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The Duchesses

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Reads 49,588
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Parts 103
Time 20h 8m

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Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!"

Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me".

Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith.

As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.'

p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰All Rights Reserved

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Beyond The Ivory Castle | Humor-Romance | Historic Fiction (Completed) by vineethereader

"You created that absurd tale in a blink of an eye?" Zane asked, one brow arched in amused disbelief. She huffed. "You should be grateful, I think quickly." "Oh, I am," he murmured. "But perhaps next time, a backstory wherein I retain a modicum of dignity?" Aurora smirked. "And rob myself of the entertainment? Where's the fun in that?" Zane shook his head, but his fingers lingered a fraction longer before he released her hand. "I hadn't realised amusement ranked so highly among your values." She narrowed her eyes. "You are growing rather bold, considering I just saved your life." Zane, entirely undeterred, tilted his head with an infuriating smile. "Ah, but my dearest", he murmured, stepping closer, "perhaps you saved me because you cannot bear to be without me." She responded with all the grace and dignity of a woman at her wit's end-by clamping a hand over his face and shoving him away with such force that he staggered back, laughter spilling from his lips. "Gah! You are intolerable!" Aurora exhaled sharply, straightening her sleeves as though the mere act of touching him had somehow wrinkled them. *************************** Bound by duty. Shackled by honour. Tormented by feeling. Aurora lives a life shaped by steel and sacrifice. As a knight sworn to her realm, she's loyal, lethal, and alone-unshaken in battle, but increasingly undone in his presence. Zane is a problem: disciplined yet reckless, distant yet always too close. He never asks, never reveals-yet somehow sees straight through her. When a mission draws them deep into peril, forced side by side, what once was teasing sharpens into tension. In stolen glances and moonlit silence, desire simmers beneath duty, and silence becomes the loudest agony of all. As truths unravel and enemies close in, the real question isn't whether they can trust each other... It's whether they can afford not to. Written: March 2025- Feb 2026

love and other deadly things by RoseeB

"Shh" he whispered into her ear, his deep voice vibrated through her body. "No need to cause a Scene, Iris." He led her, roughly, through a hidden door that was disguised to look like a bookshelf. It opened into a dimly lit room she had never seen. The room was smaller, cozier, and taken up mostly by a large, four-post bed. Thick velvet curtains kept out the last bit of daylight, making the dark and warmly sensual. A single lamp on a nearby table cast a soft, golden light. He released her mouth, but kept her wrist firmly in his grasp. "Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way." She glared at him, her chest heaving. "Let me go, Anthony!" He ignored her, his eyes scanning the room, then settling on the bed. "I prefer the easy way, personally. Just tell me what you took." "I didn't take anything!" she insisted, fighting against his grip. He sighed, a deep, resigned sound. Shaking his head, He pulled her towards the bed. "Very well." In some stories, you will find pure love, deep care, and loyalty, where people are kind, caring, gentle and happy. But for every nice story, there is a dark one. Other stories explore the darker side of people: tales about total control and dominance, the cold fight for power, and hard stories filled with pain, blood, and suffering. Get ready to meet characters at their weakest and their most cruel. You will experience great joy and deep sadness. Which stories will leave you breathless, and which will you remember the most? WARNING ⚠️ This story contains • strong sexual content, Smut, strong language, anal sex, grooming, virgin, spanking, yearning, dark romance, orgasm denial, fear play, •obsessive, violent, possession, pleasure/pain, control, force, stalking •drugging, kidnapping, rape, blood, gore, torture, weapons, sexual assault, harassment, aggression •drugs, alcohol use, medical emergencies, knife play, and etc READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! My stories will either make or break you, good luck

The Witch: Children of the Moon Goddess Book 1 by Laurali_Violet

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The Renaissance of Catalina by urmomshoohaa

