A kingdom A crown The royals And a thief You are hereby welcomed to the Kingdom of Nightcrest. Dress in your finest suits and gowns. Embellish yourself with exquisite jewels. Prepare your feet to dance in the glorious halls of the Night Court and shade your eyes from the crown, shimmering in gold and trickling with blood. "Search for merriment, face your fear." The Wicked Crown Genre: Fantasy Romance Adventure Written by: april_avery

A collection of short Erotic stories Story 1: My Seaweed Prince [Completed] Story 2: My Boyfriend is A Seaweed? [On Hold] Story 3: Bitter Jam [Ongoing]

Twenty-four-year-old hotel heiress, Vanessa Rio Perez was never loved by her husband, Allen Travis Fajardo, causing her to find happiness in the arms of another man which she will regret and pay for to earn her husband's love and trust back. *** Forced into a marriage to merge their family businesses, Vanessa did not receive any attention and love from her cold and distant husband, Allen, who had never liked her from the beginning. Despite everything, she was happy because he was exactly the man of her dreams. But as months passed by and yet she received not a hint of love from him, she ended up having an affair, worsening their already complicated relationship. Vanessa now had to pay for her mistakes and try to fix what was broken in the first place. But what if she's too late? DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A FILIPINO LANGUAGE STORY

Rejecting Iya's confessions is Jacob's norm. After sharing three kisses that Jacob claimed as meaningless, will Iya finally give up--or will she keep holding on until her dream romance turns into reality? *** "I'm falling for your meaningless kisses." Tatlong halik. Lahat, walang kahulugan. Hindi ko dapat panghawakan pero paano ba ang hindi umasa kung parang meron ang wala? *** I have always wanted to be Jacob Tejeron's bride since I was six years old. People downplayed it to just having an intense crush, a puppy love, or a superhero model. Naisip ko, baka gano'n nga. Baka tinitingala ko si Jacob dahil siya 'yong hero na laging nandiyan para sagipin ako sa lahat ng palpak. I thought I could outgrow this feeling. But like a bad habit, I kept on looking at him; I kept on wishing with him; I kept on falling for him⁠-when all I am to him is a sister. Hindi ako dapat umasa⁠-hindi dapat aasa⁠-kahit sa mga halik niyang wala namang kahulugan. Pero paano ang hindi umasa? #

No plot twists or whirlwind romance like in the books. Such is the fate of a side character like Mimi, who neither has a face, body, brains nor background worth boasting about. But what if she realizes that you don't need to be extraordinary to be loved? That perhaps, she's just clueless all along? *** "It's not love unless we say it." - Mimi No boyfriend since birth. No crush since birth (maliban sa fictional characters, kaya counted ba 'yon?). No ka-MU since birth. Food is life. Wattpader. K-drama addict. Kpopper. Maliit lang ang mundo ko. Kaunti lang din ang tao: Sina Yanyan at Iya. Sina Mama, Papa, at Kuya. At si Warren na rin pala. Karamihan sa mga kilala ko, problemado sa pagiging single o sa love life nila. Mas problemado ako sa taghiyawat ko at sa lapad ko sa camcorder tuwing may projects. Saka, sa mga third party sa Wattpad stories na binabasa ko. Dapat mawala na ang mga 'yon para magkatuluyan na ang mga bida. Pero minsan, kapag nalulungkot ako, kapag nag-iisip ako nang malalim, at kapag kasama ko si Warren tapos nakangiti siya... may something. Status: Published under Bliss Books

Engineering students Pfifer and Ivan know that what they have is something special. Without a proper label between them plus an ugly twist of fate, can they manage to be together in the end--or will they remain as each other's TOTGA and nothing more? *** May feelings na laging nandiyan, nakaabang kung kailan magpapapansin. Nakaabang kung kailan ako titisurin sa mga pamilyar na kanta, lugar, at salita. Magpapaalala sa isang mukha na hindi ko naman gano'n kakabisado pero pamilyar. Magpapaalala sa mga dating pakiramdam. Malalaman mo raw kung sino ang The One That Got Away mo kapag narinig mo 'yong salita at nakaalala ka ng iisang tao lang; nakatisod ka ng mga dating pakiramdam; nangulila ka sa mga nakaraang saya; nakaalala ka ng mga pamilyar na sakit. Sabi, time heals wounds at distance makes one forget. Bakit parang hindi naman effective? Bitbit ko pa rin lahat ng what if. Hindi pa rin ako makatakas sa maraming sana. Ako ba ang bumitiw o siya? Tapos na ba kami talaga? Ang sarap magtanong kaso...wala nga palang kami noon. Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.

Wanderlust. Summer love. And a whiff of chocolate. ----- Special Summer Story for Candy Stories. New Adult | Romance

Growing up insecure, Aurora firmly believes she does not suit someone as perfect as Maxwell. But with him continuing to love her despite her insecurities and fears, will Aurora finally choose to let Maxwell in--or will she keep pushing him away even if it breaks her heart? *** Every love is unique. Every heartbreak is cliche. When I was young, I met a prince who told me I'm beautiful. Sabi niya, paglaki namin, liligawan niya 'ko. We grew up, but unfortunately, I had a reverse story of the ugly duckling. The prince continued to be a prince, while I became the unpretty duck that wouldn't become swan. Bumuhaghag ang buhok ko. Umitim ako. Natadtad ng taghiyawat. Sasabihin siguro ng iba, okay lang pumangit paglaki. Beauty is something that should shine from within. But that's not completely true. Kahit ga'no kaganda ang kalooban, laging huhusgahan ang hitsura. People judge with the eyes first-always. I learned that everyone desires to be interesting, but not different. There is a standard and everyone wants the same thing-beauty, recognition, intellect. I only wanted one thing-to stop dreaming for the prince. But he's Maxwell. When he's in my life, he pulls me into his magnetic field no matter how much I resist. When he's out of my sight, I miss him. Nagkaatraso ako sa kanya no'ng college. As fate would have it, we are going to see each other. Again.

This is a parallel supplement short story for Hello, Death. READ HELLO, DEATH FIRST. *** I closed my eyes and surrendered to the cold. He will come, right? He will guide me to my death. I don't have to be scared as long as the dumb death god comes for me. - Natalie

Natalie received a message saving her from her demise. The sender is none other than Death himself.