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She walked down the aisle expecting forever... but forever ended when she caught her fiancé with her best friend - on her wedding day. Humiliated but unbroken, Clara swore she'd never let anyone see her fall again. Then, in the middle of her shattered vows, a stranger stood up - Alexander Steele, a cold, feared billionaire who claimed her as his own bride in front of everyone. What began as a rescue soon turned into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous. Behind Alexander's charm lies a world of power, vengeance, and secrets he'll kill to protect. And behind Clara's broken heart lies a strength that could bring that world to its knees. In a tale of betrayal, passion, and redemption, one truth burns clear: Revenge isn't bitter - it's sweet, when served on a silver platter. --- "They broke her heart. Now she owns their world."

Worlds split. Realms bleed. And through it all flows Prāṇna - the breath of life-the last thread holding existence together. Only the rarest warriors can master it, soul-forging weapons with focus so absolute that a whisper of doubt shatters it. Each strike carves a piece of their life. Here rivers remember. storms listen. stone itself may rise to protect... or crush. A place where heroes are not born but forged in fire, in silence, in sacrifice. When the sky stops mid-breath and the wind chokes on silence... the next chapter is about to be written in blood. Because beyond the light stands Kali, the Devourer of Ages - his hunger so vast, even time gnaws its tail to escape him, and his blood-clan, the Corrupted Lords bound by fragments of his will, his shadow touches every corner of the realms. Face them all... -and the world itself may hold its breath.

he looked at her and he wanted her beyond her body, beyond her mind and sometimes a little bit even beyond her soul. he looked at her and he saw life. he looked at her as if her breathing and being alive is what kept him living. he was sure that without her he would somehow drop on the ground because to him her heartbeat synced with his. she was a free soul, with problems but regardless loved. they grew up together and they've been by the hip, each moment. how it grew from siblings to soulmates, how their touches started from safety to desire and complete and utter yearning. he yearned for her and she could not let anyone touch her even innocently if it wasn't him. they worked like a perfect machine and that was cute I don't want her, Harlene. I want you." He said, kissing me neck, and a moan slipped out. "I want you, I want to marry you. I want to have children with you. Not her. Not that woman who doesn't even know my favourite food. Not the woman who couldn't love me when she still had me. Not that woman. You, harlene, you. The woman that stood up for me in front of my parents. The woman that shouted in the classroom that I was hers. You. Not her. Please don't leave me. I will die." Her task is to make sure she gets his soul from different worlds to make sure he makes it in the real world. Read more to find out.. #novnov This is my original story

Banished and disguised, Eleanor was raised to serve. When a hidden bloodline surfaces, she must fight a court that prefers silence to truth. Crown Prince Arthur upholds law above all - until a woman he's sworn to crush makes him question his oath. In a kingdom where secrets are weapons, love is the most dangerous rebellion. Will reclaiming a crown cost them everything?

At The Blood Academy, magic is power, love is a curse, and every secret bleeds.

"Born for More" is a true story of struggle, faith, and the fight to rise above pain. From the streets of Rwanda to the dreams that refused to die, this is a journey of believing in yourself when the world says you can't. 🌅 No matter where you start, your story can still change everything.

elara needs help from Rhys ashwood but it will.cost her

The Harbinger is gone, but his fall has left a power vacuum and power never stays unclaimed for long. In the fragile dawn after victory, Nocturnis stands at a crossroads. Wounded and rebuilding, the city faces a new threat: the return of the rogue packs, exiles who once lurked in the wilds beyond the walls. Now they rise in alarming numbers, their ranks swelled by deserters, mercenaries, and bitter hearts with nothing to lose. Whispers speak of a hidden leader rallying them with promises of a new order one where the Alphas fall and Nocturnis bows to no crown or council. Tasha Blackwood, still bearing the scars of the Harbinger's war, must navigate the treacherous currents of politics, betrayal, and the uneasy unity of her people. But even as she fights to keep the city whole, she and Alexander are tested in ways neither battlefield nor prophecy prepared them for. Luna and Alpha, bound by love yet pulled by duty, must face the truth: in war, the enemy is clear but in peace, danger can wear the face of a friend. Allies will falter. Old enemies will resurface. And as the drums of rebellion echo beyond the city walls, Nocturnis must decide whether it will stand together, or burn from within? This is a sequel to Loving A Stranger

She is simple, disciplined, and fighting for her dreams. He is arrogant, privileged, and hiding scars behind his pride. When Meera Sharma, a scholarship student, crosses paths with Aarav Malhotra, the most popular boy on campus, sparks fly-of irritation, not affection. But destiny plays its own tricks when they are forced to work together on a major project. What begins as endless arguments sooner turns into late-night study sessions, stolen glances, and an attraction neither of them wants to admit. But between class differences, jealous friends, and hidden family wounds, their story is anything but simple. Will their clash remain just another college rivalry? This story is part of Wattpad's official #NovNov Challenge - 50,000 words in 30 days. Join Meera and Aarav's journey as pride meets fire. Or will it turn into the fire that changes their lives forever? ✨ A slow-burn college romance filled with banter, heartbreak, and the sweetest sparks of love. ✨ 🔥 *This story is part of Wattpad's official #NovNov Challenge - 50,000 words in 30 days. Join Meera and Aarav's journey as pride meets fire.*

Earth, 20 October 2120 Today, I'm flying to Singapore to visit my brother. But something changed. Midway through the flight, our plane was attacked. Red snow began to fall, the sky darkened, and creatures from myth stirred in the clouds-watching, whispering nameless fears. Now, I can't tell who I'm supposed to save first... or if any of us can still be saved at all.

