"Some wishes heal. Some wishes break. Some almost ended Christmas." Every Christmas begins with a wish... and ends with a miracle. But this year, something went wrong. When a boy whispers a wish Santa cannot grant, the magic that once wrapped the world in warmth begins to unravel. Santa vanishes. Shadows rise. And two friends are pulled into a journey where belief is the only light left. As they search for the truth, they uncover a forgotten heart- a lonely soul whose wish twisted into darkness... and whose pain might end Christmas forever. This is a story about the quiet battles we all fight, the friendships that save us, and the one wish that can change everything. ⭐ Thank you for giving this story a chance. I hope it lights something warm inside you this winter. ⭐

*****A gothic Wednesday AU***** Reichenbach Academy has always thrived on silence. Pressed uniforms. Polished stone. Perfect control. And something ancient buried far beneath its halls. When a student collapses mid-class with glowing sigils carved into his skin, the administration insists the situation is contained. The students don't believe them. Thorn Rosales, a half-vampire psychic known for trouble, hears the disturbance before anyone names it. A song threading through the academy's bones. Xavier Thorpe, haunted by the Hyde and his past at Nevermore, begins drawing the same symbols appearing across campus, as if something is guiding his hand. Together, they uncover a truth Reichenbach has spent centuries burying. This is a slow-burn, lore-heavy gothic mystery about power, memory, and forbidden connection. Where silence is a weapon, and the walls are starting to sing.

The screens on the sides of buildings were already on, advertising Particle City as if it were a perfect world. Ads of the Emperor and his dazzling smile. Posters of "happy" street-sweepers. And on the side, there was a large image of a Particle City worker facing the city's symbol with these words in-between: 'Til Death Do Us Part. A couple of days ago, those pictures would've reassured her. Comforted her. And now, it only clawed sharper at the odd ache in her chest. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the dystopian society of Particle City, happiness is shoved so far down a person's throat, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not anymore. Most everyone there is internally crumbling, but under their commander, humanity is simply a suggestion. So they put on a happy face and do their work. Astra is one of the thousands upon thousands of victims trapped in this vicious cycle of fake smiles and oppression that seems unbreakable. When she finds out the secrets of her beloved society, things unravel into a rebellion she never saw coming.

With no family left, Valentina Armani moves in with the Don of the Grimaldi mafia because of a promise her brother made to him. Slowly but surely, Valentina begins to long for the man she lives with. Her plans, however, get disrupted by Philip Coleman, a detective who is determined to put the leader of the criminal organization behind bars. Soon enough, the trust Vito put in Valentina gets crushed and he wasn't one to deal well with any kind of betrayal. Vito Grimaldi is a closed-off man who doesn't appreciate prying eyes. While he isn't rude, he can't be called a gentleman either. The more time passes, the less restraint he has to ignore Valentina's beauty. He wants to make her his. The Don's Trust is the second book from the Grimaldi series. This book can be read as a standalone. Warning: The Don's Trust has not been edited, yet. The story is only to be read by those above the age of 18. It's rated mature for a reason. Don't read it if you don't want to be spoiled for The Grimaldis' downfall. * * * Copyright © 2026 Serafina Remondo All rights reserved. Disclaimer: The picture used for this book is not mine. All the credit goes to the rightful owner.

(((BBC MERLIN))) Mira's been through a lot, even being King Cenred's twin sister. Not understanding from a young age that there's a curse on the girl's side of her family. It was a curse that started when her mother died because it was the doing of an evil witch that put a curse on them. For so long after her mother's death, he and her family would always hurt and abuse her until she runs away, his men chasing after her making her scared for her life even more now. But when she sees two men in the forest of Camelot, they bring her to the castle once she passes out in front of them (Merlin and Arthur) She knows that Uther, the king hates all magic, She and Merlin become friends because she too has magic like him. She slowly falls in love with Arthur, and so does he with her. She hopes everyone in the castle will like and care about her as she had no one like that for a very long time. All pictures that are used are owned by the owners that made them!!! LONG CHAPTERS!!!!!!!!!! WARNING: SMUT, Abusive themes, and Rape/Violence+Fighting... A note to the readers, if you are at all uncomfortable with the smut/abusive/rape parts you have the right to skip, as I will also write a warning for them as well.

Moving into my new flat was supposed to be a fresh start-cozy, quiet, perfectly ordinary. What I didn't expect... was him. My neighbor, Kieran Gray. Hot as hell. Instant crush unlocked. I kept running into him all the time. And then he holds the elevator for me, carries my groceries without asking, and suddenly I catch glimpses of something softer. Something that makes my heart race way too fast. I told myself it was just a crush. Harmless. Temporary. But a few weeks later, I was bold enough to ask him out. And to my surprise, he said yes... with one condition. We have to keep it a secret. I don't know what he's hiding, or why being seen with me matters so much. All I know is that I've fallen for the man next door... and I didn't realize at that time, that love was the real danger.

In a world where emotion is power, the Academy of Velanor guard and educate what remains of the shattered Cores: 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟. 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞. Each bound to a human life. When Serra's Core ignites without warning, she is thrust into the unknown world and rules of Velanor, a place, she soon realizes, that feels both like a cage and sanctuary, compared to the dying world she came from. Serra meets Aren. A Corebearer marked by a forbidden past. His magic is unstable. His temper, 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. And when their powers collide, the old myth stirs again. The same myth that once broke the world. NEW CHAPTERS ARE POSTED 1-2 TIMES A WEEK!

She should've said no. Amelia Sterling has always played by the rules, it's the only way she knows how to survive in a world like hers. That is until William Blackwood, the boy she can't quite bring herself to like, let alone trust, makes her an offer she can't refuse. A deal. A fake relationship. A public performance for a world that watches every move. But keeping up appearances is harder than it looks. Between family expectations, high-society whispers, and the girl William seems determined to win back, Amelia finds herself caught in jealousy, pretense, and the sting of her own growing feelings. The deal was only supposed to fool everyone else. Not her as well. -*- Tropes: ♡ Slow-burn romance ♡ Reluctant allies ♡ University + high-society setting ♡ Fake dating Disclaimer: This story includes mature themes and a few intimate scenes. Nothing too overly explicit, but recommended for older teens and up. Status: Ongoing Started: 05 October 2025 New chapters posted every Wednesday and Sunday at 8 PM SAST! -*- Notable rankings: #4 in Development (12-11-2025) #3 in Equestrian (10-11-2025) #7 in Fake Dating (12-11-2025) #8 in Deal (12-11-2025)

[Book 1] She escaped a house of cruelty and silence only to seek refuge in the tower of a man the world calls a monster. The Ridley girl cannot speak. Her past is a secret written in scars. When she escapes her father's estate, she expects death... not the cold mercy of Archmage Evior Asmodeus Malficar. The Archmage is powerful, reclusive, and feared throughout the land. His name alone keeps kingdoms trembling. But within the wards of his ancient tower, nothing is as it seems... least of all him. As strange magic stirs in the air and light itself begins to answer her presence, she must decide whether her silence will protect her... or destroy them both. #1 in magic out of 297K stories on Nov 11, 2025!!! #1 in mage #1 in archmage #1 in magicalworld #1 in chosenone

When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.