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Princess Malia's Secret

Princess Malia's Secret

For Malia Blaze her way of life is almost perfect, her parents love and adore her, but they are super strict and overprotective. On her 18th birthday they turn her world upside down, when they informed her she is adopted, and she is the lost Princess of a Fairy Kingdom. She needs to leave her human world behind to go to the Erthesia Academy to undergo training to become a full pledge fairy, while keeping her true identity secret for her own sake. Prince Flynn Vermilion is the Crown Prince, and the most popular guy in the Erthesia Kingdom because he has it all, good looks, wits, wealth and the crown. He hates Malia for she is the only female in the entire kingdom that does not care about who he is. He wants to teach her a lesson, make her fall in love with him and then break her heart into pieces. Malia hates the academy, for it is full of bullies and bitches. They make her life miserable because for them, she is only half human and half fairy, especially Prince Flynn. But She cannot deny the fact that He is the first boy she ever liked. Malia was abducted by the Dark Prince and her life was put in danger, Prince Flynn realized how important Malia in his life is. He is the first person who rescued her and discovered Malia's deepest secret. Can Prince Flynn break Malia's heart? Or is his whole being including the crown will be shattered? Can he give up the throne in the name of love? Is Malia powerful and strong enough to face the Sinister King of the dark realm to save her real parents and claim what is rightfully hers? --------------------------- (Sequel Volume 2: The Deity Apprentice) Amara was chosen as the next Deity of Erthesia Land, because of her overflowing beauty and power. For all her life she lives in the Magical Forest, they forbid her to go outside until she will be at the right age. She trained day and night to become the perfect deity, she can't wait to get outside her world to explore what lies beyond the wilderness. Prince Benjamin "Ben" Neroz, is the Crown Prince of Elpizo Kingdom, he is the playboy of the Erthesia Land because he is the most handsome in his generation, smart and powerful, that is why the female population of all Erthesia Land is dying to be with him. Amara met Prince Benjamin accidentally in the Magical Forest, and she fell in love with him, but being the Deity, means she is forbidden to fall in love, it does not allow her to interact with other fairies. Can Amara alter her destiny, just to be with the man she loves? -------------------------------------------------- Volume 3: Prince Maverick The Immortal Prince Violet Huez is a Senior High School student who does not have time for love because she is so busy working a part-time job to help her mother to make ends meet. Then one day her mother got sick and asked her to do her mother's job as a maid in the Blaze mansion just for the day, but she accidentally broke the expensive vase of the Blaze family that costs a fortune. Maverick Blaze is the Crown Prince of the Immortal Realm. He visits the human world to enjoy, but he was forbidden by her grandmother to associate with humans. Maverick meets Violet and he wants to help and protect her, then he falls in love with her. To save her he offered Violet to take responsibility for the broken vase and he asked her to pay for the vase by spending time in the Blaze mansion. How can Prince Maverick stop himself from falling in love with a mortal girl? And how can Violet resist herself from falling in love with the mysterious heir of the Blaze family? Can their love have a chance to grow when Prince Maverick is summoned to come home to the Immortal realm to take over the throne of his father? Is he willing to give up his Immortality for a human girl?
Stolen Identity, True Revenge

Stolen Identity, True Revenge

Cold water hit my face, shocking me awake in the dingy back room of Oakhaven Eats. My son Leo stood over me, a dripping glass in his hand, his child's voice sharp with accusation. But I jolted awake with a searing memory: the Philadelphia alley in 2014, the freezing rain, Amelia’s triumphant smile as I drew my last breath. Then, darkness—my death, nine years in the future. My mother-in-law, Carol Bishop, stormed in, her face a familiar mask of disapproval, instantly demanding my meager tips and shaming me for being a ‘bum’ compared to her ‘hero firefighter’ son Mark. The stench of stale grease and faded floral wallpaper confirmed this wasn't just a dream; it was indeed October 2005, a year after Mark's supposed heroic death. Every memory flooded back: raising Leo alone, enduring Carol's daily abuse and theft, and ultimately discovering Mark was alive, thriving in Philadelphia with Amelia, my adoptive sister. Amelia, the quiet girl I protected, who had systematically stolen my identity, my future, and even my heroic father’s legacy. How could I be back? How could this elaborate deception, this cruel future I’d already survived and witnessed, now be my past? The echo of Amelia’s taunts—"I took your SAT scores, your UPenn acceptance, even your father’s story"—still stung with the force of betrayal. My own son, Leo, had disowned me in that alley, poisoned by their lies, abandoning me to my final moments. But in this inexplicable rebirth, the numbing despair I remembered was replaced by a burning fury, a cold, hard resolve. I was back, I was alive, and this time, the truth I knew would not be buried—it would be meticulously unearthed, weaponized. This time, they would pay for everything.
THE VAMPIRE KING'S BELOVED

