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Emilia Markham never planned to be queen—especially not to a king everyone fears and no woman survives in his palace. When her family is accused of treason, Emilia makes a bold and reckless choice: She marries King Lucas Rutledge, trading her freedom for their lives. She expects a cold tyrant and a loveless throne. What she doesn’t expect is a palace crawling with jealous women, deadly whispers, and a husband who seems far too interested in provoking her. Lucas is distant, infuriating, and impossible to read. Emilia is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and refuses to play the obedient queen. Their marriage quickly becomes a battle of wills, heated arguments, and dangerous attraction neither of them wants to admit. Surrounded by scheming consorts, a manipulative Queen Mother, and a throne rumored to be cursed, Emilia must learn how to survive royal life without losing herself—or her heart. After all, falling in love with the king who married her for convenience might be the most dangerous move of all.

The rules were simple: marry Damian Cross, play the perfect wife, and never let him see the truth. To the world, Ava Sinclair is the picture of elegance poised, wealthy, untouchable. But behind the mask lies a woman on borrowed time, driven by one obsession: uncover what happened to her sister, Lily, who vanished after crossing paths with Damian a year ago. Damian Cross is everything the rumors promise ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously captivating. He built his empire on secrets and shadows, and when Ava steps into his world, he recognizes a liar in his arms. Yet instead of exposing her, he binds her closer, offering her a contract that turns her hunt for answers into a deadly game of proximity. In his fortress of glass and stone, every smile hides a trap, every kiss blurs the line between truth and deception. Ava swore she would never fall for the man who might have destroyed her sister’s life but the deeper she digs, the more she realizes Damian Cross may be the only man who can shatter her… or save her. Because in this marriage built on lies, one truth is undeniable: No one leaves Damian Cross unscathed.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic If you want to continue reading, they’re posted on ko-fi.com/taro13755. It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies maybe more followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker. Wilder. No longer red. I used to be soft. Gentle. Human. Now I wake up wet from dreams I didn’t have. Bite marks on my neck. Moans caught in my throat. Static in my ears. I flinch at mirrors. I glow when the moon’s full. And every time one of them looks at me — really looks at me — I feel the thorns growing again. They don’t touch me gently. They don’t ask for permission. They take. They bite. They bury themselves in the cracks I didn’t know I left open. And I let them. Because they fed me love. They crowned me with lust. And now power is breaking everything that held me still. This isn’t a romance. It’s a hunger. A reckoning. A memory that never died — even when I did. Ten butterflies or more. Ten lovers or more. Ten or more reasons I’m becoming something else entirely. And I am the bloom. The chalice. The girl at the center of the storm, still moaning for more. Please be nice to me — I write this for fun and just go with whatever comes to mind. I’m not a professional writer, and I’m not planning to be. I just enjoy writing, especially slow pacing and dragging things out. Sometimes I confuse the reader by not explaining whether it’s the past, present, or current timeline. So, read at your own risk! If you want to continue reading, they’re posted on at ko-fi.com/taro13755.

•On the cover is Lady Elyria Valthorne, Matriarch of the powerful House Valthorne• Over 100 years of age and bears the mutation known as Emotion Fire• Warning! Warning! Warning! This novel is only for a cultured man. If you like ancient, powerful Clans, political families and the interjection of royal families in a world ruled by the primordial energy of different religions this is the spot for you! MC is a shameless scoundrel and only seeks out for his own benefit. Every woman in his harem has a role to play as he never gives his delicious cock for free, it's literally gold in flesh. No netorare, No Yuri. Yes Netori, Yes Harem, Yes Smut, Yes Emersive Plot. I Repeat this novel is only for the cultured man!

