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In a kingdom where power is ruled by blood and scent, love is the most dangerous rebellion. Liora Vayne has spent years on the run, disguising herself with heat suppressants to hide the truth of what she is-an omega in a world that chains her kind to alphas through laws, collars, and cold tradition. All she wants is a life of quiet freedom on the open road. No masters. No bindings. No fate. But fate finds her anyway. When she saves a wounded stranger from the dust-choked roadside, Liora doesn't expect her to be Veyra Halvarin-the kingdom's heir, an alpha general, and the sole survivor of a brutal attempt on the royal bloodline. Charged with warning the court, Veyra insists Liora escort her to the nearest outpost. Yet as danger stalks closer and Liora's last suppressant begins to fail, the secrets between them deepen-and their pull toward one another grows harder to resist. Together, they'll uncover the rot festering in the heart of the kingdom's court. But while Liora battles the laws that would enslave her, Veyra must choose between duty and desire, tradition and truth. And both must face the pain of a fate that may have bound them long before they ever met. A slow-burn omegaverse fantasy of forbidden love, royal betrayal, and the perilous power of scent, trust, and fate.

The story follows Mesai a yr11 girl in first person,may be the occasional flip to 3rd person, Mesai is an antisocial girl who is unwilling to show or share her emotions. She has her life planned until she meets a new boy. An unknown feeling overwhelms her as her life and personality slowly change. Possibly for the better, possibly not. Releases: Periodic, around 2-3k length for each chapter. Over holidays chapter release will possibly increase. Please note that I will often revert to earlier chapters to edit and fix grammer errors. Age recommendation.( 14+) Trigger warning that there is themes of violence.

She was a bride on her wedding night. By morning, she was a slave in chains. Aurelia’s world ends the moment it should’ve begun. Her wedding dress still clings to her when demons slaughter her husband and drag her from the altar. Sold at auction like cattle, her value is measured in gold—not screams. Her buyer is no ordinary monster. He is Tenebrarum Mortifer—the ancient demon whose name sends kings to their knees. Cold, untouchable, and cruel. He didn’t buy her for love. He bought her to break her. But Aurelia does not shatter. Her grief is fire. Her hatred was sharp. And the more she resists, the more her captor finds himself… watching. Wanting. Obsessing. What begins as torment twists into something far more dangerous. She was meant to be his plaything. Now, she’s the one unravelling him. — In a world where demons rule, and broken girls burn brighter than any spell, can a soul stolen by war ignite a love that even hell can’t destroy?

She wakes in a cell orbiting a dying star—naked, nameless, and wrapped in chains that hum with ancient energy. The only clue to her identity? A shimmering mark burned into her arm… …and the way space shudders when she moves. Welcome to The Crucible—a living prison designed to erase anomalies. Inside it are only killers, gods, and broken things. Each trial kills hundreds. She survives the first without a weapon. Word spreads quickly: “The Voidborn has returned.” “She shouldn't exist.” “She ended a timeline once.” They try to control her. Use her. Break her. But she’s not interested in being a savior—or a monster. She’s interested in the truth. Who erased her past? Why does the void obey her will? And what happens if she remembers who she used to be? As factions rise and timelines bleed, her power grows—erratic, cosmic, and horrifying. Every trial she survives makes her more than human… and less. But something ancient is stirring beneath the prison. Something that remembers her. And it’s whispering her real name. ✴ This is not your typical heroine. She is not here to be protected. She is not here to love or to be loved. She is here to tear the truth out of the stars, and leave the galaxy trembling in her wake.

She who was Witchborn By Dionida Rachel Abandoned beneath the roots of an ancient oak, Lira was never meant to survive. Marked at birth with power the villagers feared, she was left to the forest—a place as wild and misunderstood as the magic stirring in her veins. Raised by the rhythm of leaves and stars, Lira grows from a forgotten child into a witch of quiet strength, guided by instinct, dreams, and the spirits whispering in the dark. The forest becomes her cradle, her teacher, and her shield. But as her powers deepen and questions grow heavier, so does the pull toward the world beyond the trees. Why was she hidden? Who else carries the same magic? And what awaits her beyond the edge of her sanctuary? Witchborn Wild is a tale of quiet resilience, ancient magic, and a girl who must decide if she will remain the forest’s secret—or step into a world that once cast her out.