THE VAMPIRE KING'S BELOVED

Alina faces difficult situations when supernatural beings and vampires overrun the world and stand firm as leaders. Surrender herself to the Emperor or let her family die at the hands of the bloodsuckers. ••••••••••••• I didn't know that my plan to go to a resort in neutral territory with my best friends ended up in the hands of the most powerful vampire on earth. A Vampire who sits on the throne and is notorious for his cruelty. Our meeting, which was so short, attracted him to me. He wanted me, and nothing could stop him from getting to me. When we returned face to face, the Emperor gave me the choice to go with him or watch my family and the rest of the city die at the hands of the vampires. To him, my blood was an ambrosia so addicted, and my smile could bring his long-dead heart back to life. Raised by the mother of the demons, the Emperor knows no compassion, but he slowly opens his heart to me, who has been dead and who I can't believe when he made me his chosen woman, his soulmate, his companion, Beloved him. He's willing to rebel against the woman who raised him. He put aside his respect for that woman for me. He chose me more when he was given a choice between me and that woman. The Emperor, who hated humans so much, chose me, who was just an ordinary human. This is my story-the story of fate's journey for me. I love an Emperor of Vampires. The Emperor Darren Phillipe Killian - Alina.
PLAGUE OF WITCHCRAFT

PLAGUE OF WITCHCRAFT

Deep within the shadowy embrace of the Whispering Woods lies the village of Black Hollow, a place steeped in secrets and haunted by the lingering curse of a vengeful witch. For generations, the villagers have lived in fear of Jezebel, the malevolent sorceress banished decades ago after a series of unexplained tragedies. But when Brook, a brave and curious young woman, stumbles upon an ancient grimoire hidden in the hollow of an oak tree, the fragile peace of Black Hollow is shattered. The grimoire, a powerful spellbook belonging to Jezebel, holds the key to her dark magic and the curse that has plagued the village. With the book's reappearance, strange and sinister events begin to unfold: crops wither, livestock fall ill, and shadowy figures stalk the woods. Brook, alongside her loyal friend Pete, the village blacksmith, and Parker, the wise man versed in the old ways, must confront the rising threat. But as they delve deeper into the mystery, they realize that Jezebel's spirit is far from vanquished-and her return could spell doom for them all. As the village descends into chaos, Brook and her companions prepare for a desperate battle against the witch's dark forces. With the help of a few brave villagers, they perform a ritual to banish Jezebel, only to face her terrifying wrath. The battle tests their courage, unity, and resolve, but even as they triumph, a new threat emerges. The grimoire's power is too great to remain hidden, and its allure draws a traitor from within their ranks. Betrayed and hunted, Brook, Pete, and Parker embark on a perilous journey to the heart of the Whispering Woods, where an ancient altar holds the key to destroying the grimoire forever. Along the way, they face trials that push them to their limits, uncovering hidden strengths and forging unbreakable bonds. But as they reach the altar and prepare to end the grimoire's curse, they are confronted by a shocking betrayal that threatens to undo everything they've fought for. "Plague of Witchcraft" s a gripping tale of courage, friendship, and the enduring battle between light and darkness. Set in a world where magic and mystery intertwine, this novel weaves a spellbinding narrative of a village's struggle against an ancient evil, and the brave souls who rise to confront it. With its richly drawn characters, atmospheric setting, and heart-pounding twists, this story will keep readers on the edge of their seats until the very last page. Will Brook and her allies succeed in breaking the curse, or will the whispers of the woods claim them forever?
Too Blind To See The True Lumina

Too Blind To See The True Lumina

I was Ellie Vance, living a quiet life, secretly the Grand Lumina, wielding immense power I called The Radiance. For years, I poured my very essence into Michael Thorne, elevating his career, believing our deep love meant a future as husband and wife. Then, I overheard him plotting his political marriage to Victoria Ashworth, and the horrifying truth hit me: I was merely his "Pure Spring essence," a convenient resource to be exploited, dismissed, and discarded. The betrayal was a relentless, agonizing assault: Michael left me to nearly drown for Victoria' s feigned stumble, physically forced my healing blood from my arm for her, and let her flaunt the Heartstone Locket he' d given only to me. He watched while his friends mocked me, then heartlessly tore the treasured bracelet he' d made for me from my wrist to buy her a trinket. Finally, he callously struck me, leaving me bruised and trapped after fabricating an attack, instantly believing Victoria' s vile lies. How could the man I loved and sacrificed everything for be so utterly blind, so profoundly callous, so unspeakably cruel? My unwavering devotion, my secret, immense power, my very identity, had all been meticulously used as a mere stepping stone for his ambition, reducing me to a disposable tool. But the pain, the incandescent rage, the profound destruