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When the alien Riyu crash-lands on Earth, he’s hunted by a relentless enemy. Injured and alone, he’s rescued by Miya, a brave café owner with a heart as fierce as her resolve. As danger closes in, their bond grows—sparking a romance amid fire, chaos, and a fight for survival. Together, they must trust each other… or risk losing everything.

This novel is about a girl who runs a small bakery. At bakery she meets a handsome guy with whom she fell in love at first sight and that guy also show interest in her . There love grow together but due to some misunderstanding they broke up. After several years they met again with ignite of love and hate. Let's see they will end up with each other or will find there love in someone else.

it was haunting her again. The thing she was Desperately running away from. Her world was crumbling and she couldn't do nothing about it .

After the Royal General’s death, Dionus fractures. Esmeralda Malcolm—daughter of the fallen hero, a forbidden Blood-Hound without a Wolf—was meant to vanish. Until her nineteenth birthday. An ancient contract awakens. She becomes Mistress to the Seven Princes of Sin: immortal brothers of astounding power and fragile minds. A silver-haired vampire who treasures her: “My lady, your fists are too precious. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with terrifyingly obedient men: “Dear Mistress, your command?” A seven-star chef feeding her by hand: “Say the word—a king’s feast awaits.” A hidden system measures their loyalty. But the Second Alpha Prince returns—the only man who remembers the girl behind her smile. And the ancient Rogue King, prophecy of extinction, has revived… and he’s coming for the girl who saved his life. When kingdoms hunt her to control Alpha Kings and Princes… Esme only laughs. If they want her… they’ll have to survive her monsters first.

Rosalia Aragona remembers the taste of salt and the weight of a room going quiet. She doesn’t remember the man. One night is enough to leave her pregnant—and blank where the truth should be. In a small town that values reputation over breath, her family rushes to marry her off to an old man who can swallow scandal like wine. On her wedding day, the church doors open to a stranger’s calm. Giuseppe Falcone crosses the aisle, puts a bullet through her would-be husband, and steals Rosalia away to a private island where the Falcone dynasty lives like royalty behind locked gates. Giuseppe doesn’t ask if the child is his. He claims it. He claims her. And in the Falcone court, claims are law. But Rosalia is not built to break prettily. With every rule she learns, she bargains for another inch of autonomy. With every secret she uncovers, she turns survival into leverage. Because someone engineered her disgrace. Someone took her memory. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes—until law, rivals, and bloodline politics converge on the one thing no one can afford to lose. In a world where love is a liability and safety is never free, Rosalia and Giuseppe must decide what kind of family they will be—publicly, permanently—while knowing some consequences will follow them forever.

A normal town. A hidden lab. A girl who was never meant to exist. When Evelyn suddenly appears, a group of friends discover a truth far beyond their imagination—another dimension known as Asteria, where powers are real and danger is endless. But Evie isn’t just lost… she’s being hunted. As strange signals disrupt their world—clocks freezing at 3:33, animals acting unnatural, and shadows moving where they shouldn’t—the group realizes something followed her. Something that doesn’t belong. As secrets unfold and the past begins to reveal itself, one question remains— Is Evie the key to saving both worlds… or the reason they’ll be destroyed?

In this world where magic, science and superpowers coexist peacefully, the international organization known as United Countries is formed to create a fair and just Constitution for all the countries in the Gaia (Similar to Planet Earth in real life, but Gaia is earth in Ancient Greek), except Europe, unfortunately. The United Countries also launched a co-ed research liberal arts university college and high school called United Countries Heliocentric Academy of Research and Magic.

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

#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

They say, although you never really know how reliable 'they' are, that over five million people go missing every year and are never heard from again. Is that worldwide? America only? I never cared enough to pay attention, because as far as I was concerned, it had nothing to do with me. No one I know has ever disappeared, and the odds say that no one I ever know ever will. There's more people who live in New York City than that, and I've never even been to New York City, much less lived there. I don't know anyone who has. Besides. There's so many more pressing matters to think about. I never have the sort of free time I need to think that, really, I'm playing a lottery with crappy odds I didn't ask to play in. Every single person I know is another entry every year, and first prize is ending up among those people that lose someone who never reappears. Sooner or later, there's a lot of people who win the grand prize jackpot they didn't know they were competing for. At seventeen the state of Oregon doesn't think I'm ready for the cut-throat world of scratch tickets and guessing lottery numbers. Turns out there's some lotteries out there that you don't need to play to win. Some people see their numbers on the television, some people have to wrestle them back from enthusiastic shop owners, and then some people take the scenic route from the bus stop and run into a wall of light and weightlessness halfway home. I grew up in a little town in the Pacific Northwest that's never been in any movies, and I hit the jackpot at seventeen years old.

