𝑼𝑴𝑨 𝑩𝑨𝑳𝑨𝑫𝑨 𝑫𝑬 𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬 𝑬 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑼𝑬 | Em meio à ascensão de Coriolanus Snow, uma inesperada peça surge em seu jogo de poder: a ingênua, Catherine Plinth, irmã mais nova de seu falecido amigo, Sejanus Plinth. Ao terem que se unir em um casamento arranjado, amor, manipulação e obsessão se entrelaçam. Em um mundo cruel como Panem, onde lealdade é uma arma, e o poder uma obsessão, poderia existir amor? Bem, só se for do tipo doloroso. ❝Dizem que o amor é cego. Eu diria que ele é distorcido, mas estratégico. ❞

In the woods of District Twelve, Coriolanus Snow raises his gun at Lucy Gray Baird - but the shot never comes. Torn between ambition and desire, he convinces himself it is love that stays his hand. For Lucy, it feels like a noose tightening. With the Mayor eager to pin Mayfair's death on her and her family's safety hanging in the balance, Snow offers her no choice but obedience. He has the power to shield her loved ones - or destroy them - and he uses it to keep her close. Dragged toward the Capitol under his control, Lucy must bend without breaking, caught between survival and the ache of betrayal. He believes he has saved her; she knows he has trapped her. Warning: This story contains themes of violence, drug use, rape/non-con, and abuse that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

"Don't you know to run from predators, sweetheart?" he murmured. "They like the chase." Daphne Sage Baird had never believed her sister would return from the Hunger Games alive. No one was more grateful to be proven wrong. Lucy Gray's survival felt like a miracle, a mercy the world rarely offered. But miracles draw attention. The songbird had come home and in doing so, had drawn the eye of a predator. A snake that followed the music back to its source. Coriolanus could not help himself. He craved the hummingbird named Daphne Sage. Unlike her sister, Daphne had nowhere to run. No woods to vanish into. No willow to hollow herself inside. Lucy Gray would dissolve into mystery, Daphne Sage would be etched into history. Coriolanus Snow X fem OC

No amor e na guerra, vale tudo. Mas no jogo dos tronos, ou você vence, ou você morre.

All it took was the birth of the youngest princess, followed by the King's unexpected favouritism and the Queen's indecisiveness and jealousy to stir chaos amongst the Greens themselves. Resulting in-one brother stealing another's wife and becoming kinslayer. That ultimately drew a wedge between Alicent Hightower and her sons. Giving Blacks the vantage they never hoped for.

Aelora Targaryen is the youngest of Queen Alicent and King Viscerys' children. Born sickly and fragile, with an Angel's face, she lived a difficult life from her first breath.She couldn't ever be like a normal child because she was, "The Sickly Princess". Life becomes more difficult when her brothers start to feel drawn by her, the sweet affection of theirs, once innocent was now turning into something much darker. It was like the Gods had cursed her once again and this time the measters could not save her.

"In the dark, twisted world of wealth and privilege, a poor girl named Jihyun is caught in the web of Jungkook, a ruthless and manipulative Mafia. Jungkook's obsession with Jihyun knows no bounds, and he'll stop at nothing to claim her as his own. He'll manipulate her just to get her, trap her in the cage of thorns" Jungkook: "You're mine to mold, mine to shape, mine to destroy" Jihyun: "I'll never be yours, Jungkook. My heart belongs to no one, least of all a monster like you." *Warning: This story contains dark romance, triggering content, and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. *Comments: Only positive comments are acceptable. *Hate: It requires a lot of effort to write a book. So, keep your hate for yourself. Only praising of the book is acceptable.

Durante la segunda guerra mágica, Hermione Granger es capturada por los mortifagos, en su nuevo mundo de terror los prisioneros son usados para experimentar magia oscura. Voldemort ha ordenado usar a la sangre sucia más famosa del mundo magico para un ritual antiguo que solo lo hará más poderoso. El arrogante sangre pura, Draco Malfoy es el mortifago encargado de mantenerla cautiva, pero los secretos susurran entre los pasillos de su prisión y algo le dice a ella que Draco Malfoy no es la persona que ella pensaba. Entre tortura y dolor Hermione tomará el único destello de luz que tiene en ese momento, el deseo y la soledad la acercaran poco a poco a Malfoy, descubriendo su lado más oscuro, uno que no se parece en absoluto a la antigua Hermione. ADVERTENCIA: Este fanfic incluye contenido adulto, temas sensibles y descripción gráfica de violencia. Comportamientos posesivos y obsesivos, además de escenas sexuales explícitas y manipulación.