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For years, the world feared one man. Kings surrendered at the sound of his name. Kingdoms burned beneath his armies. And mercy was something he had never known. Princess Seraphina has spent her entire life trapped inside a palace that never wanted her. Blamed for her mother's death and threatened by a stepmother determined to steal her birthright, she has learned that loneliness can be more painful than any battlefield. When the infamous Black Conqueror sets his sights on her kingdom, everyone expects destruction. No one expects him to notice her. What begins as a war for a throne becomes something far more dangerous-a connection neither of them can escape. Because monsters do not fall in love. They become obsessed. And when the most feared man in the world decides to protect the one person he should have destroyed, kingdoms will tremble once again. A dark fantasy romance filled with political intrigue, dangerous devotion, forbidden attraction, and a villain who would burn the world for the girl he was meant to conquer.

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle's carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?"

At Royal Prestige Academy, there are only two kinds of students: those who obey... and those who disappear. Kang Ha-Yoon was supposed to keep her head down. Instead, she broke the academy's biggest rule. She stood up to the Royal Four. Now she's public enemy number one. But while the Royals are busy trying to break her... They have no idea she's hiding a past that made her stronger than any of them could imagine. Some people inherit power. Others earn it with blood, sweat... and broken fists. In a school ruled by power, the greatest battle may not be for survival... but for the heart.

ඇත්ත තරම් තිත්ත දෙයක් තවත් නැහැ... ඒත් සාක්ෂි කවදාවත් බොරු කියන්නේත් නැහැ... අපරාධ විසඳෙන්නේ සාක්ෂිවලින්... සමහර ආදර ඔප්පු වෙන්නෙත් සාක්ෂිවලින්මයි... මොන සාක්ෂියක්ද??.. හෘද සාක්ෂිය.. කවුද අනේ ඕවා දන්නේ..??

"In a city of millions, Zara Lennox is the secret that will bring the most powerful men in Paris to their knees." Zara Lennox lives a double life. By day, she scrubs the floors of a world-famous designer's mansion and waitresses at an elite Parisian restaurant. By night, she hides the Throne Seal-a symbol of power that her family's enemies would kill to possess. Her world is a fragile mask, especially when she meets the powerful trio: Kieran Voss, the cold CEO; Dax Mercer, the wealthy heir; and Siles Creed, a literature professor with a dark, mafia secret. They see her as a lowly waitress with a sharp tongue, unaware that she is the queen they are searching for. But the real danger is even closer. Her roommate, Zane Vex, is a brilliant detective obsessed with bringing down the Throne group and the Creed gang. As the "slow burn" tension rises between Zara and the men hunting her, she must play a dangerous game: How long can you live with your enemy before your secrets turn into your downfall? 31.07.2026 👇 #1 in fast moving #2 in hidden heiress

<< You are too soft to be an Alpha. You are sensible, too much sensible. You will be a victim of the succession rite >>. The Golden band 🪈... Gold fur, black skin, dark pupil, and a line of gold in their eyes. Best at tracking, overwhelming strength... The nightmare of those '' bloodsuckers ''. The strongest pack of United West Africa 🌍. They are said to be of divine blood 🩸... But the ancient power of the Stars have gone dry... Facing a constellation that appears out of the blue, in the sky, they are to go down the old path to have a chance to win the war. But the one the ancient god chose is not the favorite for the succession ahead, being the most fragile one among his brothers that are aiming for the throne...

She arrived in Sicily believing she understood power. She discovered she had only seen its shadow. Valentina Brooks walked into a marble room filled with men who expected obedience, leaving them questioning whether they had ever been in control. She did not ask for their world. She did not ask for their crown. She asked for respect-and when they refused, she took everything else. Lorenzo Bellandi was Palermo's most beautiful disaster. Women wanted him. Men feared his name. Nobody challenged him. Until she looked at him and saw exactly what he was: a man who confused control with strength. Their collision was inevitable. Their love was dangerous. Their ending was written in blood before the first vow was spoken. What remains when the man is gone, but the empire remains? What happens when grief hardens into strategy, when silk becomes armor, when a widow refuses to disappear? This is not a story about a woman becoming ruthless because she lost herself. This is a story about a woman who learned that softness and power could exist in the same body-and that the most dangerous thing in a room full of killers was a mother who had nothing left to lose. Sicily spent years asking who would replace him. They finally understood they had been asking the wrong question entirely. ©_RelleLebby_// R. L.

