Born with glowing green eyes. Destined for rotten luck. Peasant girl Meya Hild was 'given' the opportunity to become a Lady. At swordpoint. By mercenaries. Engaged to a dying nobleman. Poisoned with one month to live. Tasked to loot a castle. In a kingdom running out of resources. Little did Meya know this shenanigan would lead her across land and over sea, from a mountain made of sapphire to an island shrouded in spiral clouds, with masquerades, heists, kidnappings, shipwrecks, alchemy, romance, and an unexpected 'bump' along the way. Let the misery begin. 🐉 🎯 PROGRESS: Book One (Chpt. 1 - 65): 100% Book Two (Chpt. 66 - 125): 100% Bingers, YOUR TIME HAS COMETH. Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7iYf3f78K4QInWwpz6z3Mp?si=35Rt2vgkTryCM3vD9eKVXA&pi=cE-JGby3RgeKW 🎨 Cover: @NamtanTangren / Namtan [糖人] https://www.deviantart.com/tangrennamtan 📋 Content Guidelines: Most chapters are safe for work/school. Chapters containing intimate scenes will be marked with ❣️ Although not depicted explicitly, this story touches on mature subject matter such as depression and suicide, drug addiction and overdose, human trafficking, organ harvesting, abortion and rape. It's also loosely based on medieval times, and some scientific misbeliefs (concerning health and pregnancy, etc.) are present. Young readers are urged to use discretion. ⭐ DOs & DON'Ts ⭐ 💖DO: Add LUMINOUS to your library & follow me so you don't miss any updates! 💖DO: Comment away! I love answering them. Please be polite and respectful! 💖DO: If you enjoyed Meya's adventure, spread the word! 🚫DON'T: SKIP THE PROLOGUE! You have been warned by the dragons that be that you will regret it! Why don't I just rename it "Chapter 1"? BECAUSE PROLOGUE SOUNDS COOLER!

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘. 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. It's the beginning of a new age when Jaylah Imperatrix seemingly returns from the dead to reclaim her throne. And in perfect timing. In her absence, evil has begun to rise. Ruthless and bloodthirsty Seifer Daggen will stop at nothing until he usurps the Oceanic throne. He is also relentless in his plans to eradicate Jaylah before she finds him and attempts to end his life. With the help of mercenary Alexander Khan - whose allegiance is terrifyingly unclear - Jaylah may have a chance to save her nation from the rapidly growing threat. Jaylah soon finds that her criminal partner can stir up suspicion in her just as easily as he can make her cold heart feel things she's never felt before. But the shakily allied Alexander is not her only concern. The Queen must travel to distant lands, build her court, face an unknown deceiver and realize who she truly is before quenching the fire of revenge in her heart. Her throne, people, and life depend on it. A crown can be a bloody burden. ( BOOK 1 : completed ) ( BOOK 2 : updated fridays 2pm pst )

Everything Kit ever knew was destroyed when the power plant went into meltdown, but he never had time to mourn. For in a world of magic and monsters, he has to fight for his life every day. His task is to protect the outside world from the darkness which has overcome his home, if life outside the island even exists anymore. A task he never asked for but one he has little choice in. But when this becomes impossible, they will be forced to do what they long thought a hopeless dream. Return home. Yet the fight is far from over, for the end of the world was only the beginning. ====================================================================== What people are saying about BIW; 'Exciting action, fascinating plot, and perfect suspense.' 'Fast paced and quite thrilling.' 'Weaving action and emotion together... compelling as hell.' vkbloodgood ====================================================================== Thanks to the amazing MayTijssen for the gorgeous cover you see on this book.

When Eleanora opened her eyes, she thought she had woken in heaven. The bed beneath her was as soft as angel feathers, her pain melted away. She gazed at the painted cherubs on the ceiling-until her eyes caught on something that did not belong. A bloodied sword. The door swung open. A tall man strode inside, dark hair tousled, his shirt unbuttoned to the chest. Scars crisscrossed his skin, his eyes cold and impossibly blue. For an instant, she wondered if he might truly be an angel. But no-if anything, he was the Angel of Death. "You have awakened," he said, voice low, rough-edged. "Took you long enough. I thought the fever would kill you." "I am not dead?" she gasped, more horrified than relieved. His mouth twitched. "Perhaps you are still delirious." She lifted her chin. "And who are you, sir?" His smile was mocking. "Nicholas de Lavilliers." The name struck her like lightning. Nicholas. The boy in the portrait, except now, he was no boy at all. -- After losing her father in a fire, Eleanora Finley is taken in by her estranged aunt, the Queen of Ravaeryn. What should have been a fairytale rise becomes a gilded cage, as Eleanora is thrust into the Choosing Ceremony, where noble girls vie for the Crown Prince's hand. But Eleanora's heart does not stir for the charming prince. Instead, it beats for the wrong man: Nicholas de Lavilliers, the King's nephew and infamous northern war general. Hardened by battle and scarred by betrayal, Nicholas wants nothing to do with the crown, or the Queen's niece. To him, she is just another pawn. Yet, he discovers Eleanora is not the spoiled lady he assumed. She longs only for freedom, to paint, to live. Against all reason, their paths intertwine, sparking a dangerous attraction neither can ignore. Caught between the duty imposed on her and the forbidden love that tempts her, Eleanora must make a choice: submit to the crown's design, or risk everything for the one man she was never meant to love.