"Reincarnating is a ruddy pain. Seriously. Especially when, after countless gloriously powerful (and occasionally catastrophic) existences, you end up stuck in the body of a hormonally unstable teenager, complete with wolf ears that insist on having a life of their own and a tail that makes finding decent trousers a proper nightmare. Oh, and as the cherry on top of my cosmic suffering, I've landed in Fiore, a place with an alarming lack of common sense and an abundance of loud mages. To make my already questionable luck even worse, I’ve ended up in Fairy Tail, a guild that apparently has 'chaos' and 'destruction of others' property' as its mottos. My only constant companion is Eos, my sarcastic and annoyingly omniscient AI. Oh, and apparently, I'm now a magnet for teenagers with muddled feelings and a tendency for over-the-top reactions whenever I interact with… well, with anyone who breathes. Between perilous missions (for them, I'm more concerned about the quality of the tea), dramas that would make a demon lord weep, and the constant threat of developing any sort of feeling (the horror!), I try to survive yet another incarnation. At least it isn't boring. Most of the time." ----------------------(*) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hello, this is the first time I'm posting a fanfic. I've written several fanfics before, but I've never had the courage to post them, not least because I only write in my free time and have never had to worry about deadlines for posting. Right then, a heads-up: this novel won't be a harem. The protagonist will have several love interests pursuing her, but only one (or perhaps two) will actually win her heart. Another note: English isn't my first language. To be honest, I'm still taking English classes and decided to give myself this challenge. I wrote the fanfic in my native language first and then attempted to translate it with my current English skills. So, if there are any mistakes or awkwardly phrased sentences, I'd appreciate it if you could point them out in the comments, explaining them, so I can try my best to correct them.

My name is Evren Lestir. Once, I was a girl who saw the world in colors so bright, they could warm even the coldest soul. But life has a cruel way of testing even the brightest flames. After losing everything I held dear, I drifted through a hollow existence—numb to the world, blind to its colors, and deaf to its call. I thought nothing could reignite the light I lost. Then The System found me. With shimmering blue panels and words that hummed like perfect promises, it pulled me into another reality—a maze of endless worlds stitched together by missions, monsters, and the illusion of progress. A labyrinth where forward was the only option. At first, I thought it was salvation. Each step, each battle, each drop of blood painted forgotten colors back into my world. I grew drunk on the hues I had lost, chasing the sky’s beauty with a childlike wonder, believing the fields and hills before me were all there was. But a torch shining in a narrow corridor can make even a prison look like a palace. In truth, I was a frog at the bottom of a well, gazing at a fragment of a sky—naïve to the infinite world beyond the gritty stone walls built by The System. But after a mistake in that omnipotent construct, I found myself peeking through a crack in the wall, presented with a fragment of the truth I never saw. This maze was never meant to be escaped. It was never meant to be climbed—not even to glimpse the sky beyond. Yet through that slender crack, a flicker of sunlight ignited something long-buried within me—a spark of the campfire I once carried. I will chase that light. I will see beyond these walls. And I will remember the world they tried to bury. Even if every strike I make against the walls sends ripples of ruin through the maze.

**Please Note That This Story Contains** -Physical and Sexual Abuse -Mature Themes -Violence -Sexual Content -Strong Language Readers Discretion is Strongly Advised. Thought I could kill this man. I thought he was under my palms. I thought I, was the mastermind. But no. It was the other way around. I was sent to kill Sinveer De Luna. To infiltrate his world. Earn his trust. And destroy him from within. That was the plan. But no one warned me about him. No one told me how his eyes could see my through my mask, could strip me bare, how his touch could burn me and still kill me while I'm alive. Sinveer isn't just powerful; he's relentless. A fox demon in a tailored suit, pulling my strings with every whisper, every touch, every stolen glance. I came to seduce him, but he’s the one unraveling me, binding me tighter to his world with every heartbeat. My mission is clear: ruin him. But my heart? It’s learning to bleed for him. Now I’m caught between betrayal and desire, and a life I have to keep safe. But I’m not sure I want to break free from this monster, from this....

