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Nevermore

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When Narissa Francis, a mere, faithful girl, witnesses her own village burned down and her kin turned to exile, she knew that the worst would never be over. Until her chance meeting with General Xoren Marcus, a young, military asset, after being abducted by  a band of roaming soldiers. Within weeks of the bondage, in a bit by bit process, both characters found themselves edged by the eternal forces of faith, hope and love.

However, outside their romantic circle comes challenges and trials brought forth by the penalties of war. Persecutions ensued by higher powers within the city, killings and injustice, specially upon the emerging nationality that had rattled the whole empire, Christianity. And with brewing threats, taking the forms of heathen Celtics, political disputes and a raging temperamental Emperor, they each found themselves not only smitten by each other, but also in the violent outside world.

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Cruel Love by IslaOfSkye

"I warned you, you live under Roman law now. And you violated it. You touched what is mine. The punishment for that is ... death." Plunging his sword into the attacker's chest, the Centurion let the man fall and bleed out on the ground. Aelynn shrieked, causing Marcus to direct his full attention to her. The girl was cowering in the corner of the room. She hid her face in her hands, and he heard her muffled sobs. Slowly, Marcus sheathed his gladius and approached her shivering figure. *************************************************************** An enemies-to-lovers story set in ancient times when the Roman Empire was at the peak of its power and extending its control over Britain. And in the middle of it, a kind Celtic girl Aelynn and a Roman Centurion Marcus notorious for his brutality and cold-heartedness. Two worlds that could not be more different from each other collide. What would become of them? *** This story contains war / death scenes and other mature topics. Please read with caution. I'll also appreciate your comments, thoughts and pointing out mistakes. The pictures don't belong to me. Only the plot and characters do.

Anneliese by pitifulkisses

Anneliese is an empathetic, goofy, outgoing young woman who has struggled finding a place to discover herself. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at to pass time and support herself. A dedicated man takes to the nativity of Anneliese. He's direct and prefers to keep to himself. Even an isolated man by choice can't withstand Anneliese's pull. Gravitating towards her, he manages to bring her a sense of comfort to the new beginnings in life. Not all beginnings are as true as they let off. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ #1 cliche 2025 #1 sweatheart 2025 #1 opposites 2026 *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

Ethereal And The Beast by Moonlove111

Ethereal Romanoav, nineteen. Just like her name, she was a breath of heaven on earth, too innocent, too untouched, and too unaware of the darkness that waited beyond her walls. Her beauty was the kind poets lost sleep over. Her eyes, a deep crystalline blue. People whispered she was the most beautiful girl in the world, a jewel born once in centuries. When Ethereal was barely one year old, her beloved mother, Queen Sera Roman, died of a sudden illness. And within two months, her father, King David Roman, married the Princess of Kazi, Phina. After that marriage, everything changed. Phina was threatened, terrified, of the girl who would one day surpass every beauty in the realm. So David Roman locked his daughter away. At one and a half years old, Ethereal was placed inside an isolated tower. Too small to understand, too pure to fight back. For there was monster wearing a crown. Alexandra Drakaris. Thirty-two. The King of Kings. The ruler whose bloodline had conquered kingdoms. People called him The Beast. It was said his very shadow could silence a battlefield. Rumours whispered he stole women, used them, burned empires for pleasure. Queens feared him. Kings bowed. But the truth? He had never touched a single woman. No lovers. No partners. No queen. Alexandra lived alone in a fortress carved from cold, merciless stone, just like his heart. Dangerous, deadly, ruthless. He was a monster of power. Standing at six feet two, built like a warrior sculpted by the gods, he looked every bit the beast the world painted him to be. Yet his light brown eyes held storms-battles, betrayals, pain. Love made you weak. And Alexandra could not afford weakness. He took kingdoms. He crushed armies. He conquered power-nothing else. But the world did not know the truth: The beauty King Roman hid away was the only thing Alexandra would ever desire. His ethereal romanoav His little one.. ..... Give it a try.....