It is the season for love and murder in the court of Ravaeryn. After a chance encounter one winter night, Lady Catarina de Fontaine had fallen hopelessly in love with Julian, the Crown Prince. However, upon discovering his untruthfulness, she immediately guarded her heart against him and rejected his advances for years. While it might seem like their romance would end right there, never blooming into fruition, fate had a different plan for them. Upon turning seventeen, Catarina was summoned to the palace to partake in The Choosing Ceremony, in which seven young ladies from the noble houses of Ravaeryn are selected, and the Prince would marry the one that he chooses. As the race for power and wealth runs its course, friend turns to foe, and blood is shed. Will they rekindle their romance, or will they part ways forever? 🥇- 1st Place in The Leal Awards in Young Adult, The Seasonal Awards Fall in General Fiction

A collection of short fantasy works inspired by the Fantasy smackdown. Each story has a different theme based on whatever the instigators of the competition made us do in each round. Round 1 starts if off with a fantasy / urban crossover as Antar searches for a lost artefact in the possession of the Stone Witch...

The first love and the cult worshipping the Mad Rooster, that's what Emily finds when her mother gets a job at Mad Rooster Marketing.

Gods blood is the sweetest nectar And I am the foolish mortal Who'll bind you to me For I am addicted to your kiss And I wish to swallow you whole And when I kiss you Religion shifts and blurs Darling girl, I am the God of Light But I'll worship you on my knees In which the wizarding world watches about Amara Potter Black's life and discover about another world Where they watch her grow into what she was always meant to be: a goddess in her own right. Apollo x Oc (fem! Harry, Amara Potter)x ??? Status: Slow Updates Re written: March 04, 2023 Ended:

The oracle gripped her hair and slowly tore it open through its tangles. Her clouded eyes met Zeus's lightening blue ones. She spoke In a rattled voice, "I've foreseen a future with the coming of not a god, but a new Titan hidden from the mortal and god's eyes. Preserved since the beginning, older than time. The Titan resides unawakened In a floating island of ice, touching the surface of the ocean. A frozen cavern of turns and daggers." Her voice carried through the room, slowly meeting Zeus. Zeus sat at his throne unbothered but thinking. He raked through his mind if the prophecy was even possible. Of course it was worth considering, but he still felt doubt over such a bold statement, a bold prophecy. Zeus sighed, annoyed by the vagueness of the oracle. One of the many things that irritated Zeus was vagueness. He didn't understand why Oracles couldn't just be straight forward and speak their truth without any riddles. "Is this being awakened yet?" Asked Zeus. The oracle didn't speak, she simply stood still unmoving. Apollo swallowed hard and stepped forward, ready to answer his father. "Father, the oracle speaks in a way that implies the being hasn't woken yet." He explained, his eyes searching his father's for a sign of reassurance. "But I assume it's close to awakening." Added Zeus. Zeus took a deep sigh, unable to come up with a conclusion as to wether the oracle spoke truths or riddled words with different meanings. Zeus honestly couldn't be bothered, a large part of him rejected the idea of a new unawakened Titan still around, a Titan of his father's generation to say the least. "It sounds like an issue for Poseidon." Groaned Zeus.

(Completed) Two assassins were set to kill a girl. No questions asked. Just kill her and claim their prize. That was their mission. Except one of them was not supposed to visit Volney, the land of the dead and the other fall in love with a girl and totally forget about his mission to kill. For an heir who had dedicated her entire life for her kingdom, fate was not kind. Her sister should have returned home after her visit to her aunt's place. Her kingdom must have been safe, both terrestrial and by sea. But does anything ever goes planned? As a general, she must now decide. Kingdom or family? Suffice to say, slavery was the safest option for a bride. Hated by the king's daughter, she wonders what she had ever done in her life to deserve her hate. With her friend of fifteen years gone to join the rebellion, and without realising what it would cost her, she makes new friends. But would they keep her alive? Or would they sell her for their life? Friendships will be tested. Foes will become allies. Hunted will become the Hunter. And lover will become the betrayer. Not edited! Cover made by @Shadowsleek