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In a matriarchal kingdom where sun, moons, and stars are worshipped as gods, a princess and a rebel fall into a forbidden love that could unite their fractured lands-or ignite a war. Princess Julierah was trained from childhood in diplomacy, combat, and subtle manipulation. But on her eighteenth birthday, she's abducted by Ramiro Blaque, the brooding son of the Resiztentzia's ruthless leader. His mission is simple: trade Julie for his imprisoned brother. What neither expects is the spark that ignites between them. Search for the book's playlist on Apple Music for the full experience :)

A primordial forest is bleeding, and the apocalypse is taking root in a quiet Maine town. When a biologist hiding from her past realizes her real name-Belana-binds her to an ancient cosmic cycle, she is dragged into a brutal, mythic war to protect the Earth. To survive, she must align with an enigmatic, dangerously attractive man whose true power transcends imagination... and whose face mirrors the features of her young son. NEW CHAPTERS EVERY WEDNESDAY AND SATURDAY! Copyright © 2026 Lyra W. Vance. All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission from the author. This is a work of fiction.

She was never the gamble, nor ever the stake; She was merely a maiden who followed in his wake. She was never compelled, and she certainly bore no hate, Though hers was a marriage of politics and an unfinished fate. Was this the design of the universe, or merely the wandering of the human mind? A storm lay ahead-but was the love that awaited them ever truly divine? Like Dushyanta found Shakuntala, and Nala found Damayanti, every great tale found its destined end. Such was the tale of Nar and Urbasi, a tale that left the ages behind, yet refused to cease. Yet this humble storyteller cannot help but wonder: will fate finally align? Will an unfinished tale be completed in time? Or must it first await the blood-soaked fields of Kurukshetra, the ascension of Parikshit, the Sarpa Yajna of Janamejaya, or even the dawn of another yuga before Nar finds his Urbasi, before Arjun finds his Bhamani, and before destiny remembers what it once left behind?

Liora is a hybrid-half-gnome, half-fae-but her true parentage is a secret: the daughter of a shadowed god and a serene mother, brutally slain by her father. Fenno is an angel from the Upper Realm, a world she despises, and the last person she could ever trust. When a darkness arises that threatens to annihilate all creation, enemies must unite, and Aria must confront her father, her hatred, and the angel who stands in her way. In a world where betrayal and love collide, only unity can save them-or all will be lost.

In the treacherous golden corridors of an imperial palace, fifteen-year-old Amani, a Black concubine from the Western Borderlands, arrived carrying the last thing her mother touched before she died resisting the men who came to take her. Gifted to Crown Prince Wei Zhenting as a diplomatic offering, she was cataloged before she was named and reduced to inventory before she was seen as a person. In a court where survival demanded not beauty but cunning, she learned quickly that everyone she grew to love was in danger precisely because she loved them. Wei Zhenting, seventeen and carved from ice and duty, prepared for his ascension to the Dragon Throne. At the same time, bound to Princess Liu Feiyan, his sixteen-year-old wife, whose elegance concealed both ruthless intelligence and blood already on her hands. As festivals glittered with false cheer and every smile concealed a dagger, Amani navigated treacherous alliances, deadly rivalries, and the slow, dangerous thaw of a prince who once, at her lowest moment, calculated her survival as a political question rather than a human one. The palace did not break Amani. It changed her. And by the time the Emperor died and the Dragon Throne was reborn, she did not entirely recognize the woman looking back at her from the mirror. Across this complete saga, forbidden desire collided with imperial duty, births reshaped destinies, and one foreign woman's quiet strength proved more powerful than the throne itself.

In all her nineteen years of life, Rajkumari Saudamini had learned one thing with absolute certainty: certainty itself was survival. And why would it not be? Certainty built empires. Certainty stabilized kingdoms. It was the closest companion of a diplomat capable of negotiating alliances that could alter Aryavarta itself, and the greatest ally of the finance minister of Magadh - the unconquered empire ruled by her grandfather, Jarasandha. After the death of her father, certainty became her refuge. First, it was her grandfather. Then it was supposed to be Prince Rukmi of Vidarbha. And when that certainty shattered, she built another. And another. Until she became very good at surviving broken futures. Unfortunately for her, every single time life finally began settling into something safe... he returned. Krishna. The great problem of her life. The dark cowherd who walked into kingdoms smiling and left them transformed beyond recognition. Others called him divine. Beloved. The protector of dharma. Saudamini thought otherwise. To her, Vasudev Krishna was uncertainty incarnate - the question mark carved into her life when she was seven years old. The man who arrived in Mathura and left her father dead. The man whose existence shattered alliances, broke betrothals, unraveled political stability, and turned carefully laid plans into ash. So truly, she wants nothing to do with him. Which becomes rather inconvenient when fate - with all its terrible humor - keeps placing him directly in her path again. And again. And again. But what is one supposed to do when the greatest uncertainty of their life slowly begins feeling like the only certainty left? Especially when she is no ordinary princess. She is Vasumati Saudamini: the lost princess of Mathura, the beloved Rajnandini of Magadh, and perhaps the only person in Aryavarta stubborn enough to look Krishna in the eye and call him a curse.