Thorn Rose (PUBLISHED) by purplehamsa

"Forgive me God for I have sinned. I allowed a Northman's lip to touch my own, to touch me neck and travel the length of the sensitive skin. My blood writhers, yearning for his touch. A quenching urge for desire and O'Lord, my eager flesh burns with raging fire." When the powerful Jarl, a ruthless and merciless Viking, takes a sudden interest in Faylin, a nun he captured on a raid, she vows not to let his wiles distract her from what is truly important - her faith. His very presence is what fuels the fire within her, allowing the hatred to fester. He destroyed her world and she watched it burn to the ground, crumbling and descending, shattering into pieces of hopelessness right before her eyes. Though what happens when she starts to realize that beneath the Northman's toughened shield lays a forbearing soul, lost within the darkness and the shadows of his own façade? Stricken by this realization, the possibility of humanity under such a barbaric character, Faylin finds herself torn between her fears of eternal damnation and desire, struggling to keep her sanity as she dances on that very thin line between love and hate. Cover by FvckHumans Highest Achievements: Thorn Rose: #1 in Historical Fiction!!! (21/11/2015)

Beauty and the Jamaican Beast by NeeksNeika

In a gritty world where loyalty, love, and blood intertwine, **Dante**, a powerful and feared figure in the underworld, finds unexpected solace and strength in **Jasmine**, a brilliant and fierce woman with a sharp mind and unmatched bravery. Their lives collide when a brutal attack claims the life of Rodney's woman and child-an act of war that sets the streets ablaze with vengeance. As Dante and Rodney navigate a violent mission to avenge their losses, Jasmine proves herself more than just a lover. She becomes a warrior in her own right, defending her home from armed assailants, outsmarting enemies, and standing by Dante's side through chaos and bloodshed. In one of the most shocking twists, Jasmine reveals she had protected Rodney's woman and son all along, staging their deaths to keep them safe from Tanya's crew, delivering not just hope but justice in a world where both are rare. Amidst the violence, moments of passion blossom-Dante and Jasmine share a love both tender and intense. Their bond deepens with every touch, every shared morning, and every battle fought side by side. But their intimacy isn't without humor, mishaps, and heat, as Jasmine's playful nature often drives Dante wild, leading to steamy, unfiltered moments of affection. As their love grows, so does the life within Jasmine-she's pregnant. And when Dante tells his mother, **Sonya**, the joy is unmatched. The fierce matriarch welcomes Jasmine with open arms, sealing her place in the family. This story is a powerful blend of action, romance, and raw emotion, showing that even in a world drenched in violence, love can bloom, families can form, and warriors can have soft hearts.

my heart beats for you(complete ✅) by roselleplant

"lights are off and there's total darkness and he shuts the door. he cups my face with his strong hands and he comes closer to me, our faces at a dangerously close distance, i close my eyes while he makes both of our lips meet eachother. he keeps kissing me intensely and i fully support him for some reason. our eyes still closed and his hand softly caressing my cheeks. it was my first kiss. suddenly he backs off and walks away from me and leaves the room." nora and rayan are married but nora doesn't knows about it. she thinks he's just a stranger who's her senior. but rayan loves her unconditionally and he is ready to kill and die for her. nora feels strangely and intensely attracted to him. will they ever be able to have eachother again? will their love win? read to find out (: <3

