While fleeing from the people who are supposed to be protection, five friends come across the pit. Their journey becomes the adventure of a lifetime, and maybe even the start of another.

"I think I'm madly, passionately, entirely, and ardently in love with you, my love," Lady Veroniqué breathed, her lips brushing against the thick sewn flesh ones of the monster's. Her palm hovered lightly above his muscled chest, and she felt heat radiate off of him in waves, engulfing her form completely. His hand, mighty and thick, brushed against her back, shaking and careful, desperately wanting to touch her. He grunted low, and her breath hitched, her eyes half closed. ༄ 𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣-𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. The year is 1860, In the glittering, fractured realm of Wonderland's White Palace, where whimsy hides razor-sharp secrets, Veroniqué serves The White Queen, a twenty-five-year courtesan of frost and fire, caught between two worlds and burdened with tasks that have her slipping between Wonderland and the the human world. Sent into the gaslit labyrinth of Victorian London, on a task she's unsure of, Veroniqué stumbles across a horror in a lab underneath a nobleman's house. Stitched from flesh and nightmare, a creature born of forbidden science and arcane sorcery, a colossus trapped between life and death. Entranced, and curious, she frees the man-made monster and brings him to Wonderland-an unsettling giant of silence and shadow. With her gleaming white hair and whispered grace, finds herself inexplicably drawn into the mighty beast's cold orbit, falling fiercely into a love as unnatural and volatile as the world they inhabit. As Wonderland's delicate balance threatens to shatter under the weight of old betrayals and new dangers, Veronique must navigate the impossible-teaching the unteachable, loving the unlovable, and facing a darkness that twists even the brightest dream into a waking nightmare. Here, in a world where madness waltzes with reason, and love may be the deadliest enchantment of all, the line between salvation and ruin is as thin as a knife's blad

England, 1816. "Mr. Nicolas Burns was a man of high esteem, and I knew without a doubt that I would be his wife one day. If only I could convince him as such." Follow Magdelline Forsythe as she strives to get the attention of her childhood friend, Mr. Burns, in order to charm him into marrying her. After not seeing Mr. Burns for four years, when he returns to Taunton, Magdelline makes it her goal to get him to fall in love with her in the short time of his stay. Even if it meant to lie and manipulate. Follow a tale of romance, morals, and redemption as Magdelline Forsythe has to come to the decision of whether she would like to be an honest woman, or find "love" by snaking her way into the path of Mr. Burns. Most Recent Top Threes: #2 Clean of 5.79k (03/08/24) #1 Morals of 1.45k (12/11/23) #3 Moral of 2.58k (12/17/22) #2 Clean Romance of 638 (06/11/21)

He needed help and she was there to provide it. [A Modern SasuHina Fiction] - by a.m [Published April 7, 2023]

Highest ranking: #100 in fanfiction [051317] » who knew two strangers getting married from an arrangement could eventually fall in love for real ? started : Apr.16, 2015 ended : Mar.04, 2016 (for book 1) ended : Dec. 19, 2018 (for book 2) √ 1M √ 2M [ jul.15.17 ]

"Years ago, when I was younger, I kinda liked a boy I knew. He was mine and we were sweethearts. That was then, but then it's true." Those are the words from your most famous song, but what is the story behind them, and how do they relate to the Loki standing in front of you now? This really does feel like a Fairytale. 𓋼𓍊 ｡⋆☆° ꕥ °☆⋆｡𓍊𓋼 This is a shorter story, so sorry if it feels a little rushed.

Petit recueil de légendes, mythes et contes coréens. ^^

Swann est une jeune femme qui manque de confiance en elle. À quel point laissera-t-elle ses peurs entraver son histoire naissante avec "le mec de l'ascenseur" ? Son nouveau voisin sur qui elle a craqué avant même de lui parler ! (Note de l'auteur : L'amour peut décevoir, le MacDo jamais. )

... : Tu ne veux vraiment pas nous dire ce qu'il s'est passé là-bas Lucy ? Lucy : Tout ce qu'il s'est passé il y a cinq ans, je compte bien le garder pour moi. ~~~ Natsu : Je t'aime Lucy, n'en doute jamais. Lucy : Je t'en supplie, n'y va pas !!