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  • Brew Books by ellekirks
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    Free to read! 19-year-old Jane, newly-single, moves to London to work for her friend, Kitty. But Kitty is hiding something about the café - and about Jane and Kitty's past. ***** If you looked at her Instagram, you'd think Jane had the perfect life. But a family tragedy and a big break up shatters that illusion, prompting Jane to drop out of university and move to London. She gets a room above a bookstore and a job as a barista, thanks to her childhood friend Kitty. Struggling with feelings of loneliness among the happy staff, Jane feels further ostracized when Kitty refuses to discuss Matt, who used to live in the bedroom Jane took over and who left under mysterious circumstances. As Jane struggles to find herself, and get the attention of the cute bartender, Harper, she discovers that the Brew Books café is brewing with dark secrets. [[word count: 70,000-80,000 words]]
  • All of Me by lydiahephzibah
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    Storie Sovany is used to being dismissed as the fat friend, until she moves from New York City to rural Ohio for college and the charming frat boy Liam Alexander approaches her. Torn between disbelief and flattery, Storie hopes her luck may have finally changed - but is it too good to be true? [author's note: this is not a romance!]
  • 𝙏𝙃𝙀  𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙃  𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙔 - #𝚃𝙰𝙴𝙺𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝙵𝙵 by JEON_THEDADDYOF_TAE
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    𝙺𝙸𝙼 𝚃𝙰𝙴𝙷𝚈𝚄𝙽𝙶, The Omega Born to Break Chains.. In the shadows of the 19th century, where Omegas are nothing but breathing dolls-used, silenced, abused-Kim Taehyung dares to dream of something no Omega ever has. He doesn't want an Alpha. He doesn't want safety. He wants freedom. He wants power. He wants to become a fashion designer-in a world that believes Omegas are only made to serve... He isn't the Omega society expects- soft-spoken, submissive, waiting to be claimed..He would do anything-risk everything-to make his dreams come true.. But can one Omega fight a world built to break him? Or will he be destroyed trying? " I WOULD RATHER BE A WH0R€ ON MY OWN TERMS THAN A SECOND WIFE IN SOMEONE ELSE'S STORY JUST TO PLEASE SOCIETY " - Kim Taehyung 𝙹𝙴𝙾𝙽 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙶𝙺𝙾𝙾𝙺 Born in a world that spat on his skin before he could even speak. In a society obsessed with pale beauty, he was marked as a curse-mocked, rejected, called ugly for being Black. They didn't just ignore him. They humiliated him. Before he could speak, they called him ugly. Before he could love, they told him he wasn't worthy of it. Every smile he gave was ignored. Every kindness he offered was twisted into weakness. No one wanted to see beauty in someone who looked like him. So when no one cared for the kindness in his heart-he ripped it out. If the world wouldn't love him, he would make the World fear him. By his mid-thirties, Jeon Jungkook had become the richest Asian businessman. A name that made Alphas go quiet. A presence that made politicians bow. Power. Money. Control. He had it all. But behind the silence of his success, he still hears the whispers- "No matter how rich he gets... look at his skin " 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍-𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎?
  • The game of love | Sherlock Holmes love story by Sullyismydog
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    " That's why they call it falling in love. No one ever means to fall." -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Sherlock Holmes. London's most eligible sleuth. Enola Holmes. The female detective. Mycroft Holmes. The government prick. Siblings. Family. Blood. But blood is about to be spilt. For change requires sacrifice. How much blood does it take to drain a man? How much pain does it take to see the truth? How much fire does it take to melt an icy heart? Sherlock Holmes was never meant to fall in love. But then again, neither was Kiva Taylor. Takes place after Enola Holmes 2 Sherlock Holmes x OC Enola Holmes fanfiction Copyright All rights reserved.
