Ruin never wanted to be the villain in any story. But for years, Charlotte-no, Charlie-was his nightmare in glitter and tank tops. The club Prez's brat sister. The chaos in the corner of every room. She torched his patience, tampered with his relationships, and pined for him like he was hers. She teetered on the edge of slut and princess like she didn't know the difference. But now, she's back after years of banishment. Not the wide-eyed girl who once purred his name in his bed, but the woman who was left to burn alone-by everyone, including him. And damn it... he can't stop watching her rise from the ashes. Charlotte used to be the club's living headache. All smoke, eyeliner, and dangerously misled loyalty. Glory's shadow. Wolf's sister. Ruin's nightmare. She wore dysfunction like a badge-until it got her humiliated and destroyed. Thrown out like trash by the only family she ever had. But peace was good. Peace worked. Until the same betrayal that wrecked her came hunting for her. And the only men who can protect her, are the ones who obliterated her. So she's back-with no one left to beg for love. Not her brother. Not her father. Not even Ruin. Especially not Ruin. And this time? She doesn't want to be saved. She wants vindication.

𝚃𝚆𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 (𝚊𝚍𝚓) ------ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ, ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴜɴᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴀɴᴛ 𝑷𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒔 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖; 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 ❝𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍❞ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖠𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖬𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖺 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖩𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖯𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 ᎧᏒ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ᵃ ʰᵃʳʳʸ ᵖᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ/ ᵐᵃʳᵃᵘᵈᵉʳˢ ᵉʳᵃ ᶠⁱˣ ⁱᵗ ᶠⁱᶜ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᶜˡᵃˢˢⁱᶜ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒʷᵃʳᵈˢ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ᵖᵒˡⁱᵗⁱᶜˢ, ᵐᵃᵍⁱᶜ, ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᶠᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵈʸⁿ

"She was his wife in name only. Now, she wants out-but he refuses to let her go. When love and revenge collide, will she finally escape, or will she become what she swore she'd never be-his wife, for real?"

Daemon crawled up Alicent's body, fixing himself between her legs as he nipped along her neck. His hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple. "I'm going to fill you up," He sunk his long fat cock inside her core, giving her no time to adjust, his hand finding its way to your neck, squeezing slightly. Each thrust hit that exact spot inside Queen Alicent in such a delectable way, making her mouth open in a silent cry. "Seven Gods... Daemon.. fuck!" "Look at you, all cockdrunk on my cock," his thrusts increased in pace, moving her knees to her shoulders. as he hit so deep inside of Alicent, stretching her cunt so good. "Daemon! Ah! Ah!" "Who owns this pussy, Viserys or me?" Daemon asked in-between thrusts. "Y-you!" Alicent moans. Daemon's face scrunched in pleasure, his hair fanning around his face "Fuck! you feel so good wrapped around me, your cunt taking me so well....Hightower." his words already building another orgasm. "Oh...Fuck me Daemon!" Alicent moans as his thrusts becoming sloppy, he fucked her through both of her highs, bottoming out. She could feel him twitch with each spurt soiling her womb with his dragon's seed. ASHES OF THE CROWN, tells the tale in the heart of the Red Keep, hate ignites desire. Alicent Hightower, daughter of the Hand, is drawn to the the rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen. When piety dances with rebellion, the flames of lust consume duty. She was the Queen cloaked in green. He was the rogue Prince wrapped in shadow. And when their bodies met in secrecy, the realm itself trembled beneath the weight of their betrayal. Daemon and Alicent's affair begins in the shadows, a dance of contempt and longing, birthing bastards claimed by another. While the realm watches Rhaenyra rise as heir, Daemon and Alicent burn in silence, vowing to end their forbidden love. But when desire turns to devotion, and secrets unravel, their passion sets the realm ablaze, and the crown turns to ash. All rights reserved Lewa Kulture 2025