Crimson Fate In the kingdom of Veridion, crimson eyes are a curse — marking those destined for the throne, and sealing their doom before they can claim it. Duke Lucien D’Aragon, the last Crimson Carrier, now stands at the edge of ruin: blinded, betrayed, and hunted by those who fear the power in his blood. Isadora was ready for a simple date, slipping on an ancient bracelet that she borrowed from the museum — never imagining it would tear her from her world and hurl her centuries into a kingdom ruled by magic, ancient bloodlines, and brutal tradition. In Veridion, Lucien is more than a legend. A cold, undefeated general feared for his crimson eyes. He trusts no one.Until her. Isadora — a woman from another dimension he cannot comprehend, with fire in her soul and a heart unwilling to bow to the cruel fate of his world. Their meeting ignites a chain of events that could unravel kingdoms, awaken cursed legacies, and defy a destiny written in blood. Some fates are forged in darkness. Some hearts refuse to be broken. And some stories were never meant to follow the rules.

Andrea Erwin had only been married for a week when she received a devastating phone call that her husband had been in a fatal car accident and didn’t survive. The shock sent her into early labor, and she gave birth to a premature baby boy. When she woke up, a man claiming to be her husband's older brother stood by her bed. He told her he believed his brother’s death was not an accident but murder. To uncover the truth, he asked her to enter a pretend marriage with him. As if that wasn’t enough, Andrea soon discovered that her late husband wasn’t who he claimed to be, he was actually the heir to a powerful and wealthy family. Determined to find out who killed her late husband, Andrea agreed to enter into a contract marriage with Gael . But as she stepped into a world of wealth, secrets, and lies, will Andrea regret not escaping to a faraway place with her baby or will she stay and fight till the end, giving her late husband justice and getting her baby the rights he deserves and amidst it all, is there a chance for this fake marriage to become a real one?

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Explicit Mature Content Character-Driven This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

Crystal Foster wakes up in a stranger’s mansion, wearing someone else’s face, being called “Mommy” by a child she doesn’t know. The last thing she remembers? Her husband, Hyland Rilley disconnecting the only thing keeping her dad alive and stabbing her to death. But now she’s in the body of Sylvia Byrne...wealthy, unstable, and very much hated. Everyone thinks she’s losing her mind again. Her new “husband” wants a divorce. His business partner is watching her like a hawk, waiting to marry her own husband. And Hyland? He’s still out there, still dangerous, and still thinks she’s dead. But Crystal didn’t get a second chance at life just to play nice. She’s about to expose every lie, protect the child she never asked for but loves fiercely and burn everything that tried to break her. And just when she thinks she’s completely alone, Martin starts to change. The man who once looked through her now starts looking at her. Watching her, Caring for her. He doesn't call her Sylvia anymore, he calls her his. But in a house full of secrets and betrayal… can love be real, or just another lie waiting to break her?

your blood is monster blood, you must make sure not to attract attention. why aren't you dying? you disgusting vermin. my own mother wanted me dead from the moment I opened my eyes. everyone says I am monster and I am better of dead. Father has been in hiding for the past 15 years. the people of the duchy are all dying off from the cold. After almost dying from a poison attack on an empty stomach I recovered memories of my past life. i was reborn in the world of a novel as a villainess who gave up on life after being rejected by the only person that ever loved her. so in order not to suffer the same fate I decided to change my fate.

