<abandoned> 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛. Cassana Baratheon learns she is betrothed to Robb Stark and as she waits for their wedding she soon realises that what they have is far deeper than an oath, until she finds herself drawn to the Bastard of Winterfell. She struggles between duty, her heart, and what she has always desired. The Iron Throne. When she is forced to return to Kings Landing, the trueborn daughter of Cersei Lannister and Robert Baratheon cannot ignore what has always been hidden in plain sight, the secrets of her bloodline. It's not long before conflict between the Starks and the Lannisters causes a dangerous rift between her and her betrothed, and the battle for the Iron Throne begins. Her own blood, Baratheon and Lannister alike, become her enemies and she soon learns the price for those who venture near the throne, a throne Robb despises. The lines between friend and foe and lover blur as she seeks alliances between the greatest players in the game and those who share her thirst for revenge against the Lannisters. She will discover that this war is far greater than any Westeros has ever seen. However, there is more than one Targaryen. The true king, far closer than she suspects, and preparing to fight the true enemy to the North while she fights in the south. A man she once could have called lover if not for duty. When secrets long hidden finally unravel, can the rightful heir to the Iron Throne survive her enemies and a love that threatens to destroy her? Or does fate have other plans? ~ Tags/warnings: arranged marriage, angst, smut, fluff, strong violence, strong language, alcohol abuse, sexual violence, love triangle, infidelity. Eventual Margaery, Oberyn relationships ~

She saves lives. He decides who loses them. Dr. Valentina Ricci built her world on precision, control, and truth. As the youngest director of Rome's most prestigious medical institute, she doesn't tolerate chaos-especially not the kind that wears a tailored suit and commands fear without raising his voice. Lorenzo Moretti is everything she despises. Powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who rules Rome from the shadows while the world pretends men like him don't exist. Their first meeting was a collision. Their second was a mistake. And the third... was the beginning of a war neither of them could walk away from. Because behind the blood, the secrets, and the empire built on silence-lies a truth powerful enough to destroy them both. A betrayal buried deep enough to survive years... but not deep enough to stay hidden. Now, Valentina is forced into Lorenzo's world. And Lorenzo is forced to face the one thing he never wanted. What starts as defiance turns into tension. Tension turns into obsession. And obsession turns into something far more dangerous than either of them expected. Because in a world built on power and blood...love is not weakness. It's war. And in Rome- Vows are sacred. But some are written in blood.

I was human once... until the Alpha King called me little mate. Nineteen-year-old Tahlia Moore never believed in fate. She worked at a bookstore, worried about rent, and lived a perfectly ordinary life-until she attended her best friend's mating celebration and made eye contact with the wrong man. Malakai Hawthorne. Alpha King of North America. The most powerful wolf alive. The mate bond hit like lightning. Impossible. Unprecedented. In three thousand years of werewolf history, no Alpha King has ever had a mate-especially not a human. When she runs, he chases. When he catches her and growls "little mate," everything changes. Now she's trapped in his world, fighting for acceptance in a nation that sees her as an abomination. The Elder Council demands Malakai reject her or lose his crown. Rival Alphas plan her assassination. And an ancient prophecy declares she'll either unite the fractured packs or watch them drown in blood. But Tahlia isn't just human. Dormant magic sleeps in her veins-power waiting to ignite. When she passes the brutal Moon Trials and achieves the impossible, she proves she's worthy of standing beside a King. Two souls. One heart. A love that will reshape a nation. CONTENT WARNINGS ⚠️ Violence, mild gore, near-death experiences, emotional trauma, loss of autonomy (soul merge), attempted assassination, war/battle scenes, mild sexual content, captivity themes Heat Level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️ (Steamy but not explicit) READER PROMISE ✅ A mate bond that defies all logic ✅ An alpha hero who's patient AND possessive ✅ A heroine who transforms into something powerful ✅ Political intrigue and supernatural world-building ✅ Trials that will test limits ✅ Secrets that change everything ✅ A love that literally reshapes destiny ✅ Found family and loyal friendships ✅ Epic battles and emotional moments ✅ HEA with series continuation NO: ❌ Love triangles ❌ Cheating ❌ Weak/passive heroine

Everyone expected the quiet princess to die. The tyrant king had buried wives before, and the fragile girl forced to marry him was supposed to become just another forgotten tragedy. But the soft-spoken queen does something no one expected. She survives. While the court fears the monster on the throne, she remains beside him calm, gentle, and far stronger than anyone realizes. At first, the king tells himself she is simply useful. Her mind is sharp. Her kindness dangerous in a palace built on cruelty. And kings protect what is useful. But the longer she stands beside him, the more the kingdom begins to notice something unsettling. The tyrant who trusted no one now watches her like she is the most valuable thing in his world. His words remain cold. His temper still deadly. But everyone can see the truth the king refuses to admit. The monster on the throne has fallen in love. And the quiet queen who was supposed to die has learned something even more dangerous The only way anyone could ever hurt her... Is by surviving the king who would burn kingdoms to the ground to protect what belongs to him. (Book 1 )

Blood is currency in the vampire court - and mercy is a weakness few survive. When Lina is dragged before the ruthless, newly crowned vampire prince Corvis, she expects what every noble taken by the court expects: fangs, feeding, and death. Humans are prey in this kingdom of immortals since they no longer hide in the shadows, little more than vessels to be drained and discarded once their blood runs dry. But Corvis does something no vampire prince should. He lets her live. Instead, he keeps her. Forced to remain at the prince's side, Lina becomes his personal source of blood - a living prisoner within the palace walls, fed well enough to survive and taken whenever the prince's hunger demands it. To the vampire court, the meaning is obvious. Humans exist to be fed upon. The prince has simply chosen to keep his prey close. Corvis himself is no gentler threat. Ruthless, feared, and utterly merciless to those who challenge him, the vampire prince rules through the power and violence he once was a victim to himself. Yet the longer Lina remains at his side, the clearer it becomes that the prince who feeds from her does not entirely understand the fragile humanity he has claimed. And in a palace where loyalty is bought in blood and betrayal lurks behind every velvet smile, Lina may discover a dangerous truth: Being spared by the most powerful monster in the kingdom might be far more perilous than being killed by him. #1 cruel ~ 26.03.2026

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

*18+ read at your discretion!* My hands tremble by my sides. "Don't sleep with her..." He steps toward me, his eyes dark. "Why not?" "Whatever you were planning to do to her tonight, do it to me instead," I whisper. *** Ayah has always been unremarkable in every way other than in the power she wields. Since she was little she has been able to heal even the most fatal of wounds. Because of this, her father has locked her away, keeping her powers safe from the outside world. That is, until a man appears below her balcony, giving her a glimpse into the freedom she could finally have. However, the moment she starts to trust him, he takes her captive, revealing his identity to be a powerful Alpha who needs her to heal his younger sister. But when the girls illness becomes impossible for Ayah to heal, she is dragged on a journey beside the Alpha to find an amplifier. On the way she learns their connection goes deeper than their heated attraction, to a soul bond neither can deny.

Judas Romanovski, the man people warned me about, the man people feared, the man who destroyed the only thing I thought I had control of- my morals, my patience, my heart. I was deceived first, and then entangled in lies he weaved with his sinful fingers, luring me, manipulating me, and then caging me. A moth drawn to the flame, like tides drawn to the moon, like Eve tempted to sin..... a bird caught serpent's clutches. My helplessness intrigued him, my cries amused him. ****** Seraphina, a determined and selfless young woman who moved to Russia to pursue her studies and escape her family's financial struggles. Focused on securing a decent job to pay off her family's debts, she found herself in a precarious situation when her roommate suggested a highly lucrative job as caretaker for the blind businessman. What could go wrong? Desperate for money, Seraphina accepted the opportunity without realizing the profound impact it would have on her life. Little did she know, her decision would thrust her into the world of Judas Romanovski, the blind Russian mobster known for his merciless tactics and captivating turquoise eyes. Judas Romanovski's initial attraction to Seraphina sparked a dangerous game of desire and power. Unused of being denied anything, he became obsessed with this young caretaker whose innocent eyes only fueled his desire. Willing to go to extreme lengths, Judas stopped at nothing to make Seraphina his, even if it was just for one night. But was one night enough for him to possess all that he desired from her?

The forest had never seemed so alive, so hostile. Branches clawed at her gown, dragging at the white tulle as if the trees themselves wanted to keep her from escaping. Breath ragged, heart pounding, she ran faster. The runaway princess. Behind her lay the gilded prison she had once called home, and ahead-unknown freedom. Or so she thought. Far beyond the forest, nestled against the cliffs where sunlight dared not linger, stood an ancient cursed kingdom. Its walls bled with ivy, its spires broken yet unyielding. Legends whispered that no soul entered its gates and lived unchanged. Some said shadows ruled there. Others claimed the land itself was alive, waiting for its chosen queen. It was there he waited-the man feared across kingdoms. A ruthless dark king, his armor a thing of black steel and intricate carvings, his presence commanding silence, even from the winds. He had built his reign upon fire and fear, yet his hunger was not for power alone. His hunger was for her. "You carry fire in your veins, little one-fire that was always meant to be mine." And when battle raged around them, when swords clashed and fire lit the skies, he fell-not as king, but as a man whispering his final truth against her lips: "I was yours from the beginning... and I'll be yours until the end." The world seemed to crumble that night. And yet, in the ruins, in the ashes, in the silence that followed-she felt his presence, watching, waiting. "He chose you long before you were born." The runaway princess was never meant to be free. She was meant to reign beside him. Not as his captive. Not even as his queen. But as his fire. As his fate. As his undoing.

Ethereal Romanoav, nineteen. Just like her name, she was a breath of heaven on earth, too innocent, too untouched, and too unaware of the darkness that waited beyond her walls. Her beauty was the kind poets lost sleep over. Her eyes, a deep crystalline blue. People whispered she was the most beautiful girl in the world, a jewel born once in centuries. When Ethereal was barely one year old, her beloved mother, Queen Sera Roman, died of a sudden illness. And within two months, her father, King David Roman, married the Princess of Kazi, Phina. After that marriage, everything changed. Phina was threatened, terrified, of the girl who would one day surpass every beauty in the realm. So David Roman locked his daughter away. At one and a half years old, Ethereal was placed inside an isolated tower. Too small to understand, too pure to fight back. For there was monster wearing a crown. Alexandra Drakaris. Thirty-two. The King of Kings. The ruler whose bloodline had conquered kingdoms. People called him The Beast. It was said his very shadow could silence a battlefield. Rumours whispered he stole women, used them, burned empires for pleasure. Queens feared him. Kings bowed. But the truth? He had never touched a single woman. No lovers. No partners. No queen. Alexandra lived alone in a fortress carved from cold, merciless stone, just like his heart. Dangerous, deadly, ruthless. He was a monster of power. Standing at six feet two, built like a warrior sculpted by the gods, he looked every bit the beast the world painted him to be. Yet his light brown eyes held storms-battles, betrayals, pain. Love made you weak. And Alexandra could not afford weakness. He took kingdoms. He crushed armies. He conquered power-nothing else. But the world did not know the truth: The beauty King Roman hid away was the only thing Alexandra would ever desire. His ethereal romanoav His little one.. ..... Give it a try.....