"The dream...it was clearer than a memory. And I heard the sound of thundering hooves, splintering shields and ringing swords. And I placed my heir upon the Iron Throne, and all the dragons roared as one." ~ King Viserys Targaryen "If I'm to choose between one evil and another, then I prefer not to choose at all. But when I say 'I love you', it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. I've seen your kindness and your strength. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman. You're the one, Alicent. ~ Geralt Targaryen "Brother, if you're named heir and I your Princess Consort, your claim would not be so easily challenged. The Velaryons are of the sea. But you and I are made of fire We have always been meant to burn together." ~ Rheanyra Targaryen "Where is duty? Where is sacrifice? It's trampled under your pretty foot again." ~ Alicent Hightower "We are Bene Vesserit. We don't Hope. We plan" ~ Nimueh Gaius. THE DRAGON'S HEART IS MINE explores the lives of two best friends torn apart by the men they love and the political forces that shape their destinies. Set against the backdrop of the Greens and the Blacks, the story delves into the civil war that divides Westeros, a war ignited by two siblings grappling with marriage, love, and ambition. Their shared history lies at the heart of the Targaryen dynasty and forms the foundation of House of the Dragon. King Viserys' decision to marry Geralt to Alicent Hightower and Prince Daemon's forbidden attraction to Princess Rhaenyra serve as the catalysts for the events that forever alter their lives. Each character's understanding of marriage and love varies greatly, creating a ripple effect of choices and consequences. These differences ultimately lead to the civil war known as the Dance of the Dragons, leaving a lasting and unforgettable mark on Westeros. Lewa_K ©2024

Aeris and Illeine did everything right. They discovered they were mates, fell in love, and lived happily ever after. For a little while. Everything changes when the couple discovers that their sacred bond is actually the artificial product of a horrible sacrifice. To Aeris, the connection that once seemed so pure and beautiful is now tainted by death, horror, and regret. For Illeine, the great tragedy is her not-so-fated mate's reaction to the revelation. The question of, "what if?" sends Aeris fleeing into the comfort of past, leaving a heartbroken Illeine to face the future alone. But she won't stay down. And she's going to make sure he truly understands what it means to live with regret. All she has to do it make sure she doesn't fall into her own trap.

"The Dragon must have three heads." Dyanna Targaryen, Princess of Westeros, is born into a family that is slowly crumbling. House Targaryen's hold on Westeros is weakening and when her older brother, Aerys Targaryen, becomes King of Westeros there seems to be a glimmer of hope. That is until he falls into the jaws of insanity. ~~~~~ Years pass and he begins to relish in burning people alive and he distrusts his heir, Rhaegar Targaryen, his sisters, and his Hand, Tywin Lannister. ~~~~~ Dyanna must tread carefully in both love and war. She will watch her family slowly collapse around her, but will she cling onto survival or will she follow the last dragons into the grave?

NEW STORY (+18) Highest Ranks: 1# Villain 31/01/2024, 3# Fiction 15/01/2024 #SteamyAdventure #EvilLove #SoulMates# There was a long-forgotten time when all the beasts roamed the Earth, humans hid underground and evil reigned. Until the heartless monsters were all cursed -- with soulmates. May all of you find your heart soon enough, May you learn of warmth and joy, Until then, hold your evilness and your breath. ******* Odette is ready for the Run, expecting to fulfil her duty and returning to her father and brother. After all, nothing happened if one stayed on the assigned path, right? Little did she know, her presence would awaken a malevolent power that had been asleep for centuries. ******* Huge, regal, equipped with wings and horns that pierce the dark skys, Zerberus is the Lord of all winged and un-winged cold-blooded beasts. He had been asleep for too long, waiting for his heart, now that he has been awakened he is ravenous.... ******* Brace yourself for a wickedly fun tale filled with steam, banter, and a heroine navigating her newfound position alongside her Dragon Lord. If you're ready for a fast-paced fantasy romance that defies expectations, dive into this story of love, danger, and pure villainy! Long live the villains!

⚠️ This is a dark romance with a walking red flag (aka a toxic playboy) and a forced marriage. If this is your first playboy story, please have realistic expectations = this ain't a Disney prince. Players don't change overnight. They don't fall at first sight. But when they fall... they fall hard. Want soft boys and sunshine love? Cute. But this isn't the book for you. "I will never be yours," he told her on their wedding night. "Good," she replied. "Because I stopped wanting you yesterday." Advika was the sacrifice to save her family's pride. Married to Ranjeet, a man who flaunts his mistresses and laughs at love, she realizes her only weapon is silence. She stops crying. She stops waiting for him. She stops caring. And that is when the Lion of Harshvardhana finally loses his mind. Because the one thing a man like Ranjeet can't handle... is being ignored by the only woman who actually matters.

On his planet, women don't choose, they're chosen. When a male claims a life partner, it is final. Permanent. Absolute. Belle, a university student, travels to this uncharted world for research. But she's unprepared for Thraxos, the towering, pale-blue warrior who rules with unchallenged strength and sees her as the one thing he's been missing. He's never chosen a life partner. Never needed one. Until her. But Thraxos doesn't love the way humans do. His affection is possession. His protection is control. And Belle's fire only draws him closer. Now, caught in a place where her voice means little and her body is his to claim, Belle must decide: resist the darkness, or surrender to the one male she was never meant to survive.