Истории Morallygray

They killed her brother and broke the one law assassins never touch. Now the woman they buried is coming back, and this time, she's not restoring balance. She's delivering Correction. {New Chapter every Thursday at 12:00 p.m. Pacific Time}

Virelya has spent her life as a blade in someone else's hand. Bound by an ancient oath to Aethryn-the man who raised her, shaped her, and owns the rune carved into her skin-she has never questioned the blood on her hands. Until the night a dying stranger whispers a truth she was never meant to hear: Only you can set yourself free. Now every step feels like treason. Every thought burns against the magic in her veins. And when a quiet historian named Dornath begins speaking of others once bound like her, Virelya must choose between the cage she knows and a freedom that might kill her. But oaths do not break gently-and Aethryn does not forgive. Chains of the Sworn is a dark, emotional fantasy about control, survival, and learning to become more than the weapon you were made to be.

Blood and Ember: A Chronicle of Shadow and Fire In the citadel of Orison, where salt-thick winds kiss lemon terraces and the catacombs hum with old hymns, Nadine Arquette hunts what should not live and protects those who must. When a silver eclipse coin ties her bloodline to Lachlan Ryn-a white immortal whose gentleness is as dangerous as any blade-she is dragged into a forbidden covenant of famine and faith. The Covenant of Noonsbane seeks to sanctify hunger, to make thirst holy and consent an afterthought. Nadine will not yield. Between market riots, moonless storms, and rituals carved in salt and ash, she forges a new law of desire: willing, witnessed, limited. As enemies crown starvation a virtue, Nadine and Lachlan fight, burn, and yearn their way toward a balance that refuses to bruise. Their romance is slow and scorching, tender with sharp edges-kisses tasted like vows, touches asked and answered-while the city learns to speak a language where intimacy is power and restraint is grace. The night is watching. So is she. - ©️ Relle H

A forbidden amulet marks Lauren and Lindsey for death. One night. One party. One mistake-and suddenly they're ripped from their lives and thrown into a hidden world where magic is law and blood decides fate. A ceremony meant to "protect" the world is actually designed to kill them. Lauren learns to survive by thinking ahead. Lindsey survives by feeling everything-harder, louder, dangerously. As secrets unravel and betrayal comes from the person they trust most, the sisters are forced to rely on each other while the world closes in. Love becomes a liability. Magic turns violent. And when arrows fly and blood hits the ground, everything changes. Some echoes wake power. Others demand sacrifice.

Grief didn't break Quinn Morrow. It opened a door she was never meant to walk through. After her mother's death, a letter from a grandmother she never knew pulls Quinn out of the human world she thought she belonged to-and into Mirran, a hidden society of witches, Highblood nobles, and monsters born from a war that was never truly ended. Quinn believed she was human. She's not. She is Dhamphyr-half human, half vampire-and her blood is rare, powerful, and dangerously tied to the magic holding Mirran together. As Draugr-undead soldiers bound by ancient blood magic-begin to move with intelligence and intent, sacred wards start to fail, and the truth becomes impossible to ignore: Mirran doesn't see Quinn as a person. It sees her as a solution. Hunted by systems that want to use her, protected by allies who know the cost of survival, Quinn is trained by a warrior who keeps his distance like it's armor, guided by a witch who still believes in gentler futures, and watched by an immortal enemy who remembers every lie Mirran buried. And somewhere between fear, blood, and quiet moments she never planned for, Quinn begins to want something that makes her hesitate. Because the most dangerous choices aren't made in battle. They're made when you let yourself care.

People in the entertainment industry knew better than to cross Vincent Whittman. His influence stretched farther than contracts and cameras . Careers ended quietly when they stood in his way. No scandals. No second chances. Just disappearance from the spotlight. With his following growing and his grip tightening, Vincent believed he had finally claimed the top seat in the industry. Then he heard the voice. A late-night radio host from a small, barely funded station in New Orlando and somehow, everyone was listening.

They told Ariana, that Ravensward was an honor, a sanctuary for the gifted and the damned. They didn't mention the way monsters watch you like you're already bleeding, or how the walls remember every scream they've swallowed. She's human in a place that doesn't forgive weakness, and her blood knows it before she does. At Ravensward Academy, survival isn't about fitting in-it's about deciding who gets to own you, and who dies trying.

There is a moment where everything goes wrong. You've already passed it. Heaven let them in. It regretted it immediately. Static & Fire is a Hazbin Hotel AU about obsession, power, and what happens when two forces collide hard enough to scar reality itself. This is not a love story. It just looks like one-until it doesn't. Some connections are not meant to be healthy. They are meant to be inevitable. You'll understand later.

