in my Psychology class that the afterlife, whatever it may bring, is full of mysterious beliefs and can be scary once you think about it. I personally love thinking about who I'd be in another life. Would I be an artist, a teacher, a unicorn, or maybe an astronaut? If there is an afterlife, who did my mom come back as? Where did she go? My mom died when I was very young and I hardly remember her but the parts I do remember about her is that she loved music. She would sing me to sleep every night with her amazing voice and her fancy little guitar. My mom was going to be a big music star until she got in this big accident at work. The building she worked at was just collateral damage due to the next door building blowing up from a major gas explosion. From then forward I was an orphan. I never knew my father so they put me in the system. And here I am. Just a regular human being in college. “Myra?!”The loud sound coming from my laptop wakes me up from zoning out, which I tend to do a lot recently. I was in a zoom meeting with my psychology professor, Mrs. Smith. She’s cool but she seems a little uptight and she’s really strict on deadlines, but she’s really easy to talk to about my personal life. “Yes, sorry” I responded in a very self critical tone. Mrs. Smith knows I've been having a hard time focusing lately so she doesn’t push for much out of me but she still tries to get me to participate with the rest of the college freshmen in my class. “Myra, I would like to set up a meeting with you tomorrow night. How about coming to my class at seven”, when she says ‘“class”’, she means her zoom classroom. We don’t have physical classes anymore due to the pandemic that has been out for quite some time now, “and we will discuss what we can do to help you focus better in class. How does that sound?” I really don’t want to talk about it but my grades are so bad I will fail by the end of the semester if I don’t bring them up. All my other classes aren’t as bad because they don't expect much out of me so they just give me good grades on everything so they don’t have to grade my papers. I told her it was fine and we ended the zoom meeting. I proceed to stare off into space until I drifted off into a deep sleep. *****
Tiny_human22 · 3k Views

Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.

The Moon Goddess made a mistake— or maybe this was a curse just like everyone says it is. But I always knew deep down that I was never meant to be theirs. They belonged to her. To my twin sister, Chalice, who was sweet. Perfect. Worshipped by the entire pack… and pure venom behind closed doors. The three brothers— Zevran, Kael, and Caelum— hate me with a fire that burns hotter than the bond tying us together. And I know because I see it in their eyes… I feel it in the way their burning touch lingers a second too long. They despise me. Just like everyone else does. But they want me. And no matter how much I try to stay away, the mate bond keeps dragging me back into their world of heat, power, hatred and danger. Maybe, I should leave… I know. But fate plays a cruel game. And as truths unravel and secrets come to light, the triplets— the ones who once despised me— now see me for who I am. Now, they want me— unabashedly. But by the time they realize this, it is a little too late. I’ve been broken by them a little too much. And I am done being anyone’s pawn. ~*~ “We want you, Leilani… we always have. Always would. Please take this as our way of saying sorry. For everything, for not believing you… for letting our judgements be clouded by…” Caelum said softly, his voice trailing off, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips as his other hand found the warm spot between my thighs. My eyes snagged on his full lips— pink and inviting; But they’d been kissed by another. And I don’t do leftovers. I sighed exasperatedly, shaking my head to rid myself of this pitiful sight and clenching my legs together to force his hands out. He didn’t budge. “No.” I said sharply, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips creating sparks across my body. “I’m done. Go back to Chalice… she suits you more than I ever did.” Kael’s voice vibrated through my body as he pressed himself flush against me. His brothers Caelum and Zevran leaned in too, their lips on the shell of my ears, one’s fingers grazing over my taut nipple. “I’ll burn the world, Leilani,” he growled, his voice deep. Threatening. “I’ll burn the entire world, if that’s what it takes to win you back.” “Then I'd like to see you after the world’s been successfully burnt down. Maybe then we’ll have this conversation.” I answered, and with that, I pushed their hands away and leapt off the cupboard. And as I walked out of the kitchen, I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once. But I didn’t falter. I didn’t turn around. I was the monster they’d made. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised. ****
Ahvahh_ · 69.2k Views