After almost a year of torment in the hands of her husband, Seraphine Halveth found a breakthrough; her husband's death. Now that she is finally free from his binds, Seraphine plans revenge for everyone of those who betrayed her. Lucien Blackthorne was a man whispered about in fear and awe; ruthless, unyielding, and everything Seraphine should have avoided. Yet fate, cruel and relentless, had other designs. When Lucien uncovered her meticulously woven plan of revenge, he did not threaten to unravel it. Instead, he offered his shadowed aid. Two torches of vengeance met, and from their collision erupted a fire neither had intended. It was not love, but a hunger for possession—dark, consuming, and perilous. As Seraphine’s path of retribution wound ever tighter, a question gnawed at her heart: could she abandon vengeance, even for love, when her soul had been forged in blood and betrayal? If vengeance was the only thing keeping her alive, what remains when it is complete?

Eighteen-year-old Ruelle Belmont has learned to be useful and grateful, because in her family love is given only to those who earn it. When her father’s debts grow beyond saving, she is sent to Sexton, a prestigious vampire institution that accepts one human from every household. But Sexton is no place for a human. Inside its halls, humans are not students. They are Groundlings, valued for their blood and how easily they can be broken. Favour is currency and cruelty is entertainment. And failure means being sold. Ruelle soon discovers that the cold and dangerous pureblood she once crossed paths with is here as well. Worse, she is forced to share a room with him when she is hunted by a couple of vampiresses.  Lucian Slater watches her too closely for a man who claims to despise humans. Yet when Sexton’s predators begin to circle, he is the one who steps in to help her. And for the first time in her life, Ruelle is learning something she was never meant to believe. That she may be worth wanting. And in Sexton, being wanted is the most dangerous thing of all. ——————— The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

She was never supposed to be Luna. Soraya Windsor was the bastard daughter of the Gamma. The backup plan. The convenient choice. The girl who had loved Jordan Rutherford since she was twelve and foolish enough to believe he would one day see her as more than his best friend. As more than a placeholder. For five years, she was everything he needed: the perfect Luna, the devoted wife, the woman who raised another woman's daughter as her own flesh and told herself it was enough. That love, even unreturned, was still love worth giving. Jordan never chose her. Not once. Not even when she was caring for his child. Then Magda returns. Jordan's first love. His first choice. More cunning than beautiful, more dangerous than anyone remembers — and she’s here to fulfill a promise that will burn Soraya's world to ash and reduce everything she built to nothing. Soraya makes the only decision she has left, she walks away. Five years later, Soraya Windsor is wealthy, untouchable, unforgiving—and Jordan Rutherford needs her help. Only that, he is about to discover what it costs to make someone's love feel like a favor. His Pack is crumbling, Jordan is desperate and she is the only one who can save them. But why would she? Hell hath no fury like an unwanted Luna.

Evershade appears to be just another average town in the 21st century—however, its existence until now has been completely free of mythological or legendary associations. Then one day suddenly, something broke the town's normal state. Now strange unexplainable occurrences occur within everyone's lives and by some unknown and undesired force people from different cultures have become collectively connected. The power that awakens in these individuals is not from the world they inhabit; it is not sympathetic to any of humanity; and it was never intended to be on Earth. The consequences of magic passing through barriers now has thrown Evershade into turmoil.

What happens when the one thing you want most in life is the one thing you are most afraid of? Jasmine is nineteen, ambitious, and terrified not of failure, not of the future, but of love itself. Raised on warnings that men would ruin her, she built walls so high that even she forgot what it felt like to be warm inside them. Then Felix happened. And suddenly everything she was so sure about begins to shake. But is one good man enough to undo years of fear? Especially when the women closest to her are crying themselves to sleep over men who once said the same sweet things Felix is whispering now? Can Jasmine trust what she feels or is love simply a beautiful disease she was right to avoid all along? Some fears keep you safe. Some fears keep you empty. Phobia for Love because wanting love and being ready for it are two very different things.