In a world where ancient magic and mythical creatures reign, 22-year-old Kadiope Irianas is thrust into a legendary destiny she never sought. After a brutal tragedy claims her parents' lives, Kadiope's people are left on the brink of collapse. With her nation in ruins and her community leaderless, Kadiope reluctantly inherits the mantle of leadership, guided by the weighty legacy of her ancestors. Bequeathed to her by her deceased mother is the fabled Art No oen, an ancient, mystical weapon rumored to hold the essence of the elements. As Kadiope navigates the intricate web of her newfound responsibilities, she begins to unravel the secrets of the Aet No Oen and the true extent of its formidable power. As the fate of her people and the world at large hangs in the balance, Kadiope must confront the ultimate question: what does it truly mean to be a hero? Is it the power to wield ancient magic, or the courage to face the darkness within? With the Aet No Oen by her side, Kadiope embarks on a perilous journey to discover her own strength, forge unexpected alliances, and unravel the mysteries of a world on the cusp of catastrophic change. Best ranking: #76 in epic (out of 14 + K stories #563 in fantasy romance stories out of 32.4 thousand stories

Did you know that time is not a line, but a circle? And in every circle lives a story, waiting for its heroes... In a cold stone castle of medieval Scandinavia, young Princess Astaría flees humiliation - and stumbles upon a forgotten relic: a time machine. In a flash of golden light, she finds herself in the Imperial Palace of Ancient China. There, her knowledge of history makes her a seer, and her heart - the emperor's chosen. Yet her longing for home compels her to seek the way back. The tablet of time leads Astaría through battles, betrayals, and love - all the way to the threshold between life and legend. Centuries later, her daughter Lin-Astrid - a modern girl with the heart of a warrior - uses the artifact to step into present-day Paris, where she must save a world caught between eras... and lose the man she loves. But the story does not end here...

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Full Story Description: In a land untouched by gods or religions, kingdoms rise and fall by human ambition alone. Love and war intertwine, betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, and hearts are tested by fire. Amid mountains, crimson skies, and restless seas, the kingdom of Agnisurya is born, shaped by warriors, dreamers, and visionaries. Within its walls, loyalty, ambition, and passion collide as destinies are forged. "Veil of Destiny" is a grand epic of love, separation, political intrigue, and the eternal struggle of humanity. Every heartbeat, every sacrifice, every decision ripples across the ages, leaving echoes that define the world.

PROLOGUE The storm broke over Persepolis the night two boys were born: one to a king's chambers, wrapped in silk and prophecy; one to a stonecutter's hut, dust already under his fingernails. Between them, in the dark lanes of the city, a jasmine bud unfurled - quiet, unclaimed, and fated to be the thing that would either bind them together or tear the empire apart. Gold would fight stone. Pride would fight freedom. And no crown, no fortune, no force of arms could ever buy what was given freely.

*COMPLETE* Sebastian and Heaven love each other. After a terrible accident and Heaven is thought to be dead, Sebastian leaves. Two years later he returns to find out his love is still alive, has amnesia, and is engaged to another man. Meanwhile, Heaven's lonely and jealous cousin Esther will stop at nothing to keep her cousin from remembering the forbidden love she once shared with Sebastian.

Every forty-five years, the alignment of the stars Anggara and Mangala in Kabalon's sky throws the entire nation into turmoil. Queen Aiyo, Kabalon's protector, falls into a deep, unshakable slumber at their sight, leaving her vulnerable to the Black Kesakten. In desperation, King Ijaya is forced to seek the intervention of King Aesar, the feared king who once sought Ijaya's very life Yet a deeper secret lies buried: an Aíma Bond between his daughter, Naladhipa, and King Aesar existed long before the princess was even born. The magicless princess refuses to be used as a "bargaining chip" for the king. But when darkness threatens to consume Kabalon, it is Naladhipa who must ultimately confront the Black Kesakten.. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Bound to the King is a dark action fantasy tale. This story portrays a harsh world, including scenes of graphic violence (such as decapitation and bloodshed), life-or-death battles, and language appropriate to its context in service of the narrative. This content is intended for a late-teen (15+) audience. Please read responsibly. Cheers, **ERSULA**

His eyes gleam in the evening light and there is something in the air that she cannot capture, an excitement in her that makes her blood sing and her eyes water. "Beautiful." He says the word as if it is a prayer to a goddess, a murmur that is almost to himself rather than to her. As if he has seen an aspect of her that he before was unable to place. Her eyes dip, cheeks flushing, "Don't look at me like that." The directness of his gaze makes her skin tingle, it makes her hyper aware of all the parts of her she doesn't like, all the parts she is insecure about, involuntarily she sucks her stomach in and sets her shoulders back a bit to make her collarbones more prominent. His voice is smooth like brandy, "Like what?" Amelia takes a step closer, eyes raising to meet his, "Like you love me." His eyes widen a fraction, and he is momentarily speechless, a flash of fear in those eyes. His breath trembles for a beat before he sighs and smiles, almost vulnerable, "Just for tonight."

