In a land of magical spirits and northern lights, two wounded souls find rest and healing in each other. Rieta Tristi has known nothing but hardship: her husband died of the plague, her young daughter was stolen away by slave traders, and now the cruel Lord Casarius, who had long coveted Rieta as a mistress, has ordered on his deathbed that she be buried alive with him. Her heart already shattered by grief, Rieta has little will to resist her grim fate-until the womanizing tyrant of the north, Archduke Killian Axias, suddenly appears and whisks her away. To Rieta's surprise, the cold and ruthless archduke turns out to be not only sympathetic, but deeply thoughtful and caring. As the leaves change and temperatures drop, Rieta warms up to her unexpected savior, who has been grieving a loss of his own. WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers. All Rights Reserved Written by Dalsaeowl.

Sez, who was the princess in the Imperial House of Rowayne of the Den Helder Empire, was killed by her brother, Rayton, who caused the coup. Rayton was discriminated against in the empire for the prophecy that the monster whose hair is black as night and eyes as red as blood will end the whole world, and he had the same appearance as the monster of the prophecy. Though her head was cut by his sword and lost the chance to escape the empire, somehow she was magically sent back to the past. When she had a second chance to change her fate, she decided to become friendly with Rayton to survive. All Rights Reserved Written by Baek Yideum.

After her grandfather's passing, Erna's peaceful countryside life is flipped on its head by a mountain of unexpected debt. She sets off to the city of Lechen in search of a father she hardly knows, but instead of receiving a warm welcome, Erna's swept up in his elaborate schemes and tossed into the city's unforgiving marriage market. Just when her life seems on the precipice of spiraling into chaos, the infamous Prince Björn steps forward to offer her a ray of hope. His aid, however, comes with a warning-he cautions her against consuming the poisonous mushroom. As Erna stands at the crossroads of her life, she's faced with a choice: Does she dare swallow poison in the hope of a brighter future, or is it better to resign herself to a destined fate? All Rights Reserved Written by Solche.

*𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔* 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅-𝑩𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 I felt his warm breath as it caressed my ear, causing a shiver to crawl down my spine as he whispered, "So it seems you have been having quite the time with my brother tonight, Miss Beckett." I looked up horrified to meet his cold blue eyes as they peered down at me, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing some of his beautifully white teeth. "I beg your forgiveness, My prince. I did not mean to offend you by accepting your brother's invitation to dance." I swallowed hard, trying to fight the lump of fear that had started to build in my throat, "I did not think I was allowed to decline." Prince Thomas let out a little chuckle, "Oh, I am not mad at you, Emma." I shivered when my name left his lips, "You have just piqued my interest, that is all." 𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 After the King of Myrce announces the commencement of a new event called the Courting, where nobles are summoned to compete against one another for a chance to wed a chosen member of the royal family, for some unknown reason Emma's parents demand she attend in her sister's stead. Thinking they have her on a tight leash, she is instructed not to seduce the prince and return home after making it to the final five. However, after enduring years of abuse and longing for freedom, Emma has other plans. She intends to win and by any means necessary.

[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.

I loved him, and there were times he loved me too. When the cameras were off and the lights were low, Lando Norris really did love me. I have to believe that otherwise what else do I have to hold on to? - Evelyn Verstappen was the younger sister of World Champion, Max Verstappen and widely known for it across the grid. Lando Norris was the biggest competitor and rival to defend the World Champion against winning another title and the Verstappen family hated him because of it. They deemed him cocky, unprofessional, a bad sportsman and a cheat and the topic of nearly every family dinner. Unfortunately, Evelyn felt very differently about Lando than the rest of her family. -------------------------- I watched you for so long that season. I watched you when I knew nobody else was looking and I watched you when I knew I'd be caught. But I couldn't help it. You were, in every aspect of the word, our rival. My brothers biggest competitor. My teams largest pain the arse. And there was a time there, a very short amount of time, that I thought I had you. I must of had you. Right? I didn't imagine it? The touches, the whispered words, the stolen glances. They happened. They were real? Weren't they? You said you loved me, and I believed you. But did you mean them for me? Or was it just a strategy to get ahead in the game? But I know I'm not crazy, I didn't imagine the feelings I felt, I didn't imagine the electricity. You loved me, even if only for a moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ALL EVENTS AND PEOPLE IN THIS STORY ARE FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND I MEAN NO OFFENCE TO THE REAL MEMBERS OF THE VERSTAPPEN AND NORRIS FAMILY. THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL AND THEIR ACTIONS AND PERSONALITIES ARE FOR NARRATIVE PURPOSES ONLY --------------------------- * sexual content * mature themes * course language

The greatest warrior the kingdom had ever seen had just one weakness, something that only he knew of- his love for the stable boy. Season 1 of In Another Era *** Prince Kenric was known throughout all the kingdoms as the greatest warrior to have ever lived. No one dared to cross him, for he was feared even more so than the king. The people believed that he had sworn his life to the sword, and that was why he never took a lover. But only Kenric knew the truth. Only he knew both his biggest weakness and his greatest strength. His love for the stable boy. ~~~ [mxm] [marked mature for mentions of violence and sexual content]

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.