In the 34th year of Konoha’s existence, the Uchiha clan gave birth to a mission-obsessed maniac. Ask him why he risks his life so recklessly, and he’ll only give one answer: “I need to gain experience points… by drawing cards.” Character cards obtained: [Uchiha Madara (Youth)] [Namikaze Minato (Adult)] [Uchiha Sasuke (Team Taka)] Madara: I see my younger self reflected in him. Minato: It feels like I’ve always lived in Genji’s shadow. Fugaku: This is bad! That brat is targeting Mikoto?! Visit my Patreon to read up to 53 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu

“Everything I’ve done was for them… and now, no one can stop me. No one, except, perhaps… her". For centuries, civilizations have been built upon stories. Some sacred, others forbidden. But every story is a form of power. And every truth, a form of rebellion. This Book 1 speaks of guilt, faith, crushing responsibilities, and the first tremor of a love that does not yet understand the magnitude of what it will one day destroy. It is not rebellion yet; it is the dawn before the tragedy. I am not trying to retell Dragon Age: Inquisition. The explosion of the Conclave is only the starting point that allows me to narrate another story... the intimate origin of a relationship that will change the world. When I began writing this story during the pandemic, I too believed the tale Solas had sold us. But I came to understand it was only one version within a greater fiction. He was, after all, remembered as the god of Lies, Treachery and Rebellion, depending upon the story. This book is the origin of the woman behind the myth, and of love before the fall. It is an elven tragedy, and all I want is to bare the wound. "I'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans...That's my man..." All recognizable characters, settings, names, and lore belong to EA and BioWare. This is a fan work based on the Dragon Age universe. Original characters may appear, but the story remains grounded in the world created by BioWare. I am not affiliated with the copyright holders in any way. No copyright infringement is intended. It took me a long time to find the right tone and turn for this story. This is the third time I write about them, and the first time it truly feels like the story moves forward. Solas is a character who touched something deeply personal in me, a thread of rebellion that runs through my own life. I always felt I owed him a fic. Though perhaps… I owed it to myself. Writing this was beautiful. A personal journey, through and through. This is my little gift to the community, but also, to the apostate I became. “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.” Inspirations: All the Dragon Age novels, codex, and games. Epic: The Musical by Jorge Rivera-Herrans The Misery - Sonata Arctica (Cap "Lady Pain") "The Grand Design" by Stephen Hawking "Escape from Freedom" by Erich Fromm "Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind" by Yuval Noah Harari "Nexus: A Brief History of Information Networks from the Stone Age to AI" by Yuval Noah Harari "A Long Way Gone" by Ishmael Beah "An american slave's journey to freedom" by Frederick Douglass "Perreo. Una revolución" by Cazzu "Everything I'll say to you tomorrow" by Elísabet Benavent "The Spinoza problem" by Irvin D. Yalom

What will happen if two souls of the same gender intertwine with each other? Would you call it fate or a tragic love story? When Sebastian Leopold Ashbourne, an infamous marshal and the ultimate weapon of the imperial family, with a frigid personality as cold as ice, has led another victory in war, an offering for blessings awaits him at the temple, which he despises to the core. There, he meets the newly appointed priest, Julianne, whose voice is as soothing as the melody of a lullaby. Sebastian feels at ease whenever he is around him, leading him to crave more of his attention, which pulls Julianne deeper into the gentle personality he shows, contrasting with the rumors. "If loving you was a sin, then I'll gladly take God's punishment with open arms..." Sebastian whispers to the air as he affectionately touches the letter with his lips. Will the unconditional love between a devout worshipper of God and a noble soldier blossom in a time and place where loving someone of the same gender is considered an infectious disease? Only time will tell...... Hola! This is the very first series of 19th Century Love: Holy Possession! I hope you all have fun reading! Don't forget to show your support and reach me on my Instagram for any recommendations! Warning: This is a Bl novel, so if you are homophobic then don't bother reading! Thank you! Follow me on insta: @maiii.dearest #bl #boyslove #history #noblexcommoner #priestxnoblesoldier #drama #yaoi #tragedy #uncondionallove #love #romance #coldblooded #lovestory