Some bloodlines are born to rule. Others are born to destroy. Anastasia carries both. As the daughter of a royal wolf bloodline and a powerful witch legacy, she was destined for greatness... but nothing could prepare her for the darkness that would claim her. Lucien is the son of the Devil himself. Power runs through his veins. Darkness follows wherever he goes. When their bloodlines collide, they awaken something ancient-something neither of them can control. Consumed by a force stronger than magic, stronger than fate itself, Anastasia and Lucien become a storm that tears through worlds. Together, they bring chaos, death, and destruction... until the only way to stop it costs more than either of them could ever imagine. When the darkness is finally destroyed, the truth remains: You can't outrun what's in your blood. Feared by the pack. Rejected by the world she tried to belong to. Haunted by the legacy she never asked for. Anastasia is left with one choice-leave everything behind and step into the only place that will accept her. Hell. By Lucien's side. Bound not just by love... but by blood.

"I just want you, Alamin," she breathes, desperately reaching for him. "I won't let you sacrifice everything you've worked for, for me, Hamida," he says, voice laced with turmoil. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ In a world where secrets simmer beneath the surface, an unrelenting passion burns between two souls. Amidst the turmoil of fate and circumstance, they'll stop at nothing to claim what's theirs. Witness the battle for control, dominance, and transformation in a story of love, power, and destiny, where every choice has a profound impact.

Eighteen months ago, Dr. Margot Cross presented evidence that the Temple of Dalreth was far more than ancient stone. She was right about the impossible-and it destroyed her career. The archaeological community called her delusional. Her university cut ties. Her colleagues whispered behind her back. But when reports of a mysterious illness start emerging from the forbidden northern territories, Margot sees the patterns she predicted. The temple is responding to something. And people are dying. With nothing left to lose, she hires a guide to take her into the restricted zone. Aren is guarded, capable, and hiding secrets of his own. Together, they discover that Margot was right all along. The temple holds memories of the last outbreak, three hundred years ago. It knows what's killing people. It knows how to stop it. But its ancient solution might destroy everyone before it saves them. With only hours to prevent a catastrophic response, Margot must learn to communicate with something that remembers when her ancestors were still learning to build with stone. What begins as a desperate race to save thousands becomes something neither of them expected: a partnership built on trust, a love forged in impossible circumstances, and proof that sometimes the greatest discoveries aren't found in ancient ruins-they're found in each other. A slow-burn adventure romance where nature holds the answers, ancient wisdom meets modern science, and two broken people learn that believing in the impossible might be the most rational thing they've ever done.

In the shadowed city of Evershade,five families wave a deadly web of power and betrayal. Selene Blackthorn wakes with stolen memories,caught in a war that blurs friends and foe alike. When she crosses path with Elias Fenwick,the enigmatic heir of a rival clan;a fragile flame ignites,threatening tp cpnsume them both. In a world where trust is a lie and survival a gamble,Selene must decide:follow her heart into the darkness,or fight to keep it beating

She wasn't born a siren. She became one the night she buried love and sang instead. A story about a girl with a dangerous voice and the man who keeps finding her in every life she tries to escape. "You sing, like you remember dying." "And you, listen like you wish you could." Laleh's voice is more than beautiful. It's haunted. Ancient. Cursed. And not entirely hers. She doesn't remember where it came from. She doesn't remember him. But he remembers everything. Ashir has watched her die in other lives. Watched her become flame, ruin, myth. Watched her sing gods to sleep and men to their knees. In every life, he's found her. In every life, she forgets. This one, though? This one he can't let go. When Laleh's voice begins to unravel the curse buried in her blood, an older power awakens, jealous, grieving, hungry. And Ashir must choose: Love or memory. Magic or mortality. Power or peace. Because this isn't just about remembering. It's about whether she wants to. And who she'll become if she does. 🖋 What to Expect: Reincarnation + soul-deep obsession Mortal × immortal slow burn Siren mythology + lyrical magic Dreamy prose, haunting voice Sacred love in a doomed cycle

In the picturesque town of Rosewood, two souls separated by time find themselves drawn together by an old, abandoned diary. As they unravel the secrets within its pages, they discover a love story from the past that mirrors their own burgeoning romance. Can they overcome the shadows of history and write their own happy ending, or will the whispers of the past keep them apart? Dive into a tale of love, mystery, and destiny that spans generations.