Catalina Azura's life ended in misery. For 3 decades a war has ensued between Elimina and Azura, and in it, Catalina was only a pawn. Sent to the Elminian kingdom to be wed to the Crown prince, Caspian Atticus Elmina III, by her Step Brother the King; she is sent into a den of wolves. She is timid, but there is one thing that Catalina has, powers, ones that have been thought lost to time. She cannot be discovered, as witches have long been feared and more importantly, slaughtered. In Elmina, Catalina treated as a slave, being abused by her own ladies in waiting. She's completely abandoned, with no one from Azura to help her, and Caspian? He has long lost interest in his frail wife. Unable to stop the war, she sees her husband carry her friend's heads on pikes from battle, another desperate reminder she is helpless. Eventually, Catalina is sent to death, on charges of witchcraft, by Caspian, all so his concubine can become queen. As the executioner sharpens his scythe, he asks Catalina for her last words, she only cries, pleading her innocence. She prays for a last chance, for whatever gods there are to show her mercy. What happens when Catalina wakes up back in Azura, where her step-brother instructs her that she will be sent to Elmina to be wed to Caspian? She has traveled 7 years back in time. Catalina vows to have her revenge on those who hurt her, starting with Caspian who killed her, and ending with the King of Azura who sent her to this bloody hell in the first place. She will rule Azura and Elmina, as queen, and she will get her revenge. The only way to do that? Be more dangerous than the danger. ----------------- "I assume you've never been told no?" I ask, batting my lashes and placing my hands on Caspian's chest. He smirks "Not ever." "Well then Your Highness, let me be the first" I smile "No Caspian. Go to hell" "Would you say yes there, my love?"

Rowans Choice by SPenBooks

Completed ✨👸🏼 Born to the fairy elite, the royal line, next in line to take the crown, a queen to be announced on her next birthday, with her royal responsibilities and...one choice... only one... everything else has always been decided for her. "Who has Princess Rowan chosen to be her eternal mate?" A question, oh a question, It was already whittled down by the draw upon her birth, a family name picked at random, to keep this fairy line fair, hardly fair to the one picking, to do so from such a small pool of options. Luckily fairy families were large but as Rowan searched the faces in front of her, five brothers... all handsome, all rather eager to take the beautiful Princess's hand... it was the sister, stood to the left, observing, that caught Rowans eye and if she only got this one choice then it was clear. She had read the rules, many, many times, they clearly state to pick from the chosen families kin, sixteen years and over only, nothing on the gender, not that it had ever been done before but rules were rules and Rowan smirked as she let her choice roll over her tongue. She would choose the one thing her father would be most furious about but couldn't change, her choice, and no other fairy, king or not could change it. "Andromeda" she would announce, finger flexed toward her, and the entire kingdom would erupt in the great hall with shock, as Andromeda of the sky line, was pushed forward by her mother into the mix with her brothers. "Rowan" her father would curse "if you place that ring on her finger your line has ended... please rethink your choice" But Rowan didn't care... and Andy had called out to her long before now, the beautiful brunette with striking green eyes, a daring smile and a powerful magic that Rowan had long admired. And after all... it was Rowans choice... to hell with the rules. *I DO NOT GIVE PERMISSION FOR THIS BOOK TO BE COPIED, OR ADAPTED ON THIS PLATFORM, OR ANY OTHER, BY ANYONE ELSE* *Completed February 2023*

Fragile Desires [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐆𝐱𝐆] by weekendlustt

"Kiss me," I whispered, the need dripping off of my soft voice a tangible weight in the air. Renata leaned closer, sending a jolt through my flushed body. But just before our lips could meet, she paused, her gaze holding mine captive, "You first," a challenge laced in her lowered voice. I drew in a deep breath when her hand pressed firmly against my back, curving my body closer to hers. "Me?" I echoed in surprised. A knowing smirk played on her lips, "If you want me to kiss you," she began, her voice a drawn-out whisper-tightening her grip around me and easily molding me to her body, "Then do it yourself." ♛ In a world of royal alliances and high-tech mergers, soon-to-be Queen Azura finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of sex scandals and murder when she forms an alliance with the headstrong Renata Rivera, the CEO of a powerful cyber security firm. As accusations fly and dark secrets emerge, Azura must navigate the endless waters of betrayal and deceit, unaware of what truths could lurk in the shadows. And with tensions rising and alliances shifting, Azura must quickly decide who to trust. But she quickly learns to never trust anyone, especially in a world built purely to destroy anyone who dares to enter it.

The Queen and the Quisling by balletfaithbooks

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The Royal Breeder by Nessie_Brookes

In the kingdom of Volsavy, where women are scarce and treated as commodities, a brutal tradition has been established: women are bought, sold, and forced into breeding to ensure the survival of the royal bloodline. The five ruthless princes rule with cruelty, each seeking to claim women for their twisted purposes. When Princess Aurora of the Zaverian Kingdom is captured during a brutal war, she becomes a pawn in their violent world. Stripped of her identity, she is forced to endure torment and humiliation as the princes fight for control over her. In Volsavy, women are nothing more than vessels for breeding and pleasure, and Aurora is no exception. But as she is pushed further into despair, Aurora finds a spark of resistance deep within. Surrounded by cruelty and exploitation, she must navigate the horrifying traditions of Volsavy, using her strength to survive and fight back before she loses everything, including herself. Now she is their royal breeder. ........................................ I watched our little princess whimpering in her restraints, hands cuffed above her head and legs tied apart, still tired and almost unconscious of her actions. Her body is glazing with a thin film of sweat, and she is dripping our fluid out of her. Her eyes are blindfolded, and her mouth is gagged, so she breaks into another cry when Dante raises the whip in the air and hits her. ******Previously deleted***** 📩 To My Dear Readers Hey love, it's Nessie, author of The Royal Breeder. My old Wattpad account is gone... along with over 100 parts I poured my heart into. Half a million reads, thousands of votes, months of sleepless nights-vanished in seconds. The character aesthetics I made with so much love... gone too. I still remember my hands shaking, eyes burning, feeling so hollow. But I'm still here. I didn't give up. And I never will. 💙

Empress Of Wrath, Blood And Desire by She-stay-lit

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Beyond The Ivory Castle | Humor-Romance | Historic Fiction (Completed)

"You created that absurd tale in a blink of an eye?" Zane asked, one brow arched in amused disbelief. She huffed. "You should be grateful, I think quickly." "Oh, I am," he murmured. "But perhaps next time, a backstory wherein I retain a modicum of dignity?" Aurora smirked. "And rob myself of the entertainment? Where's the fun in that?" Zane shook his head, but his fingers lingered a fraction longer before he released her hand. "I hadn't realised amusement ranked so highly among your values." She narrowed her eyes. "You are growing rather bold, considering I just saved your life." Zane, entirely undeterred, tilted his head with an infuriating smile. "Ah, but my dearest", he murmured, stepping closer, "perhaps you saved me because you cannot bear to be without me." She responded with all the grace and dignity of a woman at her wit's end-by clamping a hand over his face and shoving him away with such force that he staggered back, laughter spilling from his lips. "Gah! You are intolerable!" Aurora exhaled sharply, straightening her sleeves as though the mere act of touching him had somehow wrinkled them. *************************** Bound by duty. Shackled by honour. Tormented by feeling. Aurora lives a life shaped by steel and sacrifice. As a knight sworn to her realm, she's loyal, lethal, and alone-unshaken in battle, but increasingly undone in his presence. Zane is a problem: disciplined yet reckless, distant yet always too close. He never asks, never reveals-yet somehow sees straight through her. When a mission draws them deep into peril, forced side by side, what once was teasing sharpens into tension. In stolen glances and moonlit silence, desire simmers beneath duty, and silence becomes the loudest agony of all. As truths unravel and enemies close in, the real question isn't whether they can trust each other... It's whether they can afford not to. Written: March 2025- Feb 2026