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The Sealed Bloodline of the Cosmos

When the goddess of Reincarnation grants a dying hero a second life, the boy who once carried hope awakens as Aurora, a timid girl branded by a sealed divine bloodline—a power so vast it threatens the balance of the cosmos itself. But Aurora isn’t the only one reborn. The ancient Hero and Demon Lord, once mortal enemies locked in a tragic destiny, return to the world, each unaware that their fates are still tied to the girl who carries a curse the gods fear. In the halls of the Celestial Academy—where prodigies, nobles, monsters, and heirs to divine thrones gather—Aurora struggles to hide her overwhelming potential, even as it calls to beings who hunger for her blood, her soul… and her secrets. Caught between admiration and jealousy,The Princess—the hero’s former fiancée—wrestles with her desire to surpass Aurora while longing to truly understand her. The demon lord’s daughter, feels an inexplicable pull to the girl she should hate… a pull that becomes dangerous when her demonic instincts awaken. And high above, gods bound by ancient curses watch the girl with a mixture of dread and hope, for Aurora’s sealed lineage may be the key to ending their divine stagnation—or unleashing a catastrophe that will erase reality. As the forgotten Race begins to stir beyond the cosmic veil, Aurora must decide who she truly is: a frightened reincarnated soul trapped beneath a cosmic burden… or the one destined to reshape the heavens, whether the gods permit it or not. Friendship, rivalry, forbidden bonds, and divine conspiracies collide as Aurora’s awakening draws near— and the day her seal breaks will determine the fate of every world in existence.
Ñíghtlæñdêr · 7.5k Views

Mated to the Enemy Alpha

The forest was a labyrinth of shadows and secrets, where the full moon reigned like an indifferent goddess. Eliza moved forward with uncertain steps, her white dress torn by branches that seemed to want to trap her. The air was heavy with humidity and danger, and the sound of her ragged breathing was the only echo amidst the darkness. But she wasn't alone. She knew it. Lucian followed her, his steps as silent as a predator stalking its prey. His presence was an invisible weight looming over her, a bond she couldn't break no matter how hard she tried. When she finally stopped beside a clearing illuminated by the silver moonlight, he appeared from the shadows, his tall, dark figure projecting a threat impossible to ignore. "You always run," Lucian murmured, his voice low and dangerous, like the purr of a contained beast. "But I always find you." Eliza turned abruptly to face him, her blue eyes shining with a mixture of defiance and fear. Her heart was beating with uncontrolled force, but it wasn't only because of the danger he represented; it was because of the undeniable attraction burning between them, like a fire that couldn't be extinguished. "You can't keep doing this to me," she snapped, although her voice trembled. "You can't control me." Lucian smiled, that crooked smile that seemed to promise chaos and pleasure in equal measure. He took a step toward her, closing the distance between them with an ease that took her breath away. "Control you?" he asked softly, leaning toward her until his warm breath brushed her skin. "I don't need to control you, Eliza. You already belong to me." Eliza wanted to protest, but the words died in her throat when he raised a hand and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. His touch was soft, almost reverent, but there was something dark behind that gesture, something that made every fiber of her being tense. "You are mine," Lucian whispered. "Even if you fight against it, even if you deny what you feel, you can't escape from me." Eliza closed her eyes, trying to block him out, but her body betrayed her mind. The connection between them was an invisible bond pulling her toward him, a bond so deep it seemed impossible to resist. When she opened her eyes again, she found him looking at her with an intensity that completely disarmed her. "This is wrong," she murmured, though her voice lacked strength. Lucian tilted his head toward her, his lips brushing hers in a gesture as tempting as it was dangerous. "The forbidden is always the sweetest," he whispered before capturing her lips in a fierce, claiming kiss. Eliza felt the world disappear around her. Only the two of them existed under the crimson moon, trapped in a dark and seductive game from which neither could escape.
Danica2285 · 2.8k Views

Bound to the Heir I Rejected

Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal. He lashes out, and it's not always him pulling the strings. She stands her ground, even when her nerves fray. Their love story is a loaded gun, shiny and dangerous: the curse feeds on every desperate kiss and whispered threat. And then, as if things weren't twisted enough, there's a witch for a mother lurking just out of sight, a sneaky producer turning careers into traps, and visions that haunt them, thick with fire and blood. Betrayal is their second language. Passion is the only ground they have left to fight on. With each headline, each scandal, the curse sinks its claws deeper. Just two hearts, tied to a dynasty built on secrets and magic. If they can't turn fate on its head and break free, they'll tear each other apart, piece by piece, just like destiny planned. Here, loving someone doesn't rescue you. Love is the snare you never see coming.
June_Calva81 · 3.5k Views