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She didn’t fall in love with a hero. She decided to. Amaya Tsukino has spent years building herself into someone worthy of standing beside greatness. Ranked low, overlooked, painfully ordinary in a world of legends, she knows exactly what she wants: Katsuki Bakugo. Not his fame. Not his power. Him. When a chance encounter lands her inside his agency, she finds herself pulled into his world of brutal efficiency, impossible standards, and relentless danger. Fighting alongside him is nothing like the stories, nothing like the posters on her wall. He isn’t inspiring. He’s terrifying. And the closer she gets to the reality of him — the scars, the violence, the unwavering drive — the more her admiration stops looking like motivation… and starts looking like something else. Something consuming. As missions grow deadlier and the gap between them becomes painfully clear, Amaya must confront a truth she’s spent years ignoring: Is she chasing greatness… Or is she chasing him? And if it’s him— How far is she willing to go?

Born beneath a quiet winter sky, Princess Elyra of Aurelian was a child of rare kindness in a world ruled by ambition. Gentle, compassionate, and beloved by her people, she grows into a young woman whose heart beats not for power, but for mercy. But kingdoms do not survive on kindness alone. At sixteen, Elyra is forced into a political marriage with the aging King of Varethis a ruler who seeks not love, but an heir. Her father’s failing kingdom demands gold. The southern king demands a son. And Elyra becomes the price paid for both. Far from her home and trapped in a cold, unforgiving court, the young queen struggles to preserve her compassion in a world that sees her as nothing more than a royal womb. It is there that she finds an unexpected ally a knight bound by loyalty to the crown, yet drawn to the light within her. But love in a kingdom built on fear is a dangerous thing. When an incurable illness begins to spread through the palace and whispers of weakness threaten the throne, the king makes a decision that will shatter the realm forever. Betrayal ignites rebellion. Loyalty turns to defiance. And a love once hidden becomes a legend written in grief and blood. In a story of sacrifice, devotion, and the devastating cost of power, The Knight’s Lament asks: How much is a crown worth… when it is bought with a heart?

In the middle of a rainy night, the sound of a crying child could be heard. As lights got turned on in a building an elderly woman came out of the building holding an umbrella. "What is going on out here?" The woman caught the sound of the crying child and followed the sound until she found a human child laying on the ground crying out in pain. The child's left arm was bleeding and covered in scars. "By Buddha! What did this!?" The woman looked around but couldn't see anyone else around, so she gently picked up the crying child and carried it back into the building she came from. "Don't worry, little one, you're safe now." Original from Wattpad Discord: https://discord.gg/HfcEVXGahr

(+18) Steve is the guardian of his village who decides to sacrifice his own life to save those with whom he had spent his entire life, sharing everything and living alongside them. But offering himself as a sacrifice was useless, as everything went wrong. - ‡ -; NEW DESCRIPTION IS IN PROGRESS. _________________________________________ Warning! THEMES: - Violence. - Explicit 18+ content. - Strong language. Among other themes. To avoid spoilers, just read the story. And in case you're wondering, this story is inspired by many others on Wattpad about the Herobrine x Steve ship. So if you see a resemblance, let's just say it's no coincidence hehehehehe :3

Doomed Desire Vikram, an influencer thirsting for fame, arrives in a town shrouded in fog and legend, seeking to turn his experience into the next big viral sensation. But what he finds isn't just mystery... it's a pact that will rewrite his desires. When he crosses paths with Bi, a witch who doesn't seem evil but knows him too well, he discovers that his soul has been offered as a tribute. The only way to survive-and retain his identity-is to endure a unique curse: To sleep with at least twenty Executioners of the underworld, ambiguous creatures who look like men, but aren't. Each inhabits a distinct space, from buildings corroded by time to corners where desire breathes like a shadow. Through intense physical encounters, filled with tension, judgment, and vulnerability, Vikram will have to redefine what it means to be desired... and what it means to desire. But every act leaves a mark. And not all Executioners are content with the body. Some... want memories. Others... want fame. Can he retain what makes him human while serving the sentence he himself invoked? ___________________________________ The cover image does not belong to me. Please thank and credit the person who created it.

[Remake of TBATE: Corvis Eralith] Tessia Eralith wasn’t supposed to have a brother. When a devoted reader of The Beginning After The End is reborn as the twin of the novel’s main heroine, he knows the timeline has already shattered. He is a walking paradox born with powers that shouldn't exist in that world to begin with powers strangely related to “Fate”—a concept that even the Asuras of Epheotus fear. His very existence has destabilized the world, threatening to trigger a cataclysm far worse than the war against Alacrya. Now, to save his people and prevent reality from collapsing, he must do the unthinkable: he must declare war on Destiny itself.

If I had the power to destroy everything, I would have done so long ago—for the sake of this rotten and wretched world. But I do not possess such power. I am nothing more than a weak man, crawling from the very depths of the earth. Struggling for a justice that hangs by the thinnest thread, standing atop the burning embers of hypocrisy and cruelty. And so, I will tear out the very root of what has caused this world to decay— with the power I hold now.

