histórias de Darkromantasy

I drowned, woke up in another world, got killed again by an arch-necromancer, and resurrected as half-zombie. I'm technically alive only because I'm magically bound to him. Now I'm stuck in a dark academy where bullying can be fatal, skeletons aren't in closets, but on payroll, students keep disappearing, and survival is very much optional. On the bright side, I've discovered a unique talent: the undead tend to fall in love with me. On the less bright side, an ancient lich wants to drag me into his world. Honestly, dying twice was the easy part. What to expect: - Humorous dark fantasy in an academy setting - Dark academia with Wednesday-like vibes - The heroine gradually discovers her hidden abilities - Slow-burn, subtle romance - complicated, awkward, and very intentional - A fake engagement / marriage of convenience (bad decisions made for good reasons) - Morally grey characters - Friendship, betrayal, jealousy, mystery and secrets

The forest has always protected its own. Elowen was raised beneath ancient trees that whisper secrets older than kingdoms. The forest breathes with magic, and its roots run deeper than anyone in the palace understands. But when the king begins hunting the power hidden within the woods, Elowen is forced into the heart of the very court that fears her. There she finds herself caught between two worlds- the quiet strength of the forest that raised her, and the dangerous beauty of the palace that could destroy it. And between them stands Caellum. The king's son. Her greatest risk. The only person who might understand what the forest truly is. Their connection should never have existed. Not when secrets grow like thorns between them. Not when the king would destroy everything to claim the forest's power. But some bonds cannot be cut. And some thorns were never meant to be removed. As ancient magic stirs and loyalties fracture, Elowen must decide where she belongs-before the roots beneath the kingdom tear everything apart. Because once the forest awakens... nothing will ever grow the same again.

Jaime Marquez is trying to do their mafia job and make their mother proud when they end up trapped in a time loop with an unrepentant criminal and a cute waitress who is more than she seems. Can Jaime turn this into an opportunity for a love story, or is this where their future ends? * Jaime Marquez, nonbinary heir to Agalas mafia royalty, is assigned by their mother to discover Gerardo Lozano's secret when he officially requests passage into her city. As Jaime begins to investigate, they stumble upon the core of his secret: he has a device that allows him to go back in time and redo the immediate past. What Gerardo doesn't know is that Jaime's father was powerful in his own right, and Jaime has the ability to retain their consciousness through it all. Their interactions become a game where Jaime tries to discover everything their mother wants to know about Gerardo, but they also end up facing the source of their own unhappiness as a result of the third being who is present--Sana the waitress, who is actually the owner of Gerardo's device and wants it back. As questions find answers and the story takes shape one time loop at a time, Jaime falls in love. But will they also find the courage to love themself?

Some curses are born in silence. Some are written in blood,They never fade away until you let them go. curses that find's a way to make you feel lost,unloved and just a materials for their power. Seraphina Blackwood never believed in legends... until the night a single mistake chained her soul to a power she could neither fight nor escape. The power of soul written in blood,bind to heart. Darius Nocturne, a demon prince feared across worlds, holds the key to her survival-and her destruction. One bond. One forbidden love. One choice that could destroy them both. In a world where shadows remember names and curses never forgive, love is the deadliest magic of all. a power of love that couldn't be feel or touched-too ancient of blood, precious for demons. A bond that sacrifice the love you have and the freedom you need. © All rights reserved

As the spare heir to the kingdom of Thegalla, Lauden Erynore's life comes with certain obligations. Like keeping secrets that could tear the country apart and marrying the heir to neighbouring kingdom Zegon to prevent their king invading with his army of kerei; the fearsome dragon shifters under Zegon's command. Still, it could be worse. Crown Prince Reyn is full of witty banter and he's just as sexy as the rumours suggested. For an arranged marriage to a complete stranger with a murderous father, things aren't looking so bad. So, of course, it does get worse. The minute she steps foot into Zegon, Lauden lands firmly in the sights of the kerei legion's deadliest soldier. Lieutenant Drace Darkmore, second bond to Zegon's king, is on a mission to kill any Thegallan that stumbles into his path. Something Lauden does quite literally and all too frequently. Plus, those secrets that could tear apart her country explode out of her - killing dozens in the process. But they are not the only secrets to spill. The more Lauden learns about the shadowed world of the kerei, the more she realises that the truth she grew up on might not be the only one. And the first truth she'll have to learn is that everyone has a little fyre inside them.