  • De Novo Adagio by sleepyiolanthe
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    "Come here," he said. I blankly shook my head. "Why?" "Because I'm your man." "You are," he says simply. "Since I met you, you're all I think about. I'm fucking smitten." In the quiet, secretive town of Mystic Falls, Virginia, Rhiannon Marsden was never meant to be at the center of anything. After a traumatic event forced her to leave her hometown, Rhiannon moves in with her grandmother, carrying more than just the weight of her past. Deaf and fiercely self-reliant, she has learned to navigate the world on her own terms-choosing when to listen, when to speak, and when to shut the noise out entirely. But Mystic Falls is anything but quiet. As she grows close to the supernatural inner circle-Elena, Bonnie, and the others-Rhiannon is slowly pulled into a world of vampires, witches, and ancient secrets she was never meant to uncover. Unlike the others, she doesn't rely on instinct or supernatural strength to survive-only observation, intuition, and an unshakable sense of control. It's that quiet resilience that catches the attention of Elijah Mikaelson-an Original vampire who, for reasons even he doesn't fully understand, chooses to trust her first. And where Elijah is measured and honorable, Kol Mikaelson is unpredictable and dangerous-yet equally drawn to her in ways that threaten to unravel them both. As Rhiannon's relationships with the Mikaelsons deepen, her presence begins to shift the course of events in subtle but irreversible ways. Loyalties blur. Outcomes change. And the fragile balance between survival and destruction begins to tilt. Caught between the silence she controls and the chaos she cannot, Rhiannon must decide who she is in a world that refuses to stay quiet-and whether trust is worth the risk of being heard.
  • 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 [ On Hold ] by aazyainks
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    𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - his massive admiration ╰┈➤ EKANSH SINGH RANAWAT [27] king of udaipur and ruthless underworld mafia leader. I have seen admiration all my life. Women don't look at me - they look at the crown. At the Ranawat name. At the legacy I carry on my shoulders. They fall for the title. For the power. For the Raj gaddi. But the day I saw her everything changed. Ananya Aradhya Singhania. She didn't look at me like I was a throne to sit on. She looked at me like I was just a man. No greed in her eyes. No calculation. No hunger for status. Just calm. Just grace. Just something untouched by this fake world. She doesn't try to impress me. Maybe that's why I lost. This isn't attraction. This isn't ego. This is love. For the first time in my life, I don't want to conquer. I want to protect. And I swear on my life- my only aim now is to stand between her and every storm. If loving her means becoming softer, then I'll become softer. ╰┈➤ ANANYA ARADHYA SINGHANIA [22] University student ,princess of jaipur I hate royal blood. People think royalty means grace and power. I think-it means [secrets and betrayal]. I was just 10 when my mother died. after 1 year , my father married to my mother 's assistant. Everyone called it fate. I call it murder. At twelve, I left for boarding school- away from Jaipur, away from marble walls that felt like cages. In this world, I only care about two people: my brother, the present King of Jaipur - the only exception - and my best friend, Meera Mehra The rest of the royal world? Keep it away from me. Especially him. Ekansh Singh Ranawat. He roams around me like some bhatakti aatma. What does he think - that he's some king or something? Well... technically he is. But that doesn't impress me. Royal blood is dangerous. And I promised myself I'd never let it rule my heart. No crown is worth my peace. No king is worth my trust.
  • The Feminist Ethics of being a Fuck Toy by Aviva_Smith
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    18+ Margo, a philosophy student in a feminist ethics class, crosses a line one drunken night and finds herself pulled into a dark, erotic web of desire and control. What starts as a whispered challenge spirals into submission. Four different men, all hungry for power. Belts on skin, knees on carpet, mouths filled and denied, bodies used and tested. Amid debates on power, consent, and fantasy, she surrenders deeper-to pain that blooms into pleasure, to rules that strip away choice, to the quiet thrill of being nothing but obedient. A raw, unapologetic descent into kink, hierarchy, and the intoxicating edge where feminist theory meets flesh.
  • My name is Pandora by llivvwrites
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    Pandora Eos lives in the confinement of her own castle, her mother is in a comatose state and her father, the King is too drowned in the sorrow of losing his wife to pay any attention to his daughter. The rules say that she has to take a mate in order to get crowned and rule over their kingdom, the reason? To insure that there will be an heir. A Royal arena will take place on the full moon, the Alphas from all over the kingdom will have the chance to fight for the title of king and the right to mate Pandora. A dark figure keeps haunting her, taunting her as if it wanted something from her, piercing ice blue eyes never escaping her mind. What will she do to avoid having to take a mate? And what does that creature want from Pandora?
  • Collection of Mystical Poetry by Iris-Gabriel8
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    Here you will find a collection of english poetry. It will deal with such themes as empowerment, nature, feminism, open mindsets or spirituality.
  • Knightress  by 21MistfulReads
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    In a realm where tradition binds women to domesticity, Laura dares to defy convention. Trained by her grandmother, Grandma Bailey, in the art of combat and manipulation, Laura seeks to become a legendary knight. What no female had dared to become. With unwavering determination, using her wit and charm to outmaneuver her opponents. As Laura navigates treacherous castle politics and battles against mysterious attacks, she faces unexpected competition from Prince Andreas, the Legion's finest. But as they join forces to uncover the truth, Andreas awakens a hidden vulnerability within Laura, challenging her to confront the scars of her past. Will Laura's unyielding ambition and cunning strategies secure her place among the knights, or will her thirst for power consume her? Dive into the world of Knightress, where tradition and innovation collide, and discover a heroine who will stop at nothing to forge her own destiny. Genre: Fiction, Adventure Key Themes: Empowerment, Self-Discovery, Redemption, Social Change ~ Weekly Updates ~
  • No Place Is Truly Still by Josephine_Dubois
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    What does it mean to be haunted? Long before the wood and stone began to crumble and crack, nothing sane or reasonable festered in the years the House stood empty. Holding whatever darkness and secrets within the walls of limestone and brick. No one, alive or dead, can truly prove to exist under the extreme conditions of the reality we have created or believe in. Before you or I began to see where time left nothing spared, unchanged, or unchallenged. Amongst the places where mirrors are broken, doors are slammed shut, and brick walls hide where secrets and silence mix within the darkness. You are now complicit, dear reader, in the uncovering of what is within these pages of my experiences within the Crain House. And whatever walked there did not walk alone, knowing there is truth behind madness and lies.
  • Dear Diaspora, You're Not The Main Character by PigDog31
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    Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.
  • Now, More Than Ever by apriums
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    Leith Dyer is a columnist at successful online magazine Marigold. After two years of writing low-stake lists and occasionally helping to create a crossword puzzle or two, Marigold's editor-in-chief thinks it's time for Leith to write her first actual column - also known as an 'in'-piece - for this year's summer editions. The catch? The column has to be a witty, swoon-worthy commentary on today's dating market, with the red string tying everything together being nine first dates. For someone who's never dated before, that's a lot. But Leith seems to have no choice. In the midst of publicity chaos, online opinions, ship-wars and trying to hone her craft, Leith decides that the only way to not completely embarrass herself for all of the internet to see, is to take on a character. But when the success of her column starts to spiral out of control, the lines between the character Leith, the person Leith, and the columnist Leith start to blur. How much of her is real, and how much is fictional? And when it all comes down to it, which of these nine men even know the real her? A contemporary workplace romance about visibility, authorship, and the uncomfortable truth that some stories don't stay within the boundaries you set for them. New chapters every monday! Achievements :) #1 in firstdates #1 in cerebralpalsy #3 in freeyourbody
  • Sparkle Volume One by Pll017
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    Formerly known as Bulletproof Volume One In the world called the Lively, life is literally a fairy tale, where fairies live in huts and Cinderella gets abandoned by the Prince. A land of happily afters...or is it? In 2018, an adopted fairy princess Flume-Ophelia runs away from her fairy tale world, leaving her life behind. More than two years later, Flume lives a normal life in the Human World away from the consequences of evil and the tight controlling council who wishes to persecute her because of her unique ability to create fire. She spends her days as simply Ophelia, attempting to enjoy her twenties while navigating a pandemic with her roommates. After a planned visit to Neverland to visit her eternally teenaged adopted parents, the kind yet forceful tree nymph Maleficent and the grumpy Peter Pan, Flume-Ophelia discovers an evil villain stealing something valuable in the asylum prison of Wonderland, something that could potentially cause the end of the world. A nineteen-year-old Flume returns to the shattered world she once knew and is reluctantly forced to save the world. But how much will it cost her? #1 in Summertime Sadness Awards ( Fantasy Category) #2 in the Vintage Glamour Awards
  • Paragon by Vortex207
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    Nova Paragon seems to have it all figured out. Coming from a wealthy family and currently getting an education at New York University, she's living every girl's dream; well maybe not every girl because her life seems pretty niche, but still. She's on the track team and has a promising career in architecture. Amongst all the good things going on for her there's one thing that refuses to bend to her will, her love life. Time and time again she has gotten on the wagon of love and fallen off. Will her next quest for love be fruitful or futile?
  • You and Me || Fred Weasley by Slytherunex
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    "She likes him. He likes her. Everyone knows, except them." Leila Bronwyn became friends with Fred Weasley during her early years at Hogwarts. As time passes, she finds herself navigating personal struggles alongside the complexities of their ever-changing friendship. What begins with stolen laughs in the corridors slowly develops into something far more than either of them ever expected. Started: 31/08/26 Ended: --
  • Dancing in the Rain by LyrisSun
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    In the ceaseless downpour of circumstance, we are not condemned to await the clearing of skies; our freedom lies in the choreography of our steps amidst the deluge. Existence is not given-it is chosen, moment by moment, in the naming of what we will become. To name is to create; to create is to assert that reality is not fixed but forged in the crucible of will. The dance-that defiant movement against the weight of the world-is the truest form of resistance. For in dancing, we refuse to be mere victims of the storm; we become its interpreters, its partners, its conquerors. The rain never truly ceases; we simply learn to move within it.
  • Paper by BekkyBerg
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    In the town of Comfort, a woman's face is an obscenity. On the day the town counts you a woman, you are given your cover - a plain paper bag, two holes cut for the eyes - and you wear it every time you are seen. The paper thins the air. To be a woman in Comfort is to breathe less, and to thank them for it. The men wear nothing. The men have faces. Wren has worn her cover well for seventeen years. Then it tears - and for one impossible breath, she tastes clean air. Now she wants more. But in Comfort, one woman's freedom is paid for by all the others. The Registrar is already hunting the girl who breathes too easily. And the only way to end it is to send the shame back to the men who invented it - before the trail leads home, before her little sister is counted, before the town takes her face for good. The truth about Comfort was never that women are shameful. The truth is that someone decided it - and wrote it down. New Chapers every Wednesday and Sunday
  • The Stars Don't Ask by solwritez_143
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    WHEESA AU- Harry Potter & Omegaverse AU Ahn Hyejin has been waiting for this her whole life. Three years of picturing a prince. Thirteen years of trusting the stars. One midnight walk through Hogwarts' wildest garden - and there she is. Her soulmate. Except she's not a prince at all. She's a girl who won't even look at her.
  • 𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐀 : 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 by ishiinks
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    [ Book 2 of His Series] At eighteen, Eshmita loses more than just her home, she loses her sense of safety, her voice, and the world she once believed in. Thrown into darkness, she fights to survive, carrying nothing but her fear and a fading faith in the prayers she once whispered without doubt. But survival changes people. And Eshmita refuses to remain broken. When Aadhvik enters her life, he doesn't promise to save her. He offers something far more dangerous understanding. Because some love stories are not about perfection. They are about healing. And some prayers are never spoken- only lived.