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Get ready for a very HOT, sexual fanfics prepare everything you need cause we are going on a hell of a ride. Creator: Thursdays Series Begun:2021-11-23 Series Updated:2022-02-26 Notes: I had this in a series because I posted them anonymously and wanted to keep track. Now I'm shameless, I suppose. Stats:Words:20,952Works:11Complete:NoBookmarks:11

Victoria Quintero, era una recién nacida cuando la codicia de un asesino acabó con sus padres. Su destino era morir, pero unas manos negras la salvaron del fuego y la llevaron a un palenque en lo profundo de la selva, en donde creció como una cimarrona más, rodeada de otro padre y otros hermanos de piel oscura. En ese palenque recibió de Tomás y Lorenza la herencia espiritual de África,separada de los suyos y enviada a un convento de clausura en un lejano país llamado España, donde domaron su carácter la hicieron hablar y comportarse como una dama española. Después de muchos esfuerzos por escapar, Victoria logrará volver a Santa Marta suplantando a una gran marquesa comprometida en matrimonio con un próspero hacendado esclavista llamado Nicolás Parreño pero que pasará cuando victoria conozca su verdadero origen,cuando sepa quien mato a sus padres, completará su venganza o el peso de su corazón podrá mas que la razón. una versión de lo que me hubiera gustado que hubiera pasado en la esclava blanca. Nicolás parreño x victoria Quintero.

"I-..." he stopped, the words dying in his throat when a sudden lump appeared, not giving him the time to form proper words. His breath hitched, rose orbs trembling and stuck staring at his untouched food, sweat beginning to form underneath his too-long bangs. He... He thought he could do it. And yet he couldn't. Not when he could feel every stare burning onto his person, piercing through his soul like they could see every single fault, picking out his insecurities. The judgmental looks, the sneers, the disappointment. He could feel it, how it caused every hair to stand on edge, his ears ringing until all he could hear was his own heartbeat; wildly thudding inside his ribcage, ready to burst out of his chest. Shooting up from the table, head bowed low, his lips pursed and trembling as shame-filled tears sprung up, he turned and ran away from the dining room. Not sparing anyone a single glance because all he wanted was to breathe- Future villain or not, he couldn't bring himself to act like the original owner of this body. He couldn't. • Han Choyoung had trouble making connections and communicating with others. He felt guilty, even if his loved ones supported him regardless. But after accidentally drowning to his death, he only wished he'd overcome his fear sooner. He didn't expect to wake up as 11-year-old Kazaru Evedane, the neglected 3rd prince-turned-villain from a game he only heard from his noona. Choyoung could handle the identity crisis, he died after all- but to be the neglected prince hated by everyone because he's an illegitimate child? Knowing he had to face characters he didn't know? And just because he struggled to communicate properly while faking amnesia, as he had no prior knowledge of the game- everyone started chasing him! Please leave him alone! • My take on a BL harem isekai but MC's LOOSELY inspired by Shouko Komi from the Anime "Komi Can't Communicate". PS: book cover and artworks by me alone! ON HIATUS FOR NOW

He was madly in love ever since he met Claude. Claude was the sole reason why he breathed and lived. He would follow Claude wherever even if it is death. "Claude!" "Title." Claude glared. "Oh... right. Darling!" "Felix, remove him from my sight." -Disclaimer- Who Made Me a Princess was written by 플루토스(plutos) and drawn by 스푼(Spoon). Feel free to support them by purchasing either the novel or webtoon on Kakao Page, Naver Series, Ridibooks, and etc. The contents of this fanfic will have characters and events of the original work but there might be some changes here and there for the sake of continuing the story. Still be aware that there will or might be spoilers. Original Character(s) will be added. Your comments on the story, characters, scenarios, and your support would be very much appreciated. As long as the comments provide either aidful information, encouragement, or just random thought with no real intention to hurt, then your comment won't be deleted.

Claude had a daughter not with Diana but with his first wife amaryllis the baby had blue jewal eyes and beautiful blond hair she was named Anastasia which meant ressurction she was the emperors and empresses shine Claude loved her as his daughter she was a loved treasure the girl turned 3 she always sat in her dad's office seeing him do paperwork or have tea with him her mother would usually come to Claude's office with cupcakes or sweets with tea they where the definition of a perfect family the Royal family was officially was Claude amaryllis and Anastasia but until one day during their regular tea time Anastasia starts coughing blood she looks at father and faints all the mages in the empire tried to heal her no one succeed she was in a coma amaryllis and Claude where devastated a few months later amaryllis dies from a heart attack Claude now having lost his wife and his daughter standing right in front of death he lost hope he ordered Anastasia to be put in a room a special glass case was designed with flower petals covering the inside the corner to corner the room was entirely filled with pink roses mages came in healing her body and making sure she didn't die Claude always visited her room . but later Diana came in his life everything looked alright until Diana died in childbirth he was not completely broken and torn apart he uses black magic to kill his emotions and earse memories of Diana

Aldrich de Alger Obelia and Anastasia de Alger Obelia. The first born prince and princess of Obelian empire. They both used to be a a set of twins in the modern world and had toxic parents and died in a plane crash and woke up to find themselves inside the last novel they read before dying, 'lovely princess' But unlike the antagonist Athanasia and the heroine Jannette, Aldrich and Anastasia was loved and cherished by Claude dearly as they were the last gift that his empress left him. Knowing and meeting new people as they start their new adventure. Unlocking the truth behind their mothers death and finding their uncle to know why. [CURRENTLY UNDER HIATUS! WILL BE BACK SOON AFTER SOME EDITING.]

Mal and Ben have already been through so much as it is. Now let's continue with their story while they're trying to raise their "normal" family.

*WARNING* If you haven't read my other story or don't want spoilers don't read this book. Read my other story first please because I've put a lot of time and effort into both of them.

── having seen many of her loved ones die before her, she holds on to the one person she has left - her ☆ best ☆ friend. but if she's gone too, what is there left to live for? hiatus.