In the empire of Liang, everyone knew one thing: The Crown Prince loved another woman. So when General Shen's eldest daughter, Shen Li Hua, was chosen to become Crown Princess, the entire capital pitied her. A loveless marriage. A cold husband. A palace already occupied by the prince's beloved first love. Everyone waited for Shen Li Hua to cry, to compete, to desperately fight for a man who had never wanted her. But Shen Li Hua did none of those things. Elegant, intelligent, and impossibly difficult to read, the new Crown Princess treated the Crown Prince with perfect courtesy- and absolute indifference. While other women fought for affection, Shen Li Hua guarded only one thing: her dignity. And slowly, dangerously... the Crown Prince began noticing the wife he had once ignored. "You may have the title of Crown Princess," Xiao Jun said coldly on their wedding night, "but you will never have my love." The palace fell silent. Beneath the glow of crimson candles, Shen Li Hua calmly removed the heavy phoenix crown from her head and placed it aside. Then she finally looked at him. Her eyes were beautiful. Cold too. "That changes nothing," she said lightly. "I married Your Highness for the crown, not your affection." Xiao Jun's expression darkened. Before he could speak again, she continued calmly, "So you may keep your love for whoever wishes to beg for it." A pause. Then- "Fortunately, I do not." For the first time in years, the Crown Prince was left completely speechless.

In the shadow of a solar eclipse, one desperate leap changes everything. Niharika Sharma is a brilliant quantum physics researcher on the brink of breaking through-or breaking down. Trapped in a toxic engagement with Karan Khanna, the powerful and controlling director of her institute, and dismissed by her own parents, Niharika carries the weight of constant failure and quiet abuse. When her fiancé assaults her , she sees only one way out. She jumps. Pulled from the ancient waters of the 13th century by Shankar Acharya-a righteous, gentle Brahmin scholar still grieving the loss of his family-Niharika awakens in a world of temples, dharma, and quiet strength she has never known. As Shankar protects her from suspicious eyes and teaches her to survive in an era far removed from her own, an unexpected bond blossoms between the brilliant woman of science and the wise teacher of the past. In his arms, Niharika discovers the respect, tenderness, and love she was always denied. But time is merciless. When the next eclipse arrives, she must choose: return to the future that nearly destroyed her, or stay in a world that was never meant to be hers. What happens when love defies centuries? And what price will they both pay when the river pulls them back? *Eclipse of Two Worlds* is a sweeping tale of healing, courage, and a love that transcends time-where ancient wisdom meets quantum dreams, and one woman finds the strength to rewrite her destiny.

DAKSHAYANI A 19-year-old Brahmin girl who was supposed to die the day her husband did. They stripped every colour off her and lit the pyre. And in front of the whole town, she refused to walk into it. "A girl who says no once will say no again". So they buried her alive instead. A hut behind the house, no salt in her food, and that is all she should be until she leaves this mortal body." HIM The new priest of the temple, the mortal who connects the people of their town with the god. But there is blood under his nails which others mistook for the sacred Kumkum. ___________________________________________________________________ Just like my heart, the rain drenched the ground of the path my feet were dragged along. He walked in, he who always held his eyes directly on me, those soft eyes that held the hardness of something, and he leaned down to me slowly, meeting my eyes once again. Then he reached and took hold of his thread that ran across his upper body. The sacred thread, the one thing on a Brahmin's body that says what he is, that no man on that street would give up for anything in this world, and he snapped it, the thread mixed with turmeric and kumkum, still warm from lying against his skin. And he leaned in and knotted it around my neck. On a widow's neck. The first colour anybody had allowed on my body since my husband passed away, and it came from a man who had just torn it out of his own religion. "She is mine now," he said. "Touch her and answer to the God you came here to pray to." He put his hand under my arm and lifted, and I came up off that floor like I weighed nothing. And I felt it. The shaking. All the way down his arm and into me, where nobody else could see. A man with God behind him does not shake. ________________________________________________________________ Will he protect her, or was she only ever his cover? Will she survive the truth about what he really is? Or will they ruin each other before the town gets the chance?

Naomi Housner is America's newest First Lady-polished, composed, untouchable. Behind the cameras, she's trapped in a marriage that's been breaking her for years. When the cracks start showing through her perfect poker face, Naomi does the one thing she's never been allowed to do: ask for help. One "private session" turns into a secret she can't afford to keep... because her therapist is Grant Lennox-Washington's most discreet, most in-demand inner-circle doctor. He's trained to listen. She's trained to lie. And in a world where reputations are currency, the truth could ruin a presidency and the kind of love that was never supposed to exist.