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

Ash Grey is a man who doesn't take life too seriously. A sharp-tongued, clever, and slightly mysterious wanderer, Ash drifts from town to town, relying on wit, skill and his trusted estoc to navigate danger, mischief and the occasional job that promises both coin and trouble. Calm in the chaos, quick with humor, and ever curious about the world's oddities, Ash attracts enemies and allies alike, all while leaving a subtle trail of chaos wherever he goes.

"what do you do when your sworn enemy becomes the one you trust with your life" Samuel was never meant to be the hero. Eleven months after his sister's brutal murder, vengeance is the only thing keeping him sane-or pushing him deeper into madness. The world already sees him as a villain, and he's stopped trying to prove them wrong. But everything changes when he's forced into an uneasy alliance with Ethan-the very person he should hate the most. Trust is dangerous. Feelings are worse. And in a world where loyalty is fragile, loving your enemy might be the most insane choice of all.

**Notice before reading** This is not a cheating trope , you'll get to know after reading 2nd chapter. 🖤🖤🖤 Aiden is a man in his early thirties and , Aurora is a girl in her twenties...... Sometimes, we encounter wonderful people at wrong time, but it's not too late save yourself from becoming miserable . In this story it is happened to Aurora. Aiden is Welsh king whose never fallen in love but falls for his rivals wife... "I want to burn his world so badly, but what can I do when his world is becoming mine too."

What happens when Death falls in love with the paramour he is gifted? Cursed to kill everyone he touches, beastly Lord Damien Casteel lives in anger and loneliness. During a rare game of poker, he wins the final hand against a petty criminal named Luca. The prize is a pouch of twelve precious gemstones. But Luca is determined to get the stones back, no matter what. Breaking into Damien's mansion to exchange the real gems for fakes, he is captured and threatened with death. Begging for his life, he strikes a deal: his freedom in exchange for his adopted son, Jemeson, who will serve the lord as his paramour for twelve days; one day for each stone. Although he is reluctant to let anyone into his life, Damien is desperate for companionship and finally agrees. What he does not expect is to fall for the tormented young man. Warning for: spicy situations, alcohol, some swearing, blood, abuse, and typical Christine darkness. There's no graphic sa, torture, gore, or animal abuse.

In the midst of celestial war, soldier April Haltriks faces a devastating betrayal, changing everything she believes. Behind enemy lines, she shifts loyalties and forges new alliances in a dangerous search for the truth that could cost her life.

Emiris is the city's deadliest assassin-feared, controlled, and owned by a master whose power runs deeper than blood. She survives by following orders, asking no questions, and never letting anyone get close. Adrian is a legendary gun-for-hire. He answers to no one, trusts even less, and never misses his mark. Freedom is the only thing he refuses to surrender. When a forbidden curse binds their lives together, they become unwilling allies. Every injury one suffers, the other feels. Every heartbeat pulls them closer. And the only way to break the curse? A kiss. But Emiris and Adrian are enemies-trained to destroy, not trust. As ancient magic awakens inside the Sorcerer's tower and deadly secrets unravel, they must decide what's more dangerous: giving in to the curse... or fighting it. Because in a city ruled by power and blood, love isn't soft. It's lethal.

The knife kissed his throat-cold and very precise. ❝Don't move,❞ Morgana's voice said behind him. ❝Not a muscle.❞ Sage froze. He felt her breath at his nape, warm against the blade's promise.She knew exactly where to place a blade. ❝How did you get out of your room?❞ he asked calmly. ❝Step forward.❞ He obeyed. She guided him through the narrow corridor, backing him against stone, trapping him there. The knife pressed closer now-close enough to hurt. ❝Drop your sword.❞ It hit the floor. ❝You're going to get me out,❞ she said. ❝Out of your reach. I don't care where you send me-as long as I never have to see Procris Saxon again.❞ Sage smiled faintly. ❝And why would I do that?❞ The blade bit, just barely. ❝Because if you don't,❞ she said, ❝I finish what I started.❞ Silence coiled between them. Then Sage moved. In a breath, the knife was his. Her back met stone. His forearm blocked her escape, the blade resting beneath her jaw. ❝You bastard,❞ she hissed. ❝Careful,❞ Sage said softly. ❝Any movement, and this becomes... unfortunate.❞ Her pulse fluttered wildly beneath the knife. He felt it. She knew he did. ❝Do it,❞she said. ❝You've wanted to since the day we met.❞ Sage leaned closer,Their eyes locked. ❝Tell me,❞.he said slowly , dangerously,.❝why I shouldn't.❞ *** Power is never inherited cleanly. It is taken-by fire, by blood, by betrayal. Sage Saxon, High Marshal of Wein, is the Queen's most loyal weapon-and her most dangerous liability. What he does not have is freedom.And Morgana Hawthorne is nothing but a pawn to get that freedom -THE CROWN.Or at least that's what Sage thought. Morgana of Bellorophen wants none of this. But when survival demands a contract sealed in vows,she has no option but to marry the man she vowed to kill. Their marriage was designed to end. strategic , temporary, and controlled. Love, unfortunately, does not follow design.