Xanthus is more than just a new student. He's a question that nobody can answer. Magnetic, mysterious, and twisted, he walks into Horizon Heights High, a diverse and chaotic school in Brooklyn, with a flashy smile that hides something far darker. His name means "golden," but there's nothing pure about him. Underneath his nice clothes, perfect grades, and practiced charm, is a conniving mind that is far too cold. Everybody is a piece on the chessboard, every enemy a stepping stone. With an ambition as jagged as his thoughts, Xanthus doesn't just want power, no, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭. Come watch Xanthus navigate a world of secrets, romance, and control... where trust is money, mistakes are leverage, and nothing is ever what it seems.

The original Count Dracula lives in a modern tech-mansion as a single father to his daughter Valentina, unaware she holds a power a hundred times greater than any monster."

"Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Athena Rhiannon Salvador has passed away!!" This was the last thing Hestia heard before her world shattered. She watched in unfiltered rage and horror as the lowly Concubine Lilith seduced her Imperial Father and rose in ranks, becoming Empress merely six months after her mother passed. But this isn't enough to break the daughter raised by one of the greatest Empresses the Feuereich Empire had ever seen. The nineteen year old crown princess goes into a 'three year mourning period' to the glee of her conniving stepmother. Lilith sees a broken child retreating in fear and expects the same in three years. But what emerges from those palace doors in 36 months was something no one expected.

"Bring forth the criminal!" The executioner's voice rings across the square. A beautiful woman is escorted gently toward the execution platform. None of the guards dare lay a hand upon her. She walks willingly, her head held high, her face devoid of fear. The crowd watches in silence. "Before you all stands the King's concubine, Lady Freya, of the House of Ghilru, servant of Lotus." Freya ascends the platform. She wears a black dress of her own choosing, its dark fabric flowing behind her like mourning made visible. She gathers its hem in her hands as she steps onto the wooden platform, her expression remaining composed. She scans the crowd. Then her eyes settle upon the King. Xillian sits upon his elevated seat, entirely at ease. He takes a slow bite from a red fruit in his hand. The fading light of the evening catches the gold and silver rings adorning his fingers. Freya's gaze hardens. There is no fear in it. Only contempt. The two guards beside her gently urge her toward the executioner's block. "She has been convicted of infidelity against His Royal Majesty and insubordination against the throne. By decree of the King, she is to be executed at once by beheading!" The proclamation echoes across Kortez. A death sentence pronounced before her lover, Kazamogan Yarmine. In the historical world of Almult Wielders and Warheads, where power is drawn like a sword and every alliance comes at a price, the greatest battles are not always fought with steel.

In the aftermath of an intergalactic war, one survivor becomes the center of a new religion spanning multiple realities. Linuka fought in a war that shattered empires. She was supposed to disappear into history like countless soldiers before her. Instead, across ruined worlds and fractured realities, people begin to worship her. As political systems collapse and reality itself becomes a battlefield, Linuka is pulled into the center of a movement far larger than herself. What begins as hope spreads across worlds like prophecy. Faith becomes power. Power becomes control. And the lines between leader, weapon, and goddess start to disappear. Goddess of the Galacticide is a long-form psychological military space opera about transhumanism, political warfare, and the terrifying consequences of belief engineered on a cosmic scale. Expect fleet warfare, alien civilizations, ancient mysteries, collapsing realities, and a heroine whose rise may ultimately doom civilization. Set in the award-winning Galacticide universe, this story serves as a new entry point for readers while expanding a science fiction saga decades in the making. This is the story of the rise, reign, and ruin of the first true multiversal faith.

