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The city wasn't always like this. Or maybe it was - and Elira just never noticed when the warmth disappeared. The fog came quietly. First in the mornings, then in the evenings, until it stayed long enough to settle inside people's thoughts. Everyone blamed the weather. Elira knew better. Fog doesn't just hide streets... it hides who people become when no one is watching. She grew up surrounded by expectations, but never by understanding. Her parents knew who she should be - never who she truly was. At school, she learned the languages of the past and the secrets of forgotten rituals, yet no one taught her how to survive her own loneliness. Every day felt the same. Until it didn't. Adrian didn't save her. He didn't ruin her either. He simply saw her. And sometimes, being seen is the most dangerous thing of all. But love is never the only story. In the shadows of the city waits Selira - cold, powerful, and ruthless. A vampire who doesn't just hunt bodies... she hunts destinies. As Elira begins to discover the strength inside herself, Selira moves her pieces from the dark, turning trust into a weapon and hope into a weakness. And then there is Demian. His presence feels like gravity - impossible to escape. There is comfort in him, but also danger. He is tied to the secrets of the city, to the past Elira doesn't remember and the future she may not survive. With every choice he makes, everything can change. This is not just a story about love. It is a story about identity. About the thin line between light and darkness. About the moment you realize that monsters don't always hide in the dark... Sometimes, they live inside the people you love. And sometimes - inside yourself. - Elira Ravenwood

Wuthering Heights Reimagined: Blackthorn Estate ......The storm bowed before Blackthorn Estate. Lightning split the sky, revealing its jagged silhouette against the city. Elara Vale stepped through the iron gates, and the wind curled around her ankles like a living thing, whispering secrets she had once refused to hear. She has returned. Seven years ago, she had fled barefoot and bleeding from these walls. Love had clawed at her chest, consuming her, suffocating her, and she had sworn never to return. Not to Lucien. Not to the Estate. Not to the curse braided through the Blackthorn bloodline. Yet here she was. The doors opened without touch, and Lucien Blackthorn waited at the top of the grand staircase. He was framed in candlelight and lightning, his eyes storm-dark and unyielding. Recognition, not surprise, glimmered in his gaze. "Elara," he said. She whispered, "You summoned me." "No," he murmured, descending slowly, predator-like. "You were called home. The Estate never forgets who belongs to it." Her pulse betrayed her. "You've changed." "Only to match you," he said. Memories clawed through her mind: the moors behind the Estate where they ran barefoot as children, fingers brushing, laughter turning to whispered confessions. The nights in the hidden library, where his hands had once trembled against hers. The fire they had set together in the courtyard, laughing as the smoke rose toward the storm-heavy sky. The Estate seemed to remember, shivering with anticipation. "I warned you," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "This place... it will consume you." He stepped closer. "Then let it. I have waited for you for years. Every moment you were gone, the Estate and I have only grown hungrier." Her breath caught. "We can't survive this." "We won't," he admitted. "But we will burn together."

She was offered eternity. She said no. When a forgotten actress moves into a city that doesn't remember her name, she meets a man who has lived far too long-and regrets it. He carries an ancient truth. She carries the power to end it. Their love was never meant to exist. And immortality was never meant to be refused. This is not a loud story about saving the world. It's about what happens when a girl chooses to stay human-no matter the cost.

Some loves are forbidden. Some bonds are deadly. She was just a normal girl... until he appeared. Dark. Dangerous. Immortal. A vampire whose eyes could see straight into her soul-and whose touch could burn her from the inside out. Drawn together by a force neither can resist, they must navigate a world of shadows, ancient rivalries, and secrets that could tear them apart... before fate claims them both. Their love is inevitable. Their survival is not.

