*Formerly His Desire* "You think you want me, but I don't think you could handle what I would do to you." His stare is relentless. I smooth my hands down over my nightdress, feeling his words glide across my skin. "I could..." "I'm not sure I would be the kind, gentle lover your sweet Caspian would be," he warns quietly. ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.

[𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✓] 『❝𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞,❞ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. ❝𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩,❞ 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝.』 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬; 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡, 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. ➖ #1 #dracofanfic #1 #hermionegranger #1 #deatheaters #1 #theodorenott #2 draco #3 #dracosmut #4 #slytherin #7 #wizards #7 #dracomalfoysmut #12 #snape #24 #malfoy #30 #malfoyfamily #87 #dracomalfoy #87 #dracomalfoyfanfictio

Princess Saera Targaryen is everything Alicent prayed would never happen. To Prince Aegon, his sister has always been his best friend, his twin flame since childhood. But when adolescence blooms, and King's Landing becomes a playground for the King and Queen's neglected firstborns, scandal, desire, drama, and reckless pleasure become their daily ritual. Meanwhile, the realm whispers. "Saera the Second," as the smallfolk call her, moves through life in the Red Keep caught between her mother's shame and regret, her father's slow decay, the first threads of usurpation beginning to stir, the quiet comfort of Helaena's friendship, the sharp, unspoken tension with Aemond- -and the bond with Aegon that no one dares name, and no God could ever sanctify. And in the shadows, someone watches her closely, proud of everything she's becoming.

"Qeldlie" word for golden in High Valyrian. According to Septon Eustace, most accurate description for Alyssa Targaryen, only daughter of King Viserys I and Queen Alicent. "The children of King Viserys I and Queen Alicent Hightower are now grown. Life at court, with its intrigues and shadows, has shaped them into very different people. In the Red Keep, growing up is perilous, and the blood of the dragon carries both duty and danger. In a game ruled by wicked and ruthless men, being a princess is an even riskier fate-especially when your greatest threat may be your own kin. Aegon, the eldest of the siblings, Prince of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne, is twenty years old and has grown up without ever knowing his parents' love, always disappointing them with his vices and his distaste for matters of court. Though he is often lost in drink, one thing in him has never faded with time: his love for his younger sister, and the fierce instinct to protect her, the only one who never rejected him or treated him cruelly for who he is. When the young princess finds herself in danger and the King's health begins to decline, an ill-prepared and vice-ridden Aegon must rise to protect all that he holds dear."

"No strings.. no feelings... just sex." I point my finger at him, my brows raising. Dimple prominent, and a smirk on his face, he lifts his hands in the air "Just sex." "Deal?" He glanced down and my extended hand taking it in his and pulling me into his chest. "Deal." He whispered, before his lips crashed into mine.

BACAAN MATANG ! GENRE : FANTASI - DARK ROMANCE PENULIS : HYZWAYNE BAHASA : CAMPURAN HINDI DAN MALAY START : 1/5/2025 - 12/8/2025 [ MANUSKRIP SEDANG DIPERBAIKI ] ------------------------------------------------- Sejak kecil, dia milik aku. Sama ada dia rela atau tidak, aku tak peduli." Pada usia tujuh tahun, Heera bertemu Khali Hardev. Makhluk bersayap kelam yang meninggalkan janji dalam bayang hidupnya. Kini, di usia 19 tahun, Khali kembali dengan membawa satu janji yang dia luahkan dahulu. Heera Khali. Orangnya cantik. Mempunyai sepasang anak mata istimewa sehingga menarik aura negatif padanya. Dan tanpa sedar, dia mempunyai kuasa magis yang tidak digilap! Pada malam sambutan hari lahir yang ke 19 tahun, majlis tiba-tiba berubah menjadi ganas apabila mereka didatangi seorang manusia yang tidak dikenali mereka. Ketika itu, Heera tidak merasa syak wasangka. Akan tetapi, pada akhirnya Heera berdepan dengan kebenaran. Khali Hardev kembali setelah lama mengintai dari kegelapan dan bersumpah untuk memilikinya. Dia boleh lari. Dia boleh menjerit. Tapi Khali tidak akan pernah melepaskannya. "Aku tak peduli berapa kali kau cuba lari, Heera. Kau diciptakan hanya untuk aku." - Khali Hardev "Aku tak nak kau... aku tak nak dunia kau!" - Heera Khali Dapatkah Heera melepaskan diri dari cengkaman syaitan Khali Hardev? Dan mampukah Khali hidup bersama dengan seorang manusia? "Happy birthday, my little devil."

