"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡." In the shadowed halls of the Imperial Palace, where beauty is currency and silence is survival, one humble lady-in-waiting captures the eye of a man too noble for his throne. But in a world ruled by tradition and secrets, how long can a bond built on truth remain untouched? Some silences speak louder than any affection.

(Warning: Rated R) "Aaron was puzzled at his own anger, "Why is her presence so vexing?" He pushed away from his desk and slowly circled around her as he studied her stature. "Big beautiful eyes, long lean neck, tiny waist, and over flowing bosom." Letta's chest heaved with uncertainty, "Sir, what have I done to offend you?" Aaron stopped close to her side, his face was close to hers. He could smell the sweet scent of her skin. "Why Letta? What do you want from me?" When Letta's mother passes, their master takes her under his wing as his own. Letta grows into a beautiful Roman woman, and she is intended for her masters son Demetrio. After serving many years in Cesar's army, Demetrio has plans of becoming a governor in his district. With innocent, beautiful, intelligent Letta by his side, what could go wrong? With a lie of a well know soothsayer, Letta is cast aside by Demetrio and replaced by Emella, a power hungry woman that will stop at nothing to get what she wants. With Demetrio still pining over Letta, Emella takes her pain out on her in the worst way. Aaron, a brave stubborn Roman legionnaire finds Letta and rescues her. What will happen between the young beauty and the head strong heart throb?

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫." The king of Vijaygarh had to marry a girl to complete his thirst of desires. She was well aware that she was married to fulfill his needs... so she shouldn't hope for anything from him as she was just a girl who he had to bed because of the curse. Marrying her doesn't felt any special or significant until the way he got used to her, obsessed to her. The king's craving for her only increased and increased. He started yearning for her more and more with each passing days and he felt it was natural and normal as she was ℎ𝑖𝑠. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆, 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏, 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒉. ~𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑎 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝑊𝑂𝑀𝐴𝑁~ || ON HOLD TILL FURTHER NOTICE ||

I have known the Bridgertons for most my life. Daphne is my best friend and the closest to a sister I will ever have. Being the only child isn't just lonely. It's a constant reminded of the future I will have if something were to happen to my father, and if I ever try to forget, my mother will be there to make sure I remember. Then there is Lord Bridgerton-- Anthony...I have loved him for as long as I have known what love was. He makes my heart pound and my knees unsteady. One moment of weakness made it easier to believe he could love back, but my mother isn't going to wait for him to maybe ask for my hand. My reality is that I must get married and he will never want to marry me. I have one more London season to find my match before my mother makes one for me... ________________________ This story is based off the Bridgerton books series by Julia Quinn(that I highly recommend). I haven't seen the show (only parts). So, any relation to the characters, situations, or events relating to the book or show clearly do not belong to me. **Please don't come for my history accuracy. I did the best I could.**

For Jem Denham, life became serious the moment he laid eyes on Miss Cressie Martin. As the youngest of five children, he was used to being considered the cheeky brother who never had to take anything seriously. But love can change everything. After a terrible faux pas during the first meeting, Jem becomes determined to better himself so that he can be considered a genuine suitor for Cressie's hand. As the summer sun rises and the 1812 London Season returns in full swing, there will be more than one man seeking Cressie's favour, and more than one snake in the grass to be wary of. Danger lurks, intentions are hidden, and affairs begin as only one question can be asked. Can love really conquer all?

"𝐀𝐡, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲." The death of her best friend, the man whom she adores, compels Seraphina Hearts to head back home to attend the funeral. Yet, how can the school chit properly mourn if her late best friend's creepy older brother whom she avoids won't stop obsessing over her? His predatory eyes always watch her every move, even up to her sleep.

The last thing Liam Mcyntire expected to find in his barn one cold February morning, was a half-starved , frozen-solid woman. She's covered in bruises and full of mistrust and suspicions. He'd been perfectly content in his bachelor life of trapping critters, selling furs and living in solitude but this mysterious woman might just change all that. Emma Hawke was running. Running from her father, from the damage the man had done. Running from a life she didn't want--a life no different from the one that had killed her mother. She's never been off the mountain. She trusts nothing and no one--not even the man who saved her life by bringing her out of the cold. If Liam's going to win her heart, he's going to have to learn patience and how to truly care for someone more than he does himself. He'll have to love her softly. Can Emma overcome her past? Can she learn to trust--possibly even love--despite the fear that she holds of men and of marriage? Or will her past track her down and destroy any hope she has for a future?

Tia Rose, an innocent, naïve girl with a passion for ballet. Her dream was to become a professional ballerina, but all of that changed when her parents were killed in a car crash. Tia was forced to move to live with her Aunt in a new state and start at a brand new high school. To her surprise, Tia finds out that she is in fact attending an all boys private school. Scared and all by herself in a foreign place, she desperately tries to go unnoticed by the students, but who can help not getting lost in her innocent doe eyes. All of her troubles and worries decrease when she is met with none other than the school's bad boy Devil Mazzanti. Son of one of the strongest Mafia men in the world, Devil's life revolved around crime. Even the most powerful men in the world were afraid of him and he bestowed fear among everyone. He always got what he wanted and when he laid eyes on Tia, he knew he wanted her. She had him wrapped around her little fingers with his heart stolen and she didn't even know about it.

DARK ROMANCE!!! "Tsk." "See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a smirk so malicious, that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him. He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman. Only if that one unfortunate night, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace. ********* Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with. Ragnar, a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world. He was intrigued and obsessed with her. He yearns to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he can because little Sasha belongs to him. WARNING! This story contains a non-consensual relationship, a toxic male lead, and a lot of gore. 18+

Oman married a homeless girl to protect her from this cruel society. At first, he was beyond frustrate by this girl who was thrusted into his hands against his will. Later, unknowingly he fell harder for his little wife. *** Oman was exiled from his own country and he had travel to another country. During their deserted journey they both came close enough to share physical and emotional intimacy. Oman was a ruthless and fearless man, while tara was a quiet and innocent girl. Age-gap Historical fiction. 🔞🔞