Diamond Nine: nine elites, one hierarchy, and a set of rules no one survives breaking. Kim Hye-in thought she could stay out of it. She was wrong. At Cheongdam High, neutrality isn't an option. Silence is participation. And the people you love become the weapons used against you. This is a story about complicity. About systems that crush you whether you fight or submit. About choosing who you'll destroy-and who'll destroy you. No heroes. No escape. Just consequences. Ensemble cast, rotating POVs No singular protagonist Dark themes: manipulation, complicity, class warfare Morally gray characters Slow-burn tragedy (not a redemption arc) Based on Bitch X Rich (2023 K-drama) Currently: Arc Two complete. Arc Three in progress. ~ Updates: Weekly.

୨୧ • 𝐴𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡 • ୨୧ (I litigi degli amanti sono il rinnovamento dell'amore.) In medicina, la Restitutio ad integrum è il ritorno alla perfezione. La guarigione totale, senza cicatrici. Harvey Vance non è solo un chirurgo. È un visionario, un uomo che ha giocato a fare Dio e ha vinto, creando un siero capace di rigenerare qualsiasi tessuto umano. Freddo, calcolatore e ossessionato dal controllo, Harvey non commette errori. Fino a quando nel suo laboratorio non entra Emma. Lei doveva essere solo una studentessa, un'altra comparsa nel suo teatro sterile. Invece diventa l'unica anomalia che la sua scienza non può spiegare. Harvey può curare ogni ferita sul corpo di Emma, ma cosa succede quando è lui stesso a provocare quelle invisibili? Tra bisturi, segreti immorali e una passione che consuma come acido, Emma scoprirà che la rigenerazione ha un prezzo. E Harvey Vance è pronto a riscuoterlo. 𝑳𝒖𝒊 𝒑𝒖𝒐̀ 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒊, 𝒎𝒂 𝒕𝒊 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒂̀ 𝒖𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒐 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐. ⭒ Tropes: • Medical Dark Romance • Age Gap • Professor x Student • Spicy - Tension • Grumpy x Sunshine • Forbidden Love • Forced Proximity • Obsession & Moral Grey

She was born into blood. Raised inside a mansion that looked like heaven from the outside-and hell behind closed doors. Y/N learned early that silence was survival. That bruises fade, but memories don't. That men like her father didn't see daughters... they saw possessions. Sung Baek Hoon ruled his empire with cruelty masked as discipline. To him, women existed for pleasure and legacy-nothing more. And Y/N was never meant to escape his shadow. Then came Park Jimin. Cold. Quiet. Untouchable. A mafia heir trained to kill before he learned how to love. He wasn't supposed to feel. Wasn't supposed to care. But he did. He watched her long before she noticed. Protected her without asking. Loved her in silence when loving her meant war. Their college romance bloomed in stolen moments and fragile promises-until Y/N was forced to push him away, choosing fear over freedom. Jimin obeyed. He stayed distant. But he never stopped guarding her from the dark. Now fate drags them back together-into a world of guns, betrayal, and secrets buried under velvet lies. Where her sadistic family hides monsters behind polished smiles. Where her brother's gaze lingers too long. Where every touch feels like a warning. And where Jimin's devotion burns deadly. Because some love stories don't begin with flowers. They begin with blood. 🕯️ He would burn cities for her. 🕯️ She would bleed to escape. 🕯️ And the past is coming for both. A dark mafia romance filled with obsession, forbidden love, psychological tension, twisted family secrets, and a man who would destroy the world to keep her safe. Some truths are better left buried. But not all graves stay closed.

A world divided. A bitter love. A deadly competition. And no one knows who'll survive. In a world that's divided into four kingdoms, Drakenholt, Aloria, Caldraeth, and Zarynthia, you're defined by your magic. Melody LeClair is a Null-a person with no magic at all-and yet, she's a force to be reckoned with. Trapped in the brutal illegal arenas of the grimy and poor Zarynthia, she fights for money, desperate to care for herself and her younger brother, Ian. But when Melody defeats a legendary Drak with an illusion-creating ability, her life changes forever. Her victory catches the attention of the rich and powerful Drakenholt kingdom, and suddenly, Melody is thrust into a deadly competition known as The Culling. Chosen as one of the four representatives from Zarynthia, she must face off against powerful opponents from other kingdoms, all while navigating dangerous alliances. One of which is Thorne Craine, a prince from the Drakenholt kingdom and the exact symbol of everything Melody has been raised to despise, who sees Melody's fierceness as both a challenge and an opportunity. But as The Culling progresses, it becomes clear that only the strongest will survive. With lives at stake and betrayal lurking at every turn, Melody and Thorne must fight not just for victory, but for their very lives. Trust no one. Survive The Culling.