If you were to ask anyone in the ton about the Lady with a Fan, even an errand boy could give you an answer. That's the name Anastasia Bridgerton had built for herself to protect her family after their father's passing. As the oldest sister and twin of Anthony Bridgerton, Anastasia lived and breathed to keep her family safe. Marriage was the last thing on her mind when her brother, the Viscount had yet to mature enough to handle the responsibilities of being a head. Anastasia, despite being the Diamond of her Season, devoted her efforts towards the stability of the Bridgertons, leaving no room for romance. However, this may change with the arrival of the Dashing Prince of the North, Nicholas Alexander, who returned to London's high society many years later. With her sister's debut, her brother's ignorance, and her family's stability weighing her down, can the girl find it in her heart to love another? It is said that love concurs all, but can it stand the furious winds of a scandal?

Being a Melgren is a curse dressed as a legacy. Seraphina Melgren carries her father's name like armor, forged in blood, discipline, and unyielding expectation. She was trained to strike before weakness appears, to move like shadow, to survive when others fall. But Basgaith War College spares no one. Its halls are alive with danger, betrayal, and the restless defiance of the rebellion kids-cadets who bend every rule and challenge every law. Every glance could hide an enemy. Every step could trigger a trap. Loyalty is fleeting. Power is everything. And failure is not an option. Surrounded by rivals and secrets that refuse to stay buried, Seraphina must fight, deceive, and outsmart anyone who stands in her way. Because at Basgaith, only the strongest survive-and even a Melgren can fall.

At Basgiath, secrets burn as fiercely as dragons, and Alyra Tauri is carrying more than anyone realizes: stolen intel, a fractured loyalty, and a power that could unravel the empire itself. With the wards failing and rebellion stirring in the dark, every step she takes pulls her closer to the truth her father tried to bury. Xaden Riorson lives in the shadows-wingleader, weapon, and threat wrapped into one. He is everything Alyra was warned against, and everything she can't stay away from. Tethered by fate and forged through fire, their bond is as dangerous as it is irresistible. As enemies close in and the line between duty and desire blurs, Alyra must decide what she's willing to burn for-because some fires don't destroy. They illuminate. Full rights to Rebecca Yarros for Fourth Wing. This is just a fanfiction!!

Vivian Sorrengail was forged for war - sharpened by cruelty, tempered in blood. Her destiny was written in the clash of swords and the blood that stains her hands, a legacy of obedience wrapped in violence. But prophecy doesn't bow to kings, and fate doesn't care for loyalty. When ancient powers stir and enemies bleed from the shadows, Vivian will have to decide what kind of monster they turned her into - and whether she'll burn their kingdom down before it can bury her first. ⸻ "You are a weapon, a servant of Navarre." "I am whoever I choose to be. A monster or savior. A damn reckoning. You're going to regret ever crossing me."

‼️IMPORTANT‼️ DUE TO PLAGIARISM RISKS, THIS BOOK WILL BE REMOVED FROM WATTPAD ON FRIDAY MARCH 28TH, 2026 Nearly twenty years in the fighting pits taught me three things: trust no one, keep your blades sharp, and never let them see you bleed. Then House Ravilon bought me. Now I'm surrounded by five fae males who think they can crack me open. Axlan with his easy charm and protective streak. Silas and his silence, keeping secrets that set my teeth on edge. Reyker, whose training sessions feel like actual combat. Lysander, whose questions cut deeper than blades. And...Finley, the house heir who gives orders like breathing. They say I'm being trained for elite tournaments. They're lying. There's something else going on. Something in the way they move around me, like I'm worth protecting. When my body betrays me with desires I didn't know I could feel, the real game becomes clear. They don't just want my skill in the arena. They want everything. I've spent decades building walls that could stop armies. But these five aren't attacking from the outside. They're making me want to tear the walls down myself. "Their Warrior" is the first book in The Thirteenth House Series. It is a "why choose"/ reverse harem romantic fantasy where the deadliest opponent might be your own heart. **Please see the author's note for trigger warnings and posting details**

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

ACOTAR- Azriel/OC Volume I in the A Court of Secrets Series - Five hundred years ago, the Princess of the Night Court was slaughtered in the Illyrian wilderness. Her wings were torn from her back. Her head was put in a box and thrown down the river for her brother to find. Her story ended the way it was told- through blood and suffering and death. At least, that's what everyone thought. But there are secrets she took to the grave- And one of them is that she's still alive. Now, as war with Hybern looms and the cracks in the Night Court begin to splinter, her return sets off a chain reaction that no one is ready for. Allegiances shift. Truths are questioned. And the story everyone thought they knew begins to unravel- One bloody, burning lie at a time. - Special thanks to @fxckmiup and @crimson_text for their support, encouragement, and editing.

Finding out that your parents, the people that raised you your whole life, weren't your actual parents was hard. Being told at the ripe ol' age of eighteen that you're the last living member from an Ancient Shifter line, the one responsible for creating the First Shifters, was inconceivable. Especially when a group of assassins were on their way to exterminate me simply for just existing. Kidnapped from my bed by three extremely stunning and grumpy Alphas, and forced to attend a special Shifter University located in the middle of nowhere, I have to navigate an unfamiliar and unknown secreted world while simultaneously trying avoiding those who want to use my lineage to enact an age-old curse. Join Nova Nyx as she's dragged into a world full of Shifters, Secrets, and Startling Surprises. ~~~ "Mates?" I repeated owlishly, blinking rapidly at the one worded bomb they just dropped on me "What are Mates?" Instead of answering my question, they just stared back at me in silence, arms crossed over their broad chests. I ignored their silence, choosing to focus on second part of their sentence. "And you're telling me I have three of them?" I gawked "How many are you supposed to get? I can barely handle myself and my life at this point and you want me to worry about three other people?" Of course the most annoying man I've ever met smirked at my bafflement. "I don't think it'll be such a hardship for you" he said, arrogance lacing his tone "After all, I hear these three Mates of yours are very self-sufficient." "Don't forget extremely gorgeous" his Buffon of a friend chimed in, winking at me "That's a plus for you Princess." "One," the third one growled out at me, finally speaking up and adding subsistence to the conversation, startling the banter from the other two "You're only supposed to be blessed with one Mate in your entire lifetime."

𝐃𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑, Andromeda Delacroix was born to break, forged in war's relentless fire, and molded into a weapon bound to serve. A dragon rider scarred by the love she could not save and the ghosts that cling to her, she wears loyalty like a noose, sharpens secrets into daggers, and twists love into a blade that carves through her own heart. She survived off the idea that one day, one day her rage would be witnessed by those who poisoned her with it in the first place. But as power whispers her name and the boundary between ally and enemy fades to ash, she must decide: command the fire, or let it devour her soul. 𝐎𝐑 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒? [OC / BRENNAN SORRENGAIL] [FOURTH WING - ] [COVER: @strtdusty]

Selene was never meant to be part of this world. She had once been a medical student, living an ordinary life filled with textbooks, late-night study sessions, and the quiet certainty that magic was nothing more than fiction. Then, she woke up in a world ruled by monsters. For twenty-five years, she has survived on the outskirts of a human village, healing where she can, hiding where she must. She knows little of the High Fae, their courts, or their treacherous games. She knows only whispers-of a wicked queen named Amarantha, of a war that shattered kingdoms, of a High Lord with violet eyes and a smirk sharper than a blade. But when a raid on her village drags her Under the Mountain, Selene is thrust into a world of cruelty and deceit. Powerless and human, she should have been nothing more than another disposable servant. Instead, she catches the eye of Rhysand, Amarantha's right hand. To the world, he is a monster. A traitor. A willing pet in the queen's twisted court. But Selene has seen him at his most powerful. And now, she has seen him at his most broken. Forced into servitude, trapped in a palace where humans do not last long, Selene must navigate the deadly politics of a court built on suffering. But as she uncovers the truth hidden beneath Rhysand's carefully crafted mask, she begins to question everything she thought she knew-about this world, about him, and about the war that looms on the horizon. Because it was not fate brought her here. She was the obstacle to his fate. And fate is watching. all rights reserved to the original author