Hazekaya Hazuki got drunk... and woke up in another world. No hero summoning, no goddess, no cheat skills. Just a hangover and a whole lot of confusion. Dragged into this world by unknown force, he now lives like an aimless adventurer. Wandering from town to town, doing odd jobs just to afford food, grilled meat, and a bed to crash in. No real goal. No grand destiny. Just sightseeing, survival, and wondering how his life got this weird. Things only get stranger when he meets Ellyn, a sharp-tongued cat girl with secrets of her own, and Ridan, a floating spirit with ancient knowledge and too many opinions. Getting dragged into dungeon trouble, noble conspiracies, summoned hero wars, and cursed objects. Hazuki’s just trying to mind his business, enjoy the scenery, and ignore the fact that everyone thinks he’s a crazy guy for talking to someone they can’t see. He’s not a hero. He’s not even trying. But the world seems dead set on dragging him into something bigger, whether he likes it or not.

“Shit, why this guy!?” Of all the unique characters he could’ve transmigrated as, it had to be the bastard instructor. Vanitas Astrea. A third-rate middle game boss, who was dismissed from the University after severe allegations, losing his teaching profession and ultimately, exiled from the Empire. “.....How did I even get here!?” Vanitas must now circumvent his way around this new world, confront his past, mend broken relationships, and prevent looming tragedies that would lead to his demise. —————————————— More illustrations in the server. Discord: https://discord.gg/zukKB2ppDp

When a die-hard fan of the iconic sitcom Modern Family is reborn into the show’s universe, the script is officially thrown out the window. Reincarnated as Mason Delgado-Pritchett, the fifteen-year-old biological son of Gloria and her first husband, Javier, Mason is the elder brother Manny always looked up to. Following a "miraculous" survival of a freak accident while traveling back to Los Angeles, Mason returns to the Pritchett household equipped with a "Peak Athlete Physique" and "Total Recall"—an encyclopedic memory of the show's timeline and the secrets of the world he now inhabits. As the series begins, Mason stands as a bridge between Gloria’s fiery Colombian past and Jay’s traditional American present. At the same age as his step-cousin Haley Dunphy, he enters the high school scene not as a victim, but as a physical and intellectual powerhouse. With the knowledge of exactly how every family drama unfolds, Mason is ready to ensure the Delgado-Pritchett legacy isn't just a sitcom trope, but a dynasty. IT WILL NOT BE 100% LIKE TV SERIES THIS IS MY TAKE ON MODERN FAMILY READ IT WITH OPEN MIND

Elio was an average person. Below average, even. He had no redeeming qualities, living alone in a small apartment in the city. He struggled to find money to survive and live his high school life. He was a loner with no friends, and the reason for that was... He believed that there were monsters who had the appearance of humans living amongst them, and those monsters killed humans and ate them. Unbeknownst to him, on the evening of a full-moon night, his life will change completely, and he will discover something about himself that he never realized before. That secret will make him the target of extremely strong individuals, ones who would do anything to take him. Even if that meant marrying him.

Have you ever loved someone enough to let them ruin you? Hatred turns intimate. Violence turns protective. Control turns possessive. Lines blur until neither knows where revenge ends and devotion begins. This is not a love story. It’s a descent. A dark romance of power, cruelty, obsession, and the kind of attachment that doesn’t ask to be healthy—only eternal.

Ryan Reynolds was a simple transfer student in Fuyuki City, worried about food bills and his eccentric hobby of collecting expensive antiques. That changed the moment he dodged a speeding truck. When he comes to himself, his mind is no longer his own. Flooded with memories of a "past life," Ryan realizes he’s trapped in a world he once knew as fiction—the brutal, high-stakes universe of Fate. With the Fifth Holy Grail War just two months away, he knows Fuyuki is destined to become a graveyard of mages and legendary heroes. His first instinct? Run. Run faster than any Legendary Hero or Heroic Spirit ever could. Give a giant middle finger to the whole Fate Verse. But an accident changes everything.