They waited a thousand years for their Goddess. They got a servant instead. Elara is a Zero - a human nobody at Aethelgard Academy, where divinity is forged and mortals are disposable. She was meant to stay invisible, cleaning blood from marble floors and pretending not to see students disappear. Until the Ascension chooses her. Golden power tears into Elara's body, marking her divine - and condemning her to a slow, irreversible ruin. Every miracle steals something from her: memories, warmth, pieces of her humanity she can never get back. Now she stands between three impossible forces: Caspian, the prince who believes her power must be controlled to save the realm. Kaelen, an Ashbound assassin born from a bloodline erased by the gods - sworn to end divinity, even if it means killing her. And Selene, the girl raised to be a Goddess, who refuses to lose her destiny quietly. Elara doesn't want to rule. She doesn't want to be worshipped. She wants to survive. But survival has a price. As the academy fractures and old rebellions rise, Elara is forced to choose between becoming what the world demands - or destroying the system that created her. Even if it costs her magic. Even if it costs her love. Even if she walks away forever broken. Because freedom isn't given. It's taken. And Elara is done asking

Zylvaris is a time-wielding wizard, drawn to the echoes of broken magic. When she follows a fractured ley line into a cursed land, she expects strangeness. What she finds is far worse: a manor lost in fog, a vampire lord who does not age, and a land quietly unraveling. The people speak in riddles. The mist moves with intent. And the castle watches. As Zylvaris digs deeper into the silence beneath the soil, she begins to understand: Some spells do not fade. They wait.

Nexaria was a fairytale through Morana Vixen's eyes. A gifted seer who could glimpse fragments of the future, she believed she understood fate - and the king she was slowly falling for. Until the truth shattered everything. Because Zerik Valeris, the king of Nexaria, was not the man she believed him to be. And Xavian Valeris, the fallen prince whispered about in treason, may not be the villain either. After all, villains are only villains when the story is told by the hero. But the real question is... Who truly is Xavian Valeris? Is he the villain or just a victim read more to know more ....

*now complete* Bad fae. As though there's such a thing as a good fae. Since the fae were exiled from their Otherworld to the human world, Aegrath has been a continent under precarious truce. Hatred runs deep for the atrocities committed in the war following the Return. So, what did this hybrid bastard princess decide to do? Yeah, steal from the arrogant arseholes. My escape nearly ends in an execution when a dark fae assassin decides to save my life. Now that life belongs to Dain of the Voidsworn under magical geas. The fae responsible for killing the only people I had ever loved. He owns me. He controls me. He hates me. He craves me. But no less than I hate and crave him in return, as obsession flares between us. He would destroy the whole world for me, as long as we don't destroy each other first. Is this merely Fate's cruel idea of a joke or is there some other reason the Goddess has forced the two of us together? As my connection to my darkling fae side grows stronger, truths come to light that have the very real power to topple the fragile peace holding Aegrath from the brink of another war. And Dain and I have no choice but to stand against them all together. For fans of Sarah J. Maas and Holly Black. These are not the fairies of your childhood. They are dark and dirty, and sooner kill you as love you. They might even kill you because they fell in love with you. They do nothing unless it suits them, and they will steal your heart.

A young girl, bored and sick of the world as it is, and her life, delves deep into her fantasy worlds every chance she gets to escape this bland, boring, and hurtful reality. But can she delve too deep? So deep her reality begins to fade... and her fantasies, along with their dangers and fantastical, predatory men, become all too real.

They say, among the whispers of the leaves and the crackling of hearth fires, that it was the fire itself that gave birth to that child. In a small village, a newborn unlike any other was born: he had hair as red as embers, and eyes that seemed to reflect the dawn. No one could remember such a sign. Some trembled, others prayed. But the priestess Eryndelle, guide of the Gods, spoke with a firm voice: that child was a threat. Exiled and cursed, the child was abandoned to the night. Years later, he returned. No longer as a rejected son, but as a being filled with power and darkness. He did not seek revenge-only mercy. In exchange for peace, he demanded a price: each year, one life in sacrifice. A single name, chosen by fate. Time carved that tribute into tradition. Today, millennia later, the young elf Vidalya is among the names gathered for the draw. She does not know that the shadow is watching her. And that history, with her, is about to change. . . . . . . Warning This book contains explicit content and strong themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Among the elements present in the narrative are: explicit sex scenes, cannibalism, physical and psychological violence, suicide, and executions. Reading is recommended for a mature and aware audience. Sensitive readers are advised to avoid this book. . . . Start date: 07/06/2025 End date:

Night falls on the kingdom of Circe, darker then its been in centuries. The stars watch hidden beneath storm clouds, their shine dulled in witness at the scene below them. A girl lays sprawled across bloodied cobblestone, wind whipping her hair, rain battering her skin. The air is quiet. She is alone. Broken, bloodied. Betrayed. Once a princess, now fallen. Soon-to-be Queen Brittany of the North barely survived the attack on her kingdom, led by a boy who once held her heart. Left for dead in the crumbled remains of her once glorious palace, Brittany is left to wither away amongst the destruction of her promising future. Her labored breaths tease the ashes on the stone beside her. The stars look away, unable to bear the sight of the princess defeated, as this seems to be the end. But thunder rumbles in the distance and the world holds its breath as the girl struggles to her feet. Blood stains her face, running down her cheeks in rivers. The storm grows in strength as Brittany turns her face to the west, toward the boy who stole everything from her. But when she stares at the crashing sea separating her from her fate, it's not an acknowledgement of her defeat. It's a promise of revenge. _ Contains themes of violence, war, etc. Read with caution

A mage who never moved on. A knight sworn to a king who fears what love might cost him. When an oracle warns that it is not the right time, the truth becomes unavoidable: the bond between them still lives, but the world is not ready to allow it. Bound by duty and haunted by what they once were, Kaden guards the town's borders while Lilith holds her magic-and her heart-in waiting. Winter tightens its grip. Old feelings stir. And fate begins to shift. Because some love stories aren't forbidden by lack of feeling-they're forbidden by time.

"𝖀𝖘𝖊 𝖒𝖊, 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘. 𝖀𝖘𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖆 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚." Thalene Nihili is an assassin. An orphan. A girl who was raised by wolves until she became something sharper. The Dark Witch. She has no time to frolic in fields and braid flowers into her hair. She does not have time to enjoy the little things in life. What life does she have? What luxuries can she enjoy, living in the village with no proper food, no proper water, chased away by the nobles who look down upon those born not of fine blood? Melekh Solis is the eldest son of the Royal Family. The Crown Prince. The Golden Heir. He is also a man who cares for nothing more than the dramatics and the highs of life. Not the lows. Never the lows. He exists in the dreamy wonderland between being drunk and being very drunk. He does not care for much in this world. How could he, when he knows the outcome of every situation that could ever happen and will ever happen? Main Prompt: 1. Two rivals discover they're the chosen heirs to a legendary weapon that will only activate if they work together.

Love. Hate. The two will not be separated. The Darkrealm has claimed its queen and so has Dain, but that doesn't mean we like each other. We are bound closer than many other fae are ever shackled with. Our days are filled with fighting - others as much as each other - and our nights with passion and love. And amid Feyrith's insistence we placate the other courts with my loyalty, the Shaden demand Dain and I...date. Ugh. Apparently, it's not good enough to be in love. Now we have to fall in like as well. Our friends have placed yet another bond on us in the form of geas that we'll work on it. They control us. He controls me. I am getting some measure of control over him now. But no amount of external control can stop truths coming to light, stop the darkness from extinguishing all that's good in our lives. When a member of the Shaden and Dain's gaol gets taken from us, the prisoner fights for its freedom and I might be the only one who can him. I'm nothing. A bastard no one trusts or likes or wants. But I will have to accept my heritage and my destiny if I want to keep the fae I might be starting to like.

Three demon lords to own-One woman they vow to claim.And a world that will burn if she denies them. General Elara Vane has spilled blood for a kingdom that would see her dead for the shadows in her veins. When her corrupt Commander wagers the impossible-a lethal trial in exchange for ownership of three imprisoned Lesser Demon Lords-Elara takes it. She wins. She always does. But "ownership" in the language of demons means something far older, far binding: **Claiming**. Now tied to Malik, Kael, and Zephyr-three feral warrior-gods who see her not as master, but as **Anchor, mate, and queen**-Elara becomes the hunted. If she cannot wield the fused, terrifying power between them... the world will fall to ash.