Amara is a poor student struggling through an ordinary life until she finds a mysterious phone that doesn’t belong to any known system. At first, it seems like a simple anomaly: the phone sends messages from the future. But the messages are not warnings. They are instructions… and corrections. When Amara follows them, reality changes. When she ignores them, reality punishes outcomes she hasn’t even caused yet. Soon, she discovers the truth: The phone is not a device. It is a terminal into a hidden system governing timelines. A system maintained by unseen entities known as the Watchers. And something even higher: A logic engine called AEIL (Anti-Exploit Intelligence Layer) a mechanism designed to prevent reality from being “abused” by awareness. But Amara is not a normal user. She begins to: rewrite system rules mid-action exploit instability gaps in reality convert glitches into survival windows and eventually… stabilize a fragmented survivor who once tried to escape the system That survivor reveals a terrifying truth: Those who are “erased” by the system are not killed. They are fragmented into system law itself, becoming invisible functions that shape reality from within. Now Amara is no longer just surviving. She is: a perception anomaly a target of Watcher pursuit and the only known user capable of forcing the system to acknowledge contradictions As AEIL escalates containment protocols, reality itself begins to shift around her: Watchers evolve into adaptive hunters perception is edited in real time connections between people and existence begin to break down and “safe zones” turn out to be engineered traps left by an unknown original creator But the deeper Amara goes, the more disturbing the truth becomes: Someone else existed before her. Someone who created blind zones inside the system. And they may still be alive… somewhere inside the timeline architecture. Now Amara must survive a system that is no longer trying to kill her but trying to stop her from understanding what reality actually is. Because once she sees too much… the system will no longer be able to ignore her.

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.

Vedia Aquila cleans up after the dead. At twenty years old, the wolf Beastkin supports her teenage brother by scrubbing blood from crime scenes and bleach from eviction sites. It's brutal work in the Bowery—the city's forgotten district where the poor are erased as efficiently as the stains Vedia removes. Then a strange job changes everything. Salt circles under sinks. Voices in empty closets. Apartments that feel wrong. Vedia discovers she has the Gift—the ability to cleanse hauntings, to make ghosts disappear. The Property Board takes notice. They offer her real money. Exclusive contracts. A way out of poverty. But every cleansing takes a piece of her. Black veins spread across her skin. Memories fade. And the victims she erases beg her not to. Too late, Vedia realizes the truth: she's not removing crimes. She's erasing people from existence itself. The Bowery isn't just a neighborhood—it's alive, ancient, and hungry. It feeds on absence. On the forgotten. On the displaced. And it's been cultivating Vedia since birth to become its next heart. Her mother died doing this work. Now Vedia has weeks before the transformation completes. She can accept her fate and protect her brother. Refuse and watch him suffer. Or fight an ancient god she cannot possibly defeat. Hope is a luxury the dispossessed cannot afford. A grimdark urban fantasy about class, erasure, and the cost of survival in a city that devours its own.

She was a Mage. He was Human. There was a Witch Hunt. She was targeted. He refused to lose her. They had allies. They had enemies. In Book 1, follow Coralis Golmar, AKA Blue Thunder, as she discovers some truths about herself while many people seek her out. As she conciliates two full-time jobs, she tries to hide what she is from the human-kind. Meanwhile, the list of people wanting her dead grew. As the true enemies bring forth a witch-hunt to eliminate their threats, she finds herself in the middle of a mythical war. Meanwhile, she worries about her human boyfriend. As tensions among factions rise and culminate, she realizes one thing: if she wants to survive, she needs to be more brutal and deadlier than those wanting her dead. What will she be willing to do to protect her loved ones? Trigger warning and disclaimer: While I do not glorify abuse, the topic is mentioned and implied in some passages. Some chapters are violent, and the violence is gory and brutal.

SERIES, The Union of Stella and Zephyrus Humanity had fallen—time and time again. They waged wars and built nations, destroyed and created in equal measure. Demons and angels, bound together by contradiction. They lived. They died. And in between, they endured—forever unfinished, yet achingly beautiful. They were human. And so, the demons listened. Perhaps that was why her words carried weight. Perhaps that was why, somewhere far from ruined lands and whispering dead, a boy born beneath the clover sky would one day feel her presence without knowing her name. "I will protect them all," she vowed. "Even if my body turns to dust, and my soul scatters to the wind. Nothing will stand in the way of this promise." And somewhere beyond her sight—Fate listened. 01. This is a BLACK CLOVER fanfiction - BOOK 01. The Whisperer. 02. The image used for the cover do not belong to me. 03. Any similarities to existing organizations, names, or events are purely coincidental. 04. Currently ongoing. 05. Updates may be inconsistent. 06. Written for personal enjoyment and creative exploration. BLACK CLOVER yuno grinberryall × female!oc ──────⠀(c) XIERRYNE, 2025