FOR HER REIGN by MARINAWILLOWS

They call her the Lifeless Queen. Crowned at seventeen, Empress Priscilla of Calmaria rules with a heart carved from stone and a hand that never trembles. Fear, not love, holds her empire together-and she has no intention of ever showing weakness. But even gods demand worship. And her most loyal worshiper is Lucas Darcy, Calmaria's greatest knight. A commoner who rose through blood and battle, he kneels only to her. For the woman who owns his soul, he swore his sword, body, and soul to the Empress who chose him. To the world, he is her blade. To himself, she is his goddess-the only reason he breathes. Lucas will endure pain, humiliation, even death. He is her sword, her shadow, her dog. But in a world where love is weakness and devotion can be fatal, loyalty is never simple. Lucas is willing to suffer, bleed, and die for a woman who may never return his love. And Priscilla, bound by her throne and her pride, must face the one truth she has always denied: that even the coldest heart can burn. A story of power and passion, cruelty and devotion-where love itself may be the greatest betrayal. Priscilla must face the one thing she cannot control: a knight's love that could either save her empire... or destroy it.

Amazon by cherrie_bomb

"We will never bow to man." For years the Amazons have been living isolated from men, only leaving to find a suitable man to mate with, to produce more girls. They would never bow to a man; they would rather kill a man than marry a man. They have stayed hidden, participating in wars against men, the women have stayed strong in their resolve, and they have never weakened to a man and would rather die than ever become a slave to a man. Rhea is young and has finally come of age; it is her turn to go out into the world to find herself a man to produce a child with. Rhea would much rather get it over and done with, she was wanted to prove she was not the weak link, she just wanted to fulfil her duty and head back to her small village. But Bastian-a Greek warrior-is as stubborn as she is and brings a lot of trouble with him. (this amazing cover on the side was made for me by @Ashihara and @appetence, thank you both so much!)

With Blood shall come Desire (MxM) by lilwriting

Celestial London Chronicles #1 Long ago, the sun Xyliath, one of the ancient gods, fell in the first Blood War for peace. Her burning tears formed a flaming sword, which she gave to her son Aurelius. The sword had the power to destroy worlds and create new ones, but above all it possessed a power that no other god had. The ability to kill a god. No man, no hand and no weapon could cut through the skin of a celestial being and take out its heart. The Sword of Xyliath was the only exception. For centuries, the sword was protected by the sun god Aurelius, until it was stolen. The sun god, who has long rivalled the moon god, blames the latter for this and sends his grandson Silthos, the god of love and desire, to capture him. The young god receives support from the most feared deity of all - Aristaeus, the god of blood and war. This unusual partnership is intended to save the world from a possible new assassin of the gods. But the collaboration proves to be more difficult than expected. Silthos' usual charm doesn't seem to attract the god of blood and war, and Aristaeus' penchant for blood and torture even gives Silthos the creeps. Two men - a psycho and an unkissed man who embodies lust and desire. Can they save the world from the power of the sword? Who can they trust and, most importantly, can they trust each other? (⁓ 79.000 words) (This story is written by two persons whose mother language isn't English. Please let us know if there are grammar mistakes and have indulgence with us. Thank you.) (Cover is self-made and all pictures used are from pinterest.)

Open for Negotiation by fireheather

He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge. "You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone "I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly. **** Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling. It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday. ***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome" Awesome new book cover is courtesy of @ScarlettOlivier. She's awesome. Check her stuff out.

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"I warned you, you live under Roman law now. And you violated it. You touched what is mine. The punishment for that is ... death." Plunging his sword into the attacker's chest, the Centurion let the man fall and bleed out on the ground. Aelynn shrieked, causing Marcus to direct his full attention to her. The girl was cowering in the corner of the room. She hid her face in her hands, and he heard her muffled sobs. Slowly, Marcus sheathed his gladius and approached her shivering figure. ************************************************************* An enemies-to-lovers story set in ancient times when the Roman Empire was at the peak of its power and extending its control over Britain. And in the middle of it, a kind Celtic girl Aelynn and a Roman Centurion Marcus notorious for his brutality and cold-heartedness. Two worlds that could not be more different from each other collide. What would become of them? * This story contains war / death scenes and other mature topics. Please read with caution. I'll also appreciate your comments, thoughts and pointing out mistakes. The pictures don't belong to me. Only the plot and characters do.