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Legally Off Limits

Amara Castillo never thought her first big break as a wedding coordinator would turn into a nightmare. Her best friend promised the job was for her cousin’s wedding, a glamorous event that could launch Amara into the top tier of her career. But it was a lie. The groom was not her cousin. He was her brother, Trey Alvarez. Amara grew up inside the Alvarez mansion as the maid’s daughter, living in the servants’ wing while luxury surrounded her. Trey was the heir, ten years older, raised to inherit power and wealth. Amara learned early how to stay quiet and unseen. For years, she loved him in secret. He was handsome, controlled, and carried the confidence of someone born for greatness. By the age of twenty-five, Trey had become the CEO of his father’s empire, shaped by pressure and expectations. On Amara’s fifteenth birthday, she finally confessed her feelings in the rose garden. For a brief moment, she thought she saw something forbidden in his eyes. Then his face hardened. “You’re just a child. The maid’s daughter. Stop believing in fairy tales.” He walked away and left her alone with her heartbreak. That night, the hopeful girl she once was disappeared. Ten years later, Amara is no longer invisible. She is now one of the city’s most in-demand wedding coordinators. This job should have changed her life for the better. Instead, it brings her face to face with the man who broke her heart. When they meet again, Trey is cold and dismissive. “So they trusted you with my wedding?” he says. “You’re not who I expected. I don’t want someone young and inexperienced handling it.” Years ago, those words would have crushed her. Now, she stands her ground. “You’re judging my age, not my ability,” she says. “That’s not confidence. That’s prejudice.” Trey is stunned. The quiet girl he once dismissed is gone. In her place is a confident woman who commands attention and does not back down. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot stop watching her. She was always supposed to be off-limits. Before, it was easy to tell himself she was too young and from a different world. Now, those excuses no longer work. Amara must plan every detail of Trey Alvarez’s wedding to another woman, surrounded by wealth, memories, and emotions she cannot escape. The longer she stays, the heavier the tension becomes. Glances linger. Silence speaks louder than words. Until one unexpected moment changes everything. Now, Amara’s career, her pride, and her heart are all at risk. Because planning someone else’s wedding is impossible when your own feelings refuse to stay buried.
sirenbeauty · 20.6k Views

Tensura: The Multiverse Planeswalker

Reincarnating into a fantasy world is truly extraordinary, especially a fantasy world with a backdrop of Heroes and Demon Lords; it was a recipe for an exhilarating and incredible adventure. That’s what Damien is experiencing right now, reincarnating into the Tensuraverse. But the first thing that crossed his mind after reincarnating wasn’t whether he was part of the grand scheme of the battle between Hero and Demon Lord, but whether he had reincarnated as one of the weakest creatures in the entire world… a Slime? Fortunately, he didn’t suffer such an unfortunate fate. But as the saying goes, if you're so lucky for no reason, misfortune will be the price you pay. Although he didn’t reincarnate as a slime, he reincarnated as a Hybrid Majin-Human instead. To make matters worse, he was reincarnated in a region that adheres to the anti-monster doctrine of a certain Demon Lord’s church, a perfect recipe for discrimination and ostracism against him. But luckily, it seems the Voice of the World took pity on him for enduring such a fate and granted him [Planeswalker]. A Unique Skill that allows him to explore another worlds freely. Incredible, right? But that’s not all. In addition to this skill, he was given a skill that makes him stronger with every powerful familiar he possesses. No doubt about it, with these two skills, his future is bright… Servants, Pokémon, Majin, Beasts, and all the powerful fictional characters he once admired… it seems that building his own kingdom composed entirely of his familiars is the surefire path to becoming the strongest! -- [Tensura] [Pokémon] [Nasuverse] [Konosuba] [Highschool DxD] [Kumo desu ga Nani ka?] [Soul Land] [Dungeon Fighter Online] [No Game No Life] [Mondaiji-tachi]... and others.
XElenea · 1.5m Views

Once upon a time an ANGEL and a DEVIL fell in love

Some stories begin with a meeting. Ours began with an accident. On a cold night, under the harsh glow of hospital lights, two strangers stood at the fragile border between life and death. One was fighting to breathe. The other was fighting to keep him alive. They did not know each other’s names. They did not know each other’s pasts. But in that brief moment—between the sound of shattering metal and the long echo of a hospital monitor—something invisible tied their fates together. He woke up because she refused to let him die. And she stayed because something in his eyes asked her to. Neither of them understood it then. Not the way his gaze lingered a little too long. Not the way her heart felt strangely unsettled whenever she left his side. They thought it was just coincidence. Just a patient. Just a doctor. But some encounters are not accidents. Some are warnings. Because the man she saved was not just a stranger pulled from a wrecked car. He was a man standing in the middle of a dangerous truth. A truth buried in power, blood, and secrets that were never meant to surface. And loving him would mean stepping into a world where every answer came with a cost. Where loyalty could turn into betrayal. Where the past refused to stay buried. And where the line between saving someone.... and losing yourself… slowly disappears. This is not a story about a perfect love. It is a story about a love that grows in the middle of chaos. A love tested by secrets. Broken by choices. And remembered long after everything else has fallen apart. Because sometimes the person who saves your life… Becomes the very reason it begins to fall apart. And sometimes— the most beautiful love stories are the ones that were never meant to survive.
XestheticGODDESS · 3.9k Views

Fate: I Just Want to Die and Sit on the Throne of Heroes

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.
FanficLord03 · 1.4m Views