Li Yuan transmigrates into a parallel world where Pokémon roam, awakening the powerful "Trainer Encyclopedia System". Armed with a unique Aura that shatters genetic limits, he empowers his Pokémon with godlike abilities. To unlock ultimate rewards, he must conquer and seduce iconic female trainers across the region. From Delia to the fiery May and the elegant Erika, Li Yuan builds a legendary harem. Novel Tags：Pokémon Fanfiction，System，Transmigration，Harem，Power Fantasy，Romance

Damaris has always lived freely in Wisteria—until a strange gardener arrives, disrupting the tranquility she once knew. His cold gaze follows her with unsettling intensity, and his indifference irritates her more than she would care to admit. Their encounters are marked by clashing wills and unspoken tension, each meeting drawing them closer, with irritation shifting to unease and unease to something neither of them can dare name. In a land of quiet mornings and dazzling nights, Damaris finds herself unsettled by his presence, sensing that behind his silence lies something dangerous.

https://patreon.com/Framator --- In a post apocalyptic Harry Potter world (AU), a Russian woman, Alisa (The Wandless Witch), is cursed with an infernal disfiguration. While fighting a demon prince, she was hit by one of his subordinates with a soul changing transfiguration. The demon gave Alisa a dick. Hoping to find a way to regain her dignity, she goes to find the legendary Professor McGonagall. Lots of fucking. (Futanari)

Issei was celebrating at a festival when a certain stall called the 'Throne of Heroes' caught his attention. Deciding to check it out he made a decision that changed his life and the lives of those around him forver

Not everyone is interested in saving the world, and not everyone is expected to fall in love. ☆ When Xueyao, the weakest blue dragon you can think of — is burdened with saving the Immortal Realm after crash-landing into an ancient god, a Black Dragon with the most arrogant and dismissive attitude more suited for a demon, and is proclaimed his tribulation guardian, she must either become a hero… or die trying. He avoided his responsibilities for one hundred thousand years, ushering in an apocalypse that he and his chosen must now wrestle through five deadly tribulations to stop. But maybe not every immortal is content living in a world without fire and brimstone. Slaying dimensional beasts and uncovering ancient secrets alongside forgotten memories, love or romance should have no place in the quest to save a doomed world. Or so they thought. Watch as a weak immortal dragon fights to save the world, and an irresponsible god, believed to be beyond saving, struggles to protect the one thing he cares for the most. ☆ ‎ ‎A tragic Xianxia romance of dragons, gods, and mortals, where love itself becomes the ultimate tribulation. ☆☆☆☆ | daily updates is promised!| | and lots of exciting divine drama and romance awaits you, come have a look! |

Blood , fear, crazy obsession.......... I looked into Ray's eyes hoping to find some kind of remorse, some kind of pain but instead he was smiling. That bastard was smiling. There was blood all over his hands but he was smiling............... With ugly memories buried deep down my heart, I dared to love again, I dared to feed that hunger again. I dared to be happy again because i never did anything wrong, but sometimes i ask myself "is keeping quiet a crime? pretending that I never witnessed that, is it wrong?" "does that make me an accomplice?" Moving on was not an option, it was a necessity. I just had to survive. In the process of survival, there is a crazily obsessive ex boyfriend lurking in the shadow, Ray Manchez.

Isfrid was a boy born into the Vaelor family. The Vaelors are said to descend from Dragons. Red eyes and red hair are hallmarks of the Vaelor family and represent their relationship to both fire and Dragons. The Vaelors are symbols of strength in the Eldara Kingdom, with Kael Vaelor, the patriarch of the Vaelor family, leading them. The Vaelors are feared by all, even in the royal family. Isfrid Vaelor was a boy born into the family during they're prime, but he was despised by his family for one simple reason. He didn't have any of the characteristics that define a Vaelor. His azure eyes and ethereal white hair were simply an insult to their family, their legacy, to their bloodline. This story follows a child of ice, born into a family of fire.