"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧," 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. "𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠; 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬...." ~~~~~~ Eighteen-year-old Dianna Jocasta Silver - or DJ, as she prefers to be called - is running on coffee, sarcasm, and pure survival instinct. She wasn't born under normal circumstances. 𝐍𝐨. She was the result of a failed experiment that left her carrying a deadly genetic curse. Raised in the lawless Rogue Lands, DJ has spent her life playing guardian to three sisters. She's learned how to survive without depending on anyone. Then her sister is diagnosed with aplastic anemia. With no other choice, DJ is forced to accept help from the father who abandoned them years ago. But his help comes with a price: leaving everything she's ever known and enrolling at 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡, where she must trust the very man she spent years learning to hate with the care of her little sister. And then there's 𝐁𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧. A broken weapon. A future Alpha. And the only person DJ has met who carries the same curse running through her veins. He hates her loud mouth. Her constant jokes. Her refusal to take anything seriously - even when the darkness inside her is slowly taking over. DJ hates that he might be the only person who understands exactly what she's becoming. At Postestas Aegis, friendship, school politics, old secrets, and a curse neither of them fully understands begin pulling them close

She has no crown. No past. But she has The Power. Once a ruler of star - born realm , now walks Earth without remembering anything. Her enemies thinks that she's alone. But, she's protected. Protected by her loving ones! The Darky Sun, the world of mythical creatures and the powerful people who resembles as human ;- they had the authority, audacity in the world. They can rule, control everything in every universe. They started the war,for the power. Now, The Empress's subjects awaited for her return. Is she remember everything? Will she return? ; For her friends... For her soulmate?... And for her Subjects?...

Setiap pernikahan menyimpan impian akan kebahagiaan. Namun, bagi Isabelle Rose Hawthorne, melangkah ke altar bersama Aiden Sterling Blackwood adalah awal dari penyerahan dirinya ke dalam sangkar emas yang dingin. Ikatan mereka bukanlah janji suci yang disatukan oleh kehangatan cinta sejati, melainkan sebuah jeratan obsesi kelam dan keinginan posesif Aiden yang tak bercelah. Di bawah kendali sang pria, Isabelle terseret ke dalam jalinan hubungan dewasa yang sarat akan manipulasi dan rahasia. Lalu, akankah hasrat itu berubah menjadi cinta yang nyata? Ataukah hubungan yang penuh tekanan ini hanya akan menyisakan kepingan hati yang hancur berantakan? 🥀🥀🥀 Cover by @yayacomission8 🥀🥀🥀 Plagiarism is a crime. Respect the author, don't copy-paste. 🥀🥀🥀 18+ Whispers of the Rose Copyright © 2025 - Lucythenoona All rights reserved.

{𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎... 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆.} - 𝑽𝒚𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑵𝒊𝒌𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒉 {𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆.} - 𝑫𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝑩𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒋 °°°°°°°°°° 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. • 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦? • 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝? °°°°°°°°°°

Forced to be Boyfriend's Best Friend's wife, who've a Girlfriend. And I remained my Boyfriend's. Two dangerous men. One impossible choice. And in the mafia, contracts don't just bind names. They bind fates. In the Jeon syndicate, loyalty is bought in blood and marriage is just another deal. She was never supposed to be his. The contract said otherwise. Now she's living in the lion's den-wearing Jungkook's name, under his roof, with his enemies and his ghosts for company. Taehyung was promised her. He doesn't give up what's "his." And Jungkook? He doesn't want her. But in their world, "don't want" and "won't let go" look a lot alike. One paper tie. Two ruthless heirs. And a girl who's about to learn how dangerous it is to be wanted by kings. Two heirs, One obsession. She's trapped between the devil she was promised and the monster she's bound to.

"You know it's against the law to lie to a police officer, right, Miss Mills?" Silence hung like a thick smoke as Lane's tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. Officer Casey's tone hadn't changed, but something in his gaze had. "I don't know what you want me to say, I'm sorry." Lane's voice was close to a whisper. They passed a gas station she didn't recognize. The inside was dark, like it had been closed for a long time. Lane's chest tightened. Something felt very wrong. "Where are we going?" She asked finally, voice tighter than she meant it to be. That earned her a sharp and fleeting glance, the corner of his mouth turning up like he was in on a joke she wasn't. "Don't worry. I'll get you where you need to go." ~ All Lane is trying to do is survive in a world that's already failed her. After a childhood spent bouncing between homes, a steady job, a place to lay her head, and a beater to take her from Point A to Point B were the small things she'd fought for. Lane was trying -- she really was. Her life was finally hers, and she intended to keep it that way. But of course, as the saying goes, "Men plan, God laughs." All it took was a glance. Lane froze. And then she ran. It wasn't supposed to be her problem. But the moment those eyes caught hers, she was thrust into a world she'd always tried to avoid. And she'll have to do more than stay quiet to make it out alive. ________________________________________ Completed ✔️ _________________________________________ PREVIOUSLY 'THE PRICE OF SILENCE' Title changed 06/09/2026 Highest Rankings: #1 - Resilience {08/06/2026} #1 - Witness {08/22/2026} #1 - Captivity {08/25/2026}

An alien race cursed for an ancestral sin. Humanity on the verge of extinction after a plague. The Yin-Ra obey their Goddess and seek their Star-Bond mates. Humans accept what the Yin-Ra offer to save their dying bloodline. He is the Eldest Elder, bound by duty and obedience. She is a ceramic artist who would rather count the stars and choose her own fate. He is calm, ancient, and endlessly patient. She is fiery, independent, and determined to make her own choices. Then a fender bender, a spilled beer, and a strange throb in Zale's Star Lines bring them together. To Zale, Hera is the center of his universe. To Hera, Zale is just a surprisingly sweet, overly tall alien who signed up for her pottery class and desperately needs to learn how to loosen up. Zale keeps a secret. Hera refuses to let fate choose for her. But when a bond written in the stars begins to look dangerously like love, they will have to decide what matters more: what they were destined to become, or what they choose to become together. Some bonds are written in the stars. Love is still a choice.

What would she do if her future self started texting her.... and every warning began to come true? At first, it felt like a glitch. A strange mistake she could easily ignore and forget. But then the messages started unfolding in real life... exactly as they were written. A choice she hadn't made yet. A moment she hadn't lived. A warning she couldn't escape. And soon, she realizes the most terrifying part isn't the messages themselves.... It's the possibility that she is already living the future it's trying to prevent.

Prologue Thud! The bucket hit the cold ground. Water soaked through Penny's dress, clinging to her skin. She didn't flinch. Behind her, Cara and the others giggled, their apologies dripping from with mockery. "Lady's maid" one of them sneered. "What a privilege." Penny remained silent. Cold hands, a colder heart. That was her life. By the time she reached Lady Beatrix's chambers, her hair was still damp. But Lady Beatrix smiled softly, unaware of everything beyond her door. Gentle. Fragile. Untouched. Nothing like the rest of her family. The only solace she found was in the quiet of the library. And sometimes while stealing glances at Lord Jeremiah. But she was a maid. And maids did not dare look at the sky for too long. Not unless they wished to fall into misery.