Every forty-five years, the alignment of the stars Anggara and Mangala in Kabalon's sky throws the entire nation into turmoil. Queen Aiyo, Kabalon's protector, falls into a deep, unshakable slumber at their sight, leaving her vulnerable to the Black Kesakten. In desperation, King Ijaya is forced to seek the intervention of King Aesar, the feared king who once sought Ijaya's very life Yet a deeper secret lies buried: an Aíma Bond between his daughter, Naladhipa, and King Aesar existed long before the princess was even born. The magicless princess refuses to be used as a "bargaining chip" for the king. But when darkness threatens to consume Kabalon, it is Naladhipa who must ultimately confront the Black Kesakten.. ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Bound to the King is a dark action fantasy tale. This story portrays a harsh world, including scenes of graphic violence (such as decapitation and bloodshed), life-or-death battles, and language appropriate to its context in service of the narrative. This content is intended for a late-teen (15+) audience. Please read responsibly. Cheers, **ERSULA**

The Man They Named Dracula The city learned his name the way people learn about storms-after the damage. No one could remember the first rumor clearly. Only the aftermath. A man who lost his company overnight and began speaking to walls. A politician whose career collapsed so perfectly it looked voluntary. A judge who resigned with shaking hands, refusing every interview, as if words themselves had become dangerous. People searched for blood. There was none. No corpses. No headlines clinging to scandal. Just absence. Hollow spaces where certainty used to live. Someone joked once, nervously, that the man behind it all must be Dracula. The name stuck because it explained the sensation-not death. Exsanguination. He drained people of what made them solid. I didn't believe it at first. I believed in patterns, in data, in the arrogance of men with too much power. Then I met him. He didn't arrive like a villain. No theatrics. No cruelty performed for attention. He walked into the room as if he had always belonged there. I introduced myself first. He let me. That should have warned me. "You've heard my name," he said, not a question. "Yes," I replied. "Everyone has." "Then you know the stories are exaggerated." Silence makes most men uncomfortable. It did not touch him. "They think I destroy people," he continued. "That I enjoy it." "You don't?" I asked. He tilted his head slightly, a quiet recalculation. "I enjoy precision. What people lose is incidental." That was when I understood why they called him Dracula.

The sea is calling. And it does not whisper-it demands. Claire Leblanc has always felt the pull of the ocean, a quiet ache beneath her skin. But when the dreams begin-of drowning in darkness, of emerald eyes watching from the waves, of a voice that knows her name-the pull becomes impossible to resist. Drawn into a world where myths are more than stories and love is as treacherous as the tide, Claire soon learns that the ocean does not give without taking. Beneath its shimmering surface lies a realm of forgotten kingdoms and forsaken oaths, of creatures both beautiful and merciless. And the stranger who lingers at the shore? He is not what he seems and makes her question all she's known. Ancient forces are stirring. A legacy she does not understand is awakening within her. And as the tide rises, Claire must decide: does she fight the current, or does she surrender to the deep? Learning, some stories are meant to be forgotten. And some legacies were never meant to rise. A dark fantasy romance where mythology and history intertwine and is woven with longing, betrayal, and the ruthless pull of fate, Rising Tide is for those who crave love that defies time and a world as seductive as it is dangerous.

🌊 "Some tides pull you in. But hers... never lets you go." 🌙 They thought her silence ended with the first story. They were wrong. When the moon rises over the blackened sea, the tide whispers her name- calling her back to a place where love is dangerous, and the ocean is hungrier than ever. He says he's here to save her. She knows the sea will make him drown. But between the pull of his touch and the call of the waves, she can't tell which one will kill her first. Because the ocean remembers... and this time, it's not here to forgive.

She is an eternal goddess with no memory of her past, only the silence it left behind. Fate keeps drawing the same man into her life-a connection marked by tension, distance, and emotions that feel forbidden. Something powerful once existed between them. Something that was erased. As feelings begin to resurface, fate interferes, turning closeness into hesitation and burying truths beneath unspoken words. This is not a love broken by betrayal, but one shaped by sacrifice and left unfinished. The romantic love turns to the game of fate and time.... An unstoppable flow of LOVE, Time and Fate

I ordered a $9.99 'Love Manifestation Kit' and accidentally summoned a six-foot-four demon boyfriend with red eyes, shadowy wings, and a habit of calling me 'little mortal.' He's perfect-except every time he says he loves me, the world literally cracks apart. Now I'm stuck between breaking the curse... or letting the apocalypse happen because my demon is just that hot!