Rule number one: Don't look at her. Rule number two: Don't cross the line. Staying in her father's guest house was supposed to be simple, but Frank is finding it impossible to keep his eyes off Nora. He watches the way she hides behind her clothes and tolerates a guy who doesn't deserve her. Frank knows he's out of line. He knows he's too old to fall into this trap. He just doesn't care anymore.

High Stakes- Slow Burn Steel & Whiskey follows Tony Stark, a billionaire still haunted by the loss of a lover, and Y/N, a sharp-tongued lawyer with scars of her own. When their worlds collide, what begins as tension and guarded glances turns into a turbulent journey of pain, passion, and a love neither of them saw coming. 🏅#1- Tony Stark [Aug 18, 2025] 🏅#1- Tony Stark x Reader [Aug 18, 2025]

"I have heard that losing one's virginity is unpleasant for many females. This is not the case for my kind. Once you mate with a Gelvonian, all previous experiences will seem inadequate." My head fell back on the couch and I laughed breathlessly. "Oh, yeah? You talk big, Captain Nafain? But can you back it up?" "If you can say anything but my name at the end of it, I will be ashamed," he said, completely serious. He carried me into the bedroom, the bed large enough to fit three giant-bodied Gelvonians and adorned with silky sheets that shimmered an inky black in the low light. He placed me upon them. "You should remove your dress unless you don't care if it is destroyed." ↫↼↼※⇁⇁↬ "Stop tickling me. What time is it?" I croaked out. The shades were drawn so tight I had no idea what time it was. "Better question is what day it is," he mumbled, chuckling. You were at it for days?!?" I squeaked, shocked that I had no idea that this was a possibility. He must have enjoyed my disbelief, because he began laughing. "I wouldn't say that I was alone in this. You kept screaming for more. Who am I to turn away such a willing partner?" "My name is Ger'an, by the way. You asked when we met, and I didn't tell you. It seemed rather impersonal to give names, considering why we were here..." He said as he began to trail kisses from my jaw down my neck. "But now I want to hear your sweet voice screaming my name, before you leave this room." I looked down at the man beneath me and I couldn't stop my hands from wandering everywhere. I wanted my ten fingers to touch and trail over every inch of him, the way his tentacles and hands had done to me. It took everything in me not to lose myself in the pleasure that he was giving me. I bit my lip and trailed my fingers down his chest.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

This story is currently being edited, it may not flow perfectly in some spots that are currently being edited. Thank you for your patience! Rowan Blake doesn't follow rules-she breaks them for fun. So when a psychosexual placement test ends in handcuffs and a court date, she expects jail, not an acceptance letter to Valenhart Academy, an elite and secretive institution where students learn psychology, power exchange... and the art of submission. Thrown into a world of contracts, collars, and complex dynamics, Rowan is determined to outlast the semester without bending to anyone's will. Especially not Theo Vale-the calm, unshakable upperclassman who steps in to supervise her beginner class. He's everything she resents: controlled, dominant, unreadable. And infuriatingly attractive. But Valenhart doesn't just teach obedience. It teaches truth-about desire, control, and the parts of yourself you'd rather ignore. As Rowan battles the system, her health, and her own rebellious heart, she'll have to decide what's more terrifying: surrendering control... or admitting she might actually want to. This is my first book so please let me know if you find any mistakes! I will try to upload daily if I can! #1-Dominate 5/28/25-5/29/25 #1- Chronicillness 6/4/25-7/9/25 #1- Medical 7/9/25

A MAZE RUNNER TRILOGY "And one day someone walks into your life, a total stranger, and they become so important to you. And while you're only known them such a short time, you feel you're loved them for a lifetime." #1 Ranking for #TheMazeRunner #1 Ranking in NewtFanfic #1 Ranking for #Thomasbrodiesangster #1 Ranking for TheDeathCure #1 Ranking for #Gally #1 Ranking for #DeathCure #1 Ranking for #TMRfanfic #1 Ranking for #TMR #1 Ranking for #Newt #2 Ranking for #Thomas #2 Ranking for #Frypan PUBLISHED 12 - 27 - 23 REWRITTEN 03 - 17 - 23 ACT I 02 - 08 - 25 ACT II in development ACT III tba END DATE tba *The cover photo, gifs, and banners go to @Ivvyky !* Commentary/ feedback is welcome. I do enjoy reading what you guys have to say <3