I only wanted a quiet, simple life. But in the most unexpected moment, she entered my world and changed everything. I tried to run away from her. I tried to escape. But I couldn’t… because without even realizing it, I was already married to her. And the most terrifying part? She is a ghost. Help! My Wife Haunts Me!

Tiva who were exiled from Ometikaya face unexpected turns in her life besides her unrequited love for Jake Sully's ( Ole'eyktan) son:Neteyam.

"So, Sir. Dymitr the Tall." "How good a Knight are you?" Set 200 Years before The events of the Last Knight of Terra (Arknights AU)

In the very beginning, when existence was as blank as a white page yet to be written, there was a being that willed itself to exist and became the source of aether and mana, from which it created everything—time, space, life, and fate—even its own aetheris worshipper, the Djinns. However, something went wrong when its world happened to have a flaw, a corruption in its creation that exists without its knowledge, exists without its consent. -THE FANFICTION STORY BEGINS AFTER CHAPTER 420 IN THE ORIGINAL STORY- I will be posting [TBATE] -More Than One Godspell- on RoyalRoad.com and Wattpad too.

A love triangle, between Theo, Kayla and Hari, highschool romance.

I fell asleep. I knew my end was coming, so when I woke up, I thought I was in heaven. Then I realized I wasn’t; I was just in Minecraft… but in real-life 4K? And let’s just say that, after an invasion, it turns out this world wasn’t Minecraft at all… Will I figure out how I fit into the Steven Universe universe as Herobrine?

Nathan Arrhenius is thrown into the body of a dead prince and given a mission he doesn't understand: Save the villain. But Caleb isn't just a villain. He's a noble disgrace, a walking disaster, a boy grasping for power that will ruin him. And Nathan isn't here to play hero. The Church is watching. The cult is waiting. Magic is forbidden, but someone is using it to kill students, one by one. Lurking beneath it all is an ancient entity, whispering in Nathan's mind, waiting for him to break. Power comes with a price. Redemption isn't guaranteed. And love— love might just be the most dangerous of them all. As Nathan will come to realize, the villain isn't the only one who needs saving.

In Bangkok's most ruthless automotive garage, emotions are considered a weakness. Phakphum "Phum" Kittisak is only twenty-five, but he already rules Kittisak Performance Motors with a steady hand and a colder heart. In a world of engines, oil, and male pride, feelings are inefficient - and love is a liability. Then Nattaphon "Nat" Rattanakosin walks into his garage. Too polished. Too bold. Too distracting. What starts as public humiliation turns into something far more dangerous - late nights under flickering lights, grease-stained hands brushing in tight spaces, and arguments that feel too much like foreplay. But there's a problem. Their families are already connected. An arranged marriage is looming. And the bride... is Phum's own sister. Now, trapped between tradition and desire, reputation and rebellion, both men must decide: Will they obey the life built for them - or choose the one they burn for? In a world where machines follow logic...

Zane has always felt like he exists on the edges of things hallways too quiet, classrooms that seem to look through him instead of at him. Heaven is the opposite. She's warmth, laughter wrapped in sadness, a girl who feels everything deeply even when she pretends she doesn't. They go to the same high school. They sit in the same rooms. Their lives slowly, gently intertwine. What begins as quiet glances and shared moments turns into something fragile and unspoken-a slow-burn love built on comfort, longing, and the ache of almost. But there's something wrong with the way time moves around Zane. With the way people forget him. With the way Heaven feels close to him, yet impossibly far away. As their connection deepens, the truth waits in the shadows.

"Welcome, mortal... do leave your sanity at the threshold." Before you lies a meticulously curated ossuary of human dread-a global registry of the things that haunt the periphery of our vision and the darkest corners of our collective subconscious. From the whispered rituals of the ancient world to the digital demons of the modern age, this Compendium serves as your guided tour through the geography of the nightmare. We spare no soul in our quest for the uncanny. Within these pages, you will encounter: The Ethereal & The Avenging: Seek the crimson reflection of Bloody Mary or the weeping specters that linger in the ruins of history. Maritime Mysteries: Walk the silent, salt-crusted decks of the SS Ourang Medan, where a crew was found frozen in a final, wordless paroxysm of absolute horror. Urban Legends & Modern Maladies: From the hooked-handed killers of lovers' lanes to the hitchhikers who vanish into the midnight mist. The Cryptid & The Corrupted: Track the clawed footprints of the Mothman, the Jersey Devil, and the insatiable hunger of the Wendigo. This archive is a living entity, and it hungers for more. I, your humble curator, have gathered much, but the darkness is vast. Have I overlooked a phantom that haunts your own doorstep? Is there a local legend from your ancestral soil that demands recognition? I implore you to leave your comments. If an urban legend has been missed or a particular monster deserves its moment in the moonlight, speak up. Your contributions are the lifeblood of this monument to the macabre. Enter freely, read by candlelight, and remember: To name the darkness is to claim power over it. But be warned... the darkness is listening.