After a long day, Ali only wanted a quiet walk in the park. But when a stranger's grip pulls her into darkness, her world turns upside down. She awakens bound and vulnerable, in a place that reeks of danger, with only one presence to acknowledge. Kayden. Handsome, confident, and wearing a smirk that sends shivers down her spine, he watches her like a predator admiring his prize. Kidnapped, trapped, and utterly at his mercy... Ali's fear twists with something darker. Is it obsession? Desire? Or something far more forbidden?

He's the demon she accidentally summoned. She's the key to ending the world. One word spoken from a cursed book, and Elara Williams bound herself to Kaelith-molten-eyed prince of Hell's Ashen Court. Now, hunted by holy assassins and courted by creatures far darker, she learns the truth: she isn't just his summoner. She's the Anchor... the living doorway to something far worse. And the thing on the other side wants her. Wants them both.

He ruled the night-cold, immortal, untouchable. She was the only light he ever loved. And the one he destroyed. Centuries ago, Lucien Moretti, vampire mafia king and heir to the Blood Court, chose power over love. He sacrificed her in a dark ritual meant to break an ancient curse-But instead, it bound their souls for eternity. Now, she walks the world again. Mortal. Reincarnated. Unaware. Living a quiet life behind sketchbooks and solitude-until one storm slick night outside a jazz bar, a stranger speaks her name before she ever gives it. Lucien is a man carved from shadows. Dark. Mysterious. Dangerous. And he looks at her like she's the last thing keeping him alive. She doesn't remember him. But he remembers everything. Until a single touch from a stranger awakens visions she can't explain. The past roars back: A crown set in flames. A wedding soaked in blood. A love that ended in betrayal... and fire. Every touch brings back fragments of a life she never lived. Every kiss resurrects a love that once killed them both. He's vowed to protect her this time, even if it means betraying his bloodline She's vowed to destroy him-without knowing why. But fate never forgets. And neither does vengeance. Because she wasn't just anyone. She was a queen once. And someone is determined to bury her again.

I don't have an exact description of this story but I can tell you what it entitles: ~ Plenty of New Fantasy ~ Lovely Romance and then Not-so-romantic situations with fantasy drool-worthy men. ~ Some gore, some darkness, some violence ~ A mixture of fantasy/mythical creatures ~ a strong heroine who is *not* a chosen one ~ definitely morally grey, not everything is sunshine and rainbows. ~ hot fantasy guys... did I say that already? Oh and can't forget the proper fulfillment of some typos becasue who doesn't love those?

Paloma Dale doesn't believe in magic. These gates seem normal to her, even with highly advanced spectral phenomena. But from behind the wall, the flame jumps out and marks her. The Noachian realm is harder to deny. She meets Izaac, a prideful noble, or blueblood, in his shadowed world, where he insists she carries the last spark of a power lost to history. Now ghosts, ghouls, and broods are after her essence.

I'm Emy Orlando and yes, I'm a normal girl, but when I entered that forest, I didn't know I was going to fall in love with someone like that. I also didn't know that my first love was going to be a vampire. 💻 THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED / DO NOT COPY

A queen of a magical kingdom(athens) falls in love with a human and is betrayed by her love and pregnant at that time. She vows never to allow her daughter fall in love with a human,and to achieve this she performs some acts that is irreversible just to protect her daughter. But will her offspring follow her ways and find love or reject love? this will be seen in the story.

Since high school, Meilin Zhang has lived with a haunting curse-she was born with the power to steal other girls' faces. One look of jealousy, one night of longing, and she could become anyone. Beautiful. Desired. Loved. But the more faces she took, the more her own true self began to fade. Now an adult, Meilin lives as a top model in Seoul, known for her ever-changing beauty. Behind the camera flashes and designer gowns, she hides the truth-none of the faces she wears are hers. But everything changes when she meets Han Jae-won, a mysterious and gentle fashion photographer who claims he can see her real face... and falls in love with it. As their forbidden romance grows, Meilin must confront her darkest secrets, the women she's hurt, and the terrifying cost of keeping her curse. Can Jae-won's love break the spell? Or will Meilin destroy everything, including him, just to keep her beauty? A gripping story of romance, identity, obsession, and a love strong enough to bring someone back to their real self. ........

Love is like a river, it flows easily even if there are small obstacles it flows But when fully blocked .. it stays there waiting to be flowed again 🥀✨