Dulu, mereka hanya dua jiwa kecil yang bertemu secara kebetulan. Pertemuaan yang sederhana tetapi membekas di hati. dia yang menangis kerana kehilangan, dan dia yang datang memberi kata-kata penguat semangat . "Nah. Lepas ni... kalau kau sedih, kau cari kau. Aku... tak pandai pujuk. Tapi aku pandai belanja aiskrim." Mereka tidak bertukar nama, tidak saling tahu siapa keluarga siapa. Yang tinggal hanyalah kenangan samar dan rasa hangat yang melekat di hati. Dan di sudut paling dalam, kedua-duanya sama-sama memohon kepada Tuhan... Andai takdir izinkan, biar kita bertemu lagi. Tahun berganti. Takdir akhirnya mengatur pertemuan itu, tetapi dengan cara yang langsung tidak mereka duga... dan tidak mereka suka. Dalam satu insiden yang mengelirukan, satu pagi yang penuh tanda tanya. Wajah yang asing, tetapi ada sesuatu pada tatapan itu yang terasa terlalu dikenali. "Aku tak salah buat apa aku kena bertanggungjawab!" Mata bertentang, hati berdegup, tetapi fikiran segera mencari alasan untuk membantah. Menyangkal. Menolak segala kemungkinan. Dunia mereka berlanggar, bukan seperti bayangan indah yang pernah diharapkan. "Tak sanggka lelaki itu berjaya ambil permata saya yang selama ni bermati matian dijaga. Dan... dituduh kembali dan dianggap punca masalah tanpa perasaan!" Mereka bukan lagi kanak-kanak polos itu. Mereka kini dua insan dewasa yang terperangkap dalam situasi yang memalukan... dan misteri. Namun, di sebalik bantahan dan salah faham, ada sesuatu yang perlahan-lahan meruntuhkan dinding hati. Kini, mereka sedari, pertemuan yang kacau-bilau itu sebenarnya adalah jawapan kepada doa yang pernah mereka panjatkan bertahun-tahun dahulu. Kadang-kadang... takdir memilih jalan yang paling pelik dan paling sukar, hanya untuk membawa dua jiwa kembali kepada satu janji yang tak pernah terucap.

"I love you," he finally said. "In what way?" She asked. "You know what way." House Targaryen ruled the skies, their dragons soaring above the lands of Westeros, embodying the power and legacy of Old Valyria. As the blood of the dragon, the Targaryens were bound by fire and by blood, their history marked by triumph and tragedy. Their Valyrian bloodline remained pure through generations of marrying within their own house, ensuring the strength of their line and the potency of their dragons. From the Iron Throne, they governed the Seven Kingdoms with wisdom, their rule defined by a deep and unyielding connection to the fire that burned within them. House Velaryon, rulers of the seas, were ever loyal to House Targaryen, their fates as inseparable as the tides. Their wealth, power, and prestige were born from their naval dominance, securing their place as allies and kin to the dragonlords of House Targaryen. The Velaryons were steadfast in their loyalty, their bond with House Targaryen as much about shared heritage as it was about respect for the sea and the power it held. Prince Jacaerys Velaryon, son of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon, was more than just the heir to the Iron Throne, he was a warrior, a leader, and a prince truly deserving of the crown. With the blood of Old Valyria running through his veins, he carried Fire and Salt. A skilled swordsman, he trained relentlessly, his strikes as precise as they were powerful. But beyond his prowess in battle, Jacaerys was a just and compassionate leader, one who listened to his people and understood the weight of his duty. He was not just a ruler who would sit idly on a throne, he was a prince who would fight for his family and realm, who would bleed and die in honor. Many whispered that he would be the greatest king the Seven Kingdoms had ever known. Jacaerys Velaryon x Daenera Velaryon (female oc)