Series 1 - The Silver Anklet and The Red Dupatta- contd (Reading Series 1 first is recommended, as it will help you understand the characters' journeys and feel more connected to their story in Series 2.) "In the silence between them, even empires forgot how to stand." "She left her peace with him; he kept her memory cast in silver." "The anklet wasn't a memory - it was the last thread of his sanity." "Love was never their weakness; it was the blade they learned to wield." They say silence can't kill. They've never met Aarish Siddiqui. Once a boy who wrote poems under moonlight, Now, a man who rules the city through calm and control. Every word is measured. Every emotion locked away. The music is gone. The ink has dried. But one secret still breathes in the shadows of his empire - a silver anklet, the last echo of the heart he buried. Across the city, Alina Raza fights quieter wars - long shifts, fading dreams, and a brother slipping into darkness. Her world is small, but it's clean. Honest. Until the law fails her. Until Aarish Siddiqui's name enters her life like a curse. And the man she once saw as a stranger becomes her captor, her enemy, her fate. She despises the arrogance behind his calm. He despises the peace that still lingers in her eyes. He stands for power. She stands for truth. Every glance is a collision. Every word, a blade. Every meeting burns; every silence wounds. And somewhere between their defiance and pain, something forbidden begins to bloom - fragile, furious, inevitable. But somewhere between fury and survival, silence changes its shape - Becoming a promise neither can escape. And when the empire burns and the truth unravels, she will leave behind the only proof that love ever existed between them - An anklet twin to the one he kept. He protects through power. She fights through faith. Together they become the storm they once feared. Two pieces of silver. Two broken souls. One war never meant to be won.

Samyank Roy rules his world with blood, power, and vengeance. Until he finds her. A mysterious mute woman who refuses to fear him, challenges every rule he has, and somehow feels strangely familiar. He doesn't know her name. So he calls her Bella. And before Samyank can discover who she truly is, she puts a bullet through him and disappears. Now he's left with one question : Why did Bella leave him alive ? Because some people enter your life to change it. And some become your downfall.

Summary Evans Writh has always known he was never meant to live according to other people's expectations. A bright, beautiful, and outspoken omega, he grew up in the comfort of a powerful family, surrounded by love, but also by the silent judgment of a world that values status more than people. At twenty-two, he moves through life with confidence, always choosing his dignity above everything else. Adolph Wazk, on the other hand, was shaped by violence, control, and the ruthless demands of a family empire as prestigious as it is dangerous. Cold, feared, and impossible to read, he rules over a world where trust is weakness and every smile may hide betrayal. When his father decides to force him into marriage to keep him under control, Adolph agrees to play along, never expecting that one simple mistake would disrupt the order he spent years building. On the night of an arranged date, Evans accidentally sits at the wrong table. An awkward misunderstanding, a few careless words, sincere apologies... yet in Adolph's world, nothing is ever innocent. Especially not when the man who was supposed to meet him never arrives, dying instead in a suspicious car accident orchestrated by unseen hands determined to bring Adolph down. It does not take long before Evans's name is tied to a family already connected to the Wazk empire's business affairs. To Adolph, the conclusion is obvious: the young omega with the disarming smile may not have entered his life by chance. Between suspicion, manipulation, family secrets, and dangerous attraction, Evans and Adolph are drawn into a ruthless game of power where every truth comes at a cost. And in a world where love can become a deadly weakness, the most innocent mistake may be the beginning of their downfall.

Introduction to the Second Saga: Infinite Fighters 2 - Legacy of the Heroes After the cataclysmic war that nearly shattered Seona Earth in the First Saga: Darkness Claw, peace was finally restored-yet only for a fleeting moment. Zoelda, the legendary prince dragon warrior who stood against the shadows alongside his siblings and allies, vanished without a trace following the fall of the strongest Syavadark Warlord, Viszavius The Black Dragon. As the world began to rebuild hope, a new darkness began to loom-stretching across the skies of an entire galaxy. Beyond the ruins of broken stars, fragments of once-defeated legions began to stir once more-reborn under a new name and face: The Descendants of Oblivarion, a secret legacy bound by vengeance, waiting centuries to strike back against the Infinite Fighters. Amid this rising chaos, two mysterious warriors emerge-Shinin and Irfanos, wielding powers nearly equal to Zoelda and his kin, yet their true intentions remain veiled in shadow. This second saga unravels ancient secrets, forgotten bloodlines, and the cruel weight of destiny-where every step forward teeters between sacrifice and betrayal. The true battle begins anew. They are no longer just fighters... They are the inheritors of a darker fate. "The past was rewritten. Now the multiverse wants revenge."