Darkness deepens within Blood Academy as ancient pacts unravel and forbidden magic resurfaces. Evelyn and Adrian must face the blood-soaked truth of their destiny-love bound by curses, betrayal, and the thirst for power. When the Blood Moon rises again, survival will demand more than magic; it will demand sacrifice.

What does an internet troll do when the world turns into the most unplayable horror game in history? Astrad, a professional "rat kid," finds out when the apocalypse cuts his internet connection and forces him out of his room. To his surprise, all those "wasted" hours on monster forums and wikis are now the only guide to not ending up as lunch for an abomination with way too many teeth. Forced out of his cave, Astrad isn't looking to save humanity-only himself and his dog. However, fate and his own twisted pragmatism push him into leading a group of survivors as dysfunctional as he is. Armed with a pellet rifle, lethal sarcasm, and a journal full of monster weaknesses, he'll have to navigate an apocalypse where the greatest threat doesn't always come with claws and fangs-sometimes it hides in human stupidity. To survive, they won't need a hero. They'll need a bastard with a plan.

When the last city fell, she remained - half soldier, half curse. Masaga's failed experiment has awakened something ancient beneath the earth, and Nia stands at its heart, torn between love and the hunger that burns within her. In a world devoured by its own creation, the final battle isn't for survival - it's for the soul of humanity itself.

Herb Albinson had gone through all the training for master wizard, but the problem is he was partying all the time, and he forgot most of what he was taught. He embarrassed himself by pronouncing himself a master wizard but when the light goes out or someone need a minor healing, he completely forgot the spell. But there are new opportunities afoot as the head of a wizard college remembered him in school and how well he did on his math's exams for wizardry wonders and sent for him for a new position. Now he realizes this might be his last chance to get a real job in the kingdom, so he studies up on his spell craft and disavows ever drinking or going out partying again to reclaim his life and his career.

By day, he's just that scrawny nerdy kid everyone loves to pick on, hiding behind Coke-bottle glasses, basically invisible except when he's the punchline. But once the sun goes down? Boom. Total 180. He's this absolute legend in the criminal underworld-mask on, knives out, and every mobster in the city loses sleep over him. The mafia? Yeah, they want his head on a stick, and he's out to tear them down brick by brick. And then-because the universe has a messed-up sense of humor-he collides with the mafia's golden boy. This dude's been raised on the idea that love makes you weak, like it's some sort of poison. Meanwhile, our assassin? He's learned the hard way that catching feelings is basically signing your own death warrant. Still, neither of them can keep their distance. It's like gravity or something-dangerous and unstoppable. So yeah, you've got two guys, both totally screwed, tangled up in this wild mess of secrets, adrenaline, and that kind of love that could get them both killed. Honestly, if love's not the bullet that finally does them in, I don't know what is.

Well, life is not a bed of roses, and not a house of gold either, and neither a cloud of cotton candy. Mike's life takes a very rough and dangerous turn as a normal high school student with typical dreams and insecurities becomes a bloodlust vampire overnight. After a human life of being bullied ends, another life begins for him. Either for him to be the weapon to destroy a dangerous vampire or be disposed of. Will he be able to kill his maker, die alongside his maker, or die at the hands of his maker?

Jaka spent his first life drifting without direction-lazy, unmotivated, and indifferent to the future. When he failed the university entrance exam, the fragile foundation of his life crumbled. Friends vanished, family turned their backs, and even the girl he thought he would build a future with spat on his name. Mocked, abandoned, and drowning in self-disgust, he lived the next twenty years like a hollow shell. No dreams, no drive, no hope. His days blended into nights, suffocating in regret until his pointless existence finally reached its quiet, pathetic end. ‎ ‎But death did not grant escape. He awakens in a world drenched in blood, in a body battered and scarred, surrounded by mountains of corpses whose faces twist in eternal terror. Before him stands a monstrous being-massive, horned, crimson-eyed, and radiating hatred powerful enough to crush a mortal mind. Yet Jaka's heart does not stir. No fear. No shock. Nothing but numb resignation. He has long forgotten what it means to feel alive. ‎ ‎This demon is Orba, the Abyssal King, ruler of the darkest plane and executioner of heroes. Instead of killing Jaka, Orba claims him as a tattered scrap of fate-someone not chosen by gods nor loved by destiny. And for that very reason, he becomes Orba's prisoner, slave, and unwanted protégé. As Jaka is forced into brutal training, forged in suffering, and stripped of weakness, a question begins to smolder in the emptiness of his broken spirit: if a man who already lost everything is given a second chance-not to be a hero, but to survive, to sharpen his blade, and to carve meaning from despair-just how terrifying can he become? ‎ ‎Thus begins the rebirth of a failure who seeks not glory, but a reason to breathe again. A man not chosen by fate... but shaped by the abyss itself.

Matteo Marino thought family secrets were buried. But this Christmas, a deadly heist drags him into the mafia world his grandfather tried to escape. Betrayal, blood, and legacy collide-can he survive the game?

> A girl is born on November 1st - a day before the shepherd who would later save her soul is born. Their lives are separated by a single sunrise, but connected by divine design. She grows as a lost sheep, wandering through the fields of confusion and pain, until the shepherd finds her - not to possess, but to restore. Together, their birthdays mark the rhythm of rebirth: the sheep's awakening and the shepherd's purpose.