Synopsis: After dying in battle during ancient times, Bai Xueqing’s soul awakens in the modern world. She’s no longer a general’s daughter but the heiress of a powerful business empire. Betrayal lurks in the shadows, and enemies from the past find new faces in this life. But when she’s attacked in a dark alley, a man steps forward—Mo Chen. His cold, possessive gaze promises protection… and something more. He claims to have known her across lifetimes, and he will stop at nothing to reclaim what was once his. As Bai Xueqing navigates the modern battlefield of business and betrayal, she must decide: will she trust this man who claims her soul, or will she carve a new path, free from destiny’s chains?

Zephany Draven is a shy, clumsy celebrity journalist who is constantly ridiculed for not getting the big scoops. She is soft-spoken and easily intimidated, so she looks weak. However, behind closed doors, she's Eclipse, an altogether tougher, loud-mouthed agent and quite ruthless and efficient. Kendrick Montclair is a gentle, positive artist who loves his family and remains optimistic despite his struggles. His gentle nature makes him easy to take advantage of. But secretly, he's Obscura, a cold, ruthless agent who is efficient and silent. Both work as partners in a secret organization that preserves hidden truths erased by governments, yet they remain completely unaware of each other's true identities. Their goal is to reach the highest level of clearance to access classified information. But just when they're on the verge of success, they fail. Then, a mysterious man appears with an offer—a contract marriage in exchange for the information they desperately seek. Trapped with no alternative, they sign the deal. But neither expected what would happen next. ------------- Kendrick and Zephany sat by the glass wall, waiting for their food when a car suddenly crashed through. Kendrick pulled Zephany to safety just in time, but both got small cuts from the broken glass. "Are you okay?" they asked, checking each other. To their astonishment, the cuts healed before their eyes. Their minds raced. "Beside me, the only person I know who has that ability is." "No! She can't be that loud, short-tempered woman!" "No! He can't be that silent, obnoxious man!" "Did I marry my secret partner in crime?" They both shuddered at the thought.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

For Nandini Gupta , life was once secure and predictable—a proud daughter of a respected lawyer family, a devoted wife to a senior Crime Branch officer, and a loving mother. But everything shattered on that fateful Sunday. A bomb blast tore through the city mall where her husband and little daughter had gone. Though her husband survived with minor injuries, their daughter vanished without a trace—lost to the chaos, presumed dead... but never confirmed. Haunted by unanswered questions and drowning in silent grief, Nandini's marriage crumbled under the weight of blame and despair. Divorced and broken, she left Pune behind and sought refuge in quiet Dehradun, living as a tenant of the kind-hearted Mrs. Meera Sharma for the last four years. But peace is fleeting. A new neighbor arrives— Ruhan Singh Chauhan , an enigmatic tenant of the Runthla family next door. A creative genius who crafts remote-controlled music... and a man hiding dangerous secrets. As Nandini’s nightmares return, so do whispers of the past. Is Ruhan connected to her daughter’s disappearance? Or is fate offering her one last chance at truth—or destruction? A gripping tale of love, loss, and hidden identities where the past refuses to die.

Ruby Rose disappeared at age three, lost in the woods of the island of Patch. Twelve years later, Ruby Nakajima of the Saint Church of Belka crash-lands on Remnant, the last living crew member of the Dimensional Warship Archon. With contact to both the Saint Church and the TSAB cut off, she is forced to turn to a local mage named Ozpin, and a family she never had a chance to know. Meanwhile a certain mute Jinchuuriki wake up in Mistral without her memories. Twelve years later a girl with powerful connection to the Grimms come to the city of Vale to start her new journey. A triple crossover between RWBY, Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha, and Naruto.

In her previous life, she had misjudged people, mistaking enemies for kin. It wasn't until her body sank to the ocean floor that she had a sudden realization. Reborn seven years earlier, she grasped the Water-Repelling Pearl in hand, navigating unimpeded through lakes and oceans, ready to gather endless treasures. She vowed to carve out her own realm in the marine and collectibles industries. Before the conspiracies could even begin, she strategized every move. She would settle all past grievances—what was being a wealthy heiress? She would be the wealthiest of them all!