Born into a powerful family, she was raised to believe she was part of something unbreakable. But behind the grandeur lay a cruel truth-she was never meant to inherit the empire, only to serve it. When her own blood betrays her, forcing her into a calculated marriage to settle power and protect their legacy, she becomes nothing more than a pawn in their game. Stripped of choice, trapped in a world of control and manipulation, she is expected to obey... and disappear. But betrayal has consequences. In a world where loyalty is bought and power is taken, she begins to change. The quiet, obedient daughter fades, replaced by someone far more dangerous-someone who learns the rules, bends them, and eventually breaks them. No longer a pawn, she rises. No longer controlled, she takes control. And as secrets unravel and alliances shatter, one truth becomes clear- the empire that used her will not survive her.

"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕝𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕤, 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥." "𝕆𝕙 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕙? 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕞𝕖." Crime syndicates are very rarely uniform creatures. It's a fact that Kasia has become more and more familiar with as her brief time in school comes to an end. Heatherwood Prep was only a way to buy time; because the second graduation is over, Kasia becomes the heiress to the only thing her mother left behind. The Aeros Crime Syndicate. There's only one problem; someone has dug a little too deep into her life... and he has no plans on stopping until everything that Kasia and her mother built comes crumbling down. Reve knows that there's something different... something dark about Kasia. But all of her secrets are kept securely fastened behind those red painted lips, and she has no plans to get anywhere near him. But his family is counting on him to give them the chance of a lifetime: one momentary slip up from the Aeros Syndicate gives them all the time they need to break into the underworld and take what was always meant to be theirs. Both have alter egos; both have ulterior motives. But what happens when the lines between professionalism and emotion start to blur... and decisions are made that could alter the rotation of the underworld for good?

Nostra Rosa, la nostra principessa, with a fragile heart and a fierce spirit that refuses to be tamed. Her beauty is matched only by her intelligence and cunning, making her a valuable asset in the game of power and loyalty. Marco de Salvatore, il nostro principe, with a ruthless determination and a calculating gaze that sees everything and forgives nothing. His eyes are cold, his heart is stone, and his loyalty is only to the family. Their arranged marriage is a masterstroke of strategy, a union of two powerful mafias that will secure their grip on the world. But as they stand before the altar, exchanging vows and promises, the chemistry between them is palpable. It's a spark that could ignite a fire that consumes them all. She is a precious gem, a rara avis, a rose among thorns, Beautiful, with a captivating smile that can charm the devil himself. She is a free spirit, unbreakable and unrelenting, with a fire that burns bright in her eyes. She is cunning, with a mind sharper than a razor's edge, and a tongue that can weave webs of deceit. And he is a force of nature, a tempesta, a storm that will leave nothing but destruction in his wake, Ruthless, with a heart of stone and a conscience that's long dead. He's cruel, with a sharp tongue and a penchant for pain, taking pleasure in the fear he inspires. He is a master of manipulation, with a gaze that can freeze the blood in your veins, and a smile that can make you question your own sanity. Maybe they are two broken souls, shattered by the cruel hand of fate, but drawn together by the magnetic pull of their own darkness. Maybe they are the only ones who can understand the depths of their own depravity, the only ones who can see the beauty in the shadows. Maybe they are loved, maybe they are cherished, maybe they are the only ones who can save each other from the abyss.

Power, legacy, and betrayal collide in this gripping family drama. After the devastating loss of her son and grandson, Malathi refuses to let her family's legacy crumble. She places her faith in Natesan-her late son's closest friend-to lead the powerful SN Group, built by her father-in-law. For Natesan, the company and his daughter Hari are the only things anchoring him to life. But when a sudden health crisis threatens everything, he makes a desperate move: orchestrating Hari's marriage to his ambitious protégé, Shri, to keep control of their business within their family. Hari accepts the union as a gamble for the sake of the business and her family. Shri is apparently not the saviour they believed him to be, but a con artist determined to seize the company and make Natesan pay for his sins by isolating Hari from everyone she trusts. As Hari's life spirals into danger, the family must confront an unbearable truth: the greatest threat to their legacy may already be inside their family. Can Natesan undo the damage before it's too late? Will Malathi stop Shri from taking over? Or will Shri's carefully laid plans destroy everything they've fought to protect? Or will Hari end up being the sacrificial pawn? In a world where loyalty is fragile and ambition knows no bounds, one question remains- will their legacy be broken by lies or remain bound by love?