A Rogue's Restraints
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The story of the infamous Sebastian Blackheart.
After Seb was separated from his friends and the life he knew, he swears to set things right. He's always had the propensity towards consorting with the wrong sort of people. Evidenced when he seeks the Black. The Black is the unbalanced dark magic of the Godless Realm. While he fights the corruption within, he searches for Willa and Theon.
The three unexpectedly find themselves faced with their most challenging job yet. Are their thieving skills equal to the task? Of course. But can they, with Hunters at their heels and Crime Lords in their way?
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𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
Beneath the roots lies a realm unspoken, where shadows breathe and rivers run black. A single step too far unravels the veil between worlds, turning play into curse, and innocence into exile. Beyond the roots, the air itself conspires, forests whisper of forgotten kings, and demons walk as both beasts and men. Yet above that abyss rises a kingdom of warmth, a fragile jewel cradled in sunlight. Its streets awaken each dawn in a riot of color: banners ripple, stalls spill with fruit and cloth, and fountains laugh with crystal spray. Children dart through blooming gardens, their laughter ringing louder than bells, while elders sit beneath arching roots, telling stories of brighter days. Here, joy is stitched into life itself. The baker greets with sugared bread, the blacksmith's hammer sings with the town musicians, and couples dance when lanterns glow like fallen stars. Festivals turn nights into oceans of song, where drums thunder and torches paint the sky in fire and gold. In this place, hope does not hide-it parades, it feasts, it laughs. The people call their home a sanctuary, untouched by sorrow, where each day begins with promise and ends in peace. To live here is to believe, if only for a moment, that darkness is nothing more than a distant dream. But beneath their feet, the roots stretch into silence. For every blossom hides its shadow, and every feast masks a silence that waits. The kingdom may be a cradle of joy, but its foundation drinks from the same soil where nightmares stir. Here, survival is no gift. Every choice is a bargain, every path a trial. What seems human may wear another face, and what seems monstrous may hold a broken heart. Secrets buried for centuries stir in the soil, twisting destiny tighter with every breath. This is not a tale of crowns or kingdoms, but of a world where light is fragile, where hope withers, and where even the roots that bind the earth tremble before what waits below.
The Thief Prince
Draven Veyr lives in the shadows of Arvalon, a thief so bold the city whispers his name like a curse. Handsome, cunning, dangerous-he is the phantom who slips through walls, steals from nobles, and laughs at the guards who never catch him. But when he lifts a relic from the High Temple, luck turns to curse. His magic falters. Shadows betray him. Worse still, his friends dare him to do the unthinkable: steal from the empire's golden heir, Prince Theron. At the victory banquet, Draven walks straight into the lion's den wearing a noble's mask. One smile too sharp, one glance too long-and the knight prince sees through him. Between cursed relics, royal suspicion, and a dangerous spark neither can deny, Draven must decide if legend is worth the noose tightening around his neck. Thrones glitter. Shadows whisper. And the Thief Prince is about to discover that some treasures are more dangerous than gold. Author's note: "A thief never works alone. I wrote this tale with the help of an AI scribe-sharpening words, polishing scenes, but always guided by my hand."
Trying To Save Me
Fate. A word you were forbidden to ever speak. It wasn't real and it didn't exist. A word that was always whispered around you, but never to you. You didn't know why you were fated for something. Just that the day you were born the great winter came and you've been on the run with your family since, but now they were gone. Traveling to what you thought was further and further away from the dark king's palace. Instead, you had begun to get closer. Following a white wolf instead of your learned route. No wonder you wound up captive and given to the king as a gift. As was fated... A/N: this story is going to have themes of misplaced fear, being captured, being gifted to a man, non/con elements, degradation, and much more. This is a dark story. Please read all warnings before each chapter. Minors DNI.
Bride of Alvar (Redemption Saga, Book 1)
*completed NOW A PUBLISHED NOVEL!* An ancient Cursed bloodline, a world-crossed romance, tyrant kings, a princess with dragon wings, a forbidden love affair, and a sorcerer meant to reign in chaos... this is the Redemption Saga. Bride of Alvar What if your entire life your mother declared you're destined to wed a king from a magical world? Would you believe her? Probably not. I didn't believe her either, until a handsome, other-worldly king showed up to claim me as his bride. Despite my annoying attraction to him, I let the magical king know about a complication: I'm already engaged to somebody else. However, when monsters from Alvar's world kidnap my best friend, I find myself whisked away to his realm marrying him anyway. But marrying a man I barely know and adapting to a fantastical new world is nothing compared to learning just how many dark secrets my new husband hides and that the fates of both my world and Alvar's rest on MY shoulders. For the edited paperback of this book go to this link: https://www.amazon.com/Bride-Alvar-Redemption-Silver-Reins/dp/B08LNJL4LN Best ranking: #1 in FantasyKumpleto
The Tyrant Of The Seven Seas☠⚓
~Beautiful things always have the ugliest scars~ ⚓⚓⚓ ⚓⚓⚓ Celestiel Balahan, first born princess of Icartha, is forced to be wed to the cold-hearted and infamous Sebastian Blackbeard, the tyrant of the seven seas, king of Calabran and pirate King. A broken angel, obsessed with the idea of true love. Sebastian Blackbeard, a man of logic, cursed from birth. He desires only one thing...for this curse to be lifted, even at any cost. A man with a vision. A woman with delusions. Bound together by fate, marriage, and the sea. The tides are bound to be unpredictable...ain't it?Kumpleto
The Demon God's Legacy
The Blackthrone family, once the most powerful force on Earth, was mercilessly hunted down and destroyed by the eight National Hunters.Maximilian Blackthrone, the last patriarch, was slain, but his son, Lucian, miraculously escaped. Branded as a mere survivor, he vanished into the shadows-until now. Two years later, Lucian returns, no longer a helpless child but a warrior forged in darkness. Wielding Obsidian Oath, the legendary Blackthrone sword, and the forbidden techniques of his ancestors, he embarks on a relentless quest for vengeance. One by one, the National Hunters will fall. One by one, he will reclaim his family's legacy. But as his power grows, so does the chaos in the world. When an ancient god descends to annihilate humanity, Lucian is forced to make an impossible choice-will he remain a hunter of men, or will he transcend his vengeance and embrace a fate greater than any mortal? The path of blood and conquest will lead him to the truth of his lineage, the secret of the Blackthrone family's dark powers, and his ultimate destiny... as the new Demon God of Darkness.
