Courtintrigue Stories

Six years ago the empire took Thiva's crown. Now they want its loyalty too. Chief Magistrate Natari has one chance to restore her kingdom. The plan: travel to the heart of Ptolemy, navigate a complex court, and find a way to restore Thiva as a kingdom. But Ptolemy's court is not what she expected. She finds a charming prince who offers her everything she came for. And an archivist who knows more than he's letting on. One wants to give her a crown. The other is carrying a truth that could destroy everything. And Natari is running out of time to figure out which one she can actually trust. Call of the Empire is a clean action adventure/fantasy romance.

A bride in a foreign court. A devoted husband. A brother she can't resist. Alice must navigate duty, whispered secrets, and shifting loyalties-where every glance is dangerous, every gesture loaded, and no heart is truly safe. ///New Chapters Posted Weekly - Wednesdays at 3PM UTC///

London's Ton sees everything. Or so it believes. After returning from mourning, Lady Asher Draven intends only to settle her late father's affairs and keep her distance from society. Instead, she becomes entangled in the lives of the powerful Penwood family-particularly the sharp, unreadable Lady Araminta Gun. In a world of expectations, whispered gossip, equestrian rivalries, and carefully arranged appearances, feelings are rarely spoken plainly... and attraction is far more dangerous when neither side wishes to admit it exists. A slow-burn Bridgerton-inspired fan story filled with tension, layered dialogue, emotional restraint, and the kind of longing that lingers in silence.

The night Maelys was born, a storm made a decision for her. A desperate woman, a coerced midwife, and a courtyard where someone died in the rain conspired to place one infant in a palace and erase another from the record entirely. Twenty-two years later, someone has come to unmake it, and she has twenty-two years of righteous fury, a powerful patron, and the specific weapon of a truth that supports multiple stories at once. Raised in the painted corridors and orange-blossom courtyards of Solenir Palace, Maelys knows how to read a room before she enters it, how to wear humor like armor over something more serious underneath, and how to survive in a court that admires her with one hand and doubts her with the other. She has been exceptional here her entire life. She knows what exceptions are for. When the girl she unknowingly replaced arrives with documents, damage, and the kind of righteous anger that is the most dangerous kind because it is not entirely wrong, nothing careful is enough anymore. With a conspiracy threading through the court's most elegant rooms, a bodyguard who has been keeping a report in a locked box for eight years waiting for the right person to receive it, and a crown prince who asks before he touches and is not without fault and is learning the difference between those two facts, Maelys must fight for her name, her life, and the identity she has spent twenty-two years choosing rather than receiving. This is a slow burn interracial historical romance with explicit intimacy, graphic violence, and a world that does not soften its edges for the comfort of anyone in it. It is a story about what is owed and what is chosen, about love as a continuous practice rather than a destination, about darkness that stays and is carried rather than resolved, and about a woman who refuses, repeatedly, in every room that tries to define her, to let anyone else decide who she is. Dark. Tender. Permanent. Earned. ©️ _RelleLebby_ // R. L.

Matchmaking Madness - Volume 1 In the treacherous world of the Inner Court, even marriage can become a battlefield. When the Emperor decrees that the brilliant yet dangerously independent daughter of General Lakan must be formally acknowledged as a princess, a carefully calculated chain of events is set into motion. What begins as a political arrangement soon becomes a subtle contest of strategy, influence, and quiet rebellion. Caught between imperial command and his own guarded paternal instincts, Lakan is forced into a game he did not choose - one where every move could determine his daughter's future. Meanwhile, the Moon Prince stands at the centre of the court's attention, admired for his elegance yet underestimated in ways that may prove perilous for everyone involved. As factions stir behind painted screens and unseen hands guide the board, one truth becomes increasingly clear: In the palace, even love can be weaponised. And some matches are arranged not to unite... but to control. Disclaimer This is a fan-created work inspired by the world and characters of The Apothecary Diaries. All rights to the original characters, setting, and concepts belong to their respective creators. This story is written purely for creative and entertainment purposes and is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or connected to the original author, illustrator, or publishers.

"It doesn't matter anymore. All you need to know is because you roped her in, she's a liability." He cracks his neck. "Say goodbye to your new friend." The fae wilds were supposed to be whimsical and an escape from reality. But when Ursula follows August, a fawn prince of the Dawn Court, through a portal, she realizes it's anything but. Every creature thirsts for human flesh and blood--in more ways than one. As the two form a friendship and, soon after, a blossoming romance, they have to fight tooth and nail to keep each other alive, no matter the cost. Assassination attempts, time travel, and and evil hidden within Elitist fae courts will have them tearing down personal ideologies, relationships, and their own physical and mental limits. Saving the Fawn Prince will have your head spinning and your heart aching as both characters learn who they truly are, and what they mean to one another. + + + Updates Wednesdays at Midnight

A kingdom is on the brink. A prince is under siege. And the crown's most loyal lady is about to become the battleground. When Duke Leoric Karsyn drops the Ledger of Partiality, exposing the crown's protected corruption, Aramor's court scrambles to survive the fallout. Lady Rhosyn Valewyn - raised to protect the monarchy at all costs - must outmanoeuvre scandal, sabotage, and a growing northern rebellion... while the law forces her toward marriage and the court whispers she'll become the Crown Prince's queen. But Lord Merrow is circling her inheritance, the Crown Prince cannot save her, and Leoric is not merely the rebel she was taught to fear. He is a reformer with a vengeance, a duke playing a longer game, and the one man whose hand might shield her from ruin. To save her prince, her duchy, and the realm itself, Rhosyn may have to bargain with the enemy. Oaths will be tested. Love will turn sharp. And in a realm where paperwork can start wars, the most lethal weapon might be the truth.

A war orphan chosen as a pawn. A young lord born into a broken kingdom. In an age of fire and betrayal, their fates begin to entwine.

Edward never meant to belong in Camelot. Magic exists here-but it is controlled. Freedom exists-but only by permission. Bound by a ring and watched by the Crown, Edward learns that survival is quieter than rebellion. Some bonds are forged without words. Some powers should never be used. And some choices, once made, cannot be undone. Update schedule: Monday & Thursdays at 2 PM (GMT)

"Why does he always do what i am not expecting?" she said while lying on the bed. "He isn't good, that's what i am supposed to think. Then why does he not look bad in any sense?" she mumbled to herself. "Mumbling may reveal your thoughts to people you don't want to, I suggest you to either stop it, or keep the doors closed" he said, elegantly entering the room. 'So perfect, isn't he? The clothes are clean, the hair are set, and he does a lot of things that would have made me hate him by now. Just like he interrupted me right now.' she thought to herself. 'But why? Why do i always feel like he's always lying? Like, I have never seen the real him, ever?' she thought. "Anything i can help with?" he asked, seeing she was busy in her thoughts. "Nope. You can't help it." She smiled and got up in the bed. "I'll help myself. Thank you for asking though." "I'm your husband after all." he said it, and sat in his seat. Studying, maps for some reason.

The Mad King has buried four spouses. No one knows why. When Kim Namjoon volunteers to become the king's fifth husband, he knows it is a death sentence. With no family left and nothing tying him to his village, sacrificing himself seems like a small price to pay if it means sparing someone else from the curse that follows the throne. But the palace is nothing like he expected. The king is charming. The servants are loyal. And the infamous Jester-Jung Hoseok-is far too beautiful, far too kind, and far too impossible to stay away from. As Namjoon begins investigating the deaths of the king's previous spouses, he finds himself falling deeper into a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden desires. Every answer only raises more questions. The closer Namjoon gets to the truth, the more dangerous his feelings become. Because some love stories are cursed. And some monsters look the most beautiful when they're smiling.

Black Lantern belongs to Rhett: thief, informant, andBlack Lantern belongs to Rhett: thief, informant, and the most dangerous man in the undercity. Hidden behind the scent of a beta, he spent years building a criminal empire while protecting his omega sister from a kingdom that would destroy them both if the truth ever surfaced. Then his sister is taken. A plague begins spreading through the capital. And suddenly the royal family starts hunting for an unidentified omega connected to a bloodline curse powerful enough to bring down the monarchy itself. Unfortunately for Rhett, Lucien Valmere-a beautiful alpha noble, professional flirt, and political disaster wrapped in silk-is determined involve himself in all of it. Now caught between revolution, murder, and a kingdom rotting from the inside out, Rhett is forced to choose between surviving alone- or trusting the one man dangerous enough to ruin him completely. the last person anyone suspects. Hidden behind the mask of a beta, he's spent his entire life surviving in the shadows while protecting the only family he has left-his younger omega sister. But when she's kidnapped and an old prophecy begins pointing toward a hidden omega of noble blood, Rhett suddenly becomes the most hunted man in the city. Unfortunately for him, Lucien Valmere-a charming alpha noble with far too many secrets-has decided he's not facing this alone.

A rebel general. A disgraced imperial commander. A dying empire. They are destined to destroy each other, unless they can save the world first. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Cheng dynasty is in its last decade. The great river floods year on year, the harvests fail, and the tax men still come. The capital glitters. The south is rebel country. At the far edge waits a warlord who would happily let the whole empire bleed out, then take it. The heroine. Gu Yan. Born in a drowned delta village, orphaned by flood and famine, she joined a rebel column as a child runner. She rose by being right, over and over, when everyone above her was wrong. Now she leads the largest peasant army in the south. The soldiers call her the Ash General, partly for the scorched ground she leaves, partly because she rose from ash. Her gift is tactics. Her wound is that she has only ever survived by winning, so mercy feels like a luxury that gets her people killed. Her arc is learning what victory costs the people who follow her. The hero. Pei Heng. Last son of the Pei, a great clan the throne purged on a false charge. Stripped of his name, he re-entered the imperial army as a nobody and became the one commander who still wins. He defends a court he despises, because he believes its fall would be worse for ordinary people than its rot. His wound is divided loyalty. His arc is finding out exactly how rotten the throne is, and deciding what is truly worth his sword. Not the throne. They meet first across a parley, then a battlefield. Each is the only opponent the other respects. The warlord at the edge forces them into an alliance neither will admit they want. The real question of the book sits under all the war. Is there any peace in which neither of them has to destroy the other? ORIGINAL WORK

Part 1: He was born to be the kingdom's weapon, but she might be the first thing he's ever chosen for himself. He's the kingdom's golden boy. Famous. Untouchable. A sword prodigy with a perfect name and a rotten home. She's a poor girl with dirt under her nails and a family she'd burn the world for. Mallory Dulcee only wanted work. Jonah Kinley only wanted to be left alone. But when she's hired onto his estate, their worlds collide in the most dangerous way: late-night training, stolen moments, secret walks home, and a connection that feels like sin in a city that worships status. And when the wrong people notice, "romance" stops being cute and starts being deadly. Because Jonah isn't just a noble boy. He's Royal Hand. And falling for the wrong girl might cost them both everything. Part 2: He promised he'd come back. Then the King declared war. Now Jonah Kinley is trapped behind enemy lines with a shadow team, a mission nobody is allowed to question, and a hooded monster of a commander who smiles like he enjoys pain. Back home, Mallory is left with letters... and silence. They write to survive: love, fear, prayers, jealousy, guilt. Every page pulls them closer, even as the world tries to tear them apart. And when Mallory becomes a target, she learns the hard way that being "Kinley's girl" isn't a compliment... it's a threat. Meanwhile Jonah is changing. The war is changing him. And the man pulling the strings wants Jonah to become something worse. They can survive a kingdom at war, but can their love survive what the war turns him into? This is just a first draft so do with that as you will. Also, this may sound stupid but thank you to everyone who has viewed my story. I appreciate you all so much!

Let me tell you the story no one dares to speak- a tale the empire buried beneath centuries of silence, entombed in the dust of forbidden archives and forgotten oaths. To the loyalists, it is rebellion; to the old guard, insolence. But some of us remember an era when power did not mean cruelty, when the blade was not only a weapon, but a vessel for justice-cold, sharp, and capable of mercy. One was the fourteenth prince of a dynasty that shaped the earth with its will. The other, the son of a man condemned- marked by treason, shadowed by legacy, and fated to stand where no mercy should have found him.

Princess Elara Vance has one rule: trust no one. Especially not Crown Prince Kaelen Thorne. For five years, they have been at each other's throats. She is the "Ice Queen" of the rigid, militaristic North-brilliant, strategic, and ruthlessly protective of her family. He is the "Golden Shark" of the decadent South-masking a razor-sharp, dangerous mind behind a charming, frivolous smile. They have sabotaged each other's treaties, humiliated each other at royal summits, and made it their life's mission to see the other fail. But when a mysterious, deadly rebellion begins assassinating royals across the continent, their warring kingdoms are forced into a fragile, desperate alliance. The price of peace? A royal marriage. Now, Elara and Kaelen must share a palace, share a bed, and convince the entire court they are hopelessly, madly in love. The rules are simple: play the part, smile for the nobles, and do not kill each other before the wedding night. But as late-night arguments in their shared suite turn into lingering touches, and protective instincts override centuries of hatred, Elara realizes the most dangerous threat to her kingdom isn't the rebel army. It's the way Kaelen looks at her when he thinks she isn't looking. And Kaelen realizes the only person he can truly trust is the rival he was supposed to destroy.

Crown Princess Seraphine Marivelle has spent her entire life preparing to rule Rhesien. She can out-debate scholars twice her age, out-duel decorated commanders, and govern Solmiria in her mother's absence without trembling once beneath the weight of the crown. But no one ever taught her how to survive being loved. When the four realms gather for the royal courting season, six contenders enter the palace of suns - princes, strategists, poets, sailors, diplomats, and heirs carrying entire kingdoms behind their smiles. The North sends honor wrapped in steel. Cien sends charm sharpened into an art form. Ocaewiel sends storms disguised as men. And somewhere between prophecy, politics, masquerades, and whispered confessions beneath starlit balconies, Seraphine begins to realize the most dangerous choice is not who she will marry... but who she will become once she chooses. Because true love was never meant to be simple. Not for queens. Not for kingdoms. And certainly not for the girl the people call The Second Sun. ❝ Vrai amour n'attend pas la couronne. Il choisit, et il endure. ❞ (True love does not wait for the crown. It chooses, and it endures.)

She is the perfect daughter of the South; graceful, composed, and so controlled it almost feels like she has forgotten how to be anything else. But what they call silence is not peace. It is everything she has been forced to bury; every word she was never allowed to speak, every feeling she was never permitted to keep, every version of herself that had to disappear in order to survive. And when the Duke from the North arrives, he is the first person who realizes she was never silent at all. She has simply been unheard.

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟." Evelyn Windsor loved her quiet life in Delamite-the familiar streets, the rushing waterfalls, and the peaceful evenings. But when her parents are appointed as royal coiffeurs, her entire world is uprooted to the grand, overwhelming Royal Palace of Silverdane. Stuck in the dizzying maze of identical row houses in the Staff Quarters, Evelyn refuses to sit around and bore herself to death. Seeking a bit of entertainment (and a lot of distraction), she willingly signs up to become a palace maid. But behind the grand iron gates, the breathtaking rose gardens, and the paradise hidden from public view lies a world governed by strict rules, sharp class divides, and unspoken secrets. Accompanied by her cheerful, cousin Luna, Evelyn is about to find out that life inside the palace walls is far more complicated-and dangerous-than she ever expected. Silverdane rewards loyalty, but it also hides the truth. Can a small-town girl find her future here, or will she always be looking back at the home she left behind? 👑 Features : Palace Intrigue | Slow Burn | Forced Proximity | Class Divides |

Azalea's fascination with poison is no innocent hobby. Beneath her quiet obedience lies years of careful planning, and with every meal she carries to the emperor's chambers, she moves one step closer to revenge. In a palace where servants disappear without question and kindness is a weakness, Azalea must remain invisible while hiding the dangerous knowledge growing beneath her fingertips. Because one wrong move could mean her death.