The feared Crimson King
I flinch as his hand reaches to my face, and aggressively pulls down the cloak from my head. He surveys my tear stained face and jewelry all the way down to my dress. Then he speaks, "what's your name?" I open my mouth but no words come out. Fear grips me again. "I believe I asked you a question," his eyes grow darker. "Al-Alice" I whisper. His eyes wander outside to the window. "You will address me as 'your highness' and I do not tolerate mistakes. I will punish you and you will never forget to follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?" -------------------- In this world everybody has a soulmate. Two people that are meant to be together for the rest of their lives. Finding them isn't as hard as you'd think, since every two people that belong together have the same tattoo somewhere on their body. It is something you're born with, something that's meant to be. There is no doubt that these two people no matter the status or finances, belong together. Some grow up knowing their future soulmate, some find them later in life, but in the end they always belong together. Marrying someone, who isn't you soulmate is punishable here in my family's kingdom Lyria. My father always believed in the bond. But what if the bond isn't meant to be after all. Or could it be true that my soulmate is no other than darkness himself. That he's the heartless king our country is currently at war with. The one that leaves not even woman and children alive.... Ranks✨ #2 forced ~02.07.20 #2 heartless ~07.07.20 #91 fear ~09.07.20 #1 castle ~10.07.20 #1 obsession ~12.07.20 #1 royalty ~ 02.08.20 #1 hatelove ~02.08.20 #1 cruel ~02.08.20 #1 hate ~ 03.08.20 #1 princess ~ 10.08.20 #1 king ~ 26.11.20 #3 midieval ~ 22.12.20 #1 evil ~ 20.02.21 CAUTION This book contains violence and gore along with cursing. Also if you're triggered by domestic violence DONT READ THIS BOOK. Thanks. ❤️New rewritten addition is out now called Feared Crimson King❤️Kumpleto
Thieves of the crown
The kingdom of Orovia bleeds. Every harvest season, the Frost royals send their imperials to strip villages bare. Gold. Crops. Heirlooms. Even lives. Everything claimed in the name of the crown. Alexandra Beaumont has lost enough. When the king opens the army to new recruits, she seizes her chance. Not to serve, but to steal. Beneath the armor of a royal soldier, she hides a secret mission: infiltrate the castle, reclaim what was stolen, and return it to the people who were robbed of everything. But she is not alone. A band of outcasts forms at her side, bound by vengeance and hope. By day, they wear the king's colors. By night, they become shadows on the sea. Pirates who raid treasuries, kingdoms, and crowns themselves. Rebels carving justice out of theft. Yet betrayal stalks the rebellion as closely as the royals do. And when Alexandra's heart tangles with Asher Knight-the general's son, her greatest threat, and her greatest ally-loyalties blur, danger sharpens, and every stolen heartbeat could be her last. In a world where rebellion is treason and love is forbidden, Alexandra must decide how much she's willing to sacrifice to take back a kingdom drowning in frost.
Beneath the roots lies a realm unspoken, where shadows breathe and rivers run black. A single step too far unravels the veil between worlds, turning play into curse, and innocence into exile. Beyond the roots, the air itself conspires, forests whisper of forgotten kings, and demons walk as both beasts and men. Yet above that abyss rises a kingdom of warmth, a fragile jewel cradled in sunlight. Its streets awaken each dawn in a riot of color: banners ripple, stalls spill with fruit and cloth, and fountains laugh with crystal spray. Children dart through blooming gardens, their laughter ringing louder than bells, while elders sit beneath arching roots, telling stories of brighter days. Here, joy is stitched into life itself. The baker greets with sugared bread, the blacksmith's hammer sings with the town musicians, and couples dance when lanterns glow like fallen stars. Festivals turn nights into oceans of song, where drums thunder and torches paint the sky in fire and gold. In this place, hope does not hide-it parades, it feasts, it laughs. The people call their home a sanctuary, untouched by sorrow, where each day begins with promise and ends in peace. To live here is to believe, if only for a moment, that darkness is nothing more than a distant dream. But beneath their feet, the roots stretch into silence. For every blossom hides its shadow, and every feast masks a silence that waits. The kingdom may be a cradle of joy, but its foundation drinks from the same soil where nightmares stir. Here, survival is no gift. Every choice is a bargain, every path a trial. What seems human may wear another face, and what seems monstrous may hold a broken heart. Secrets buried for centuries stir in the soil, twisting destiny tighter with every breath. This is not a tale of crowns or kingdoms, but of a world where light is fragile, where hope withers, and where even the roots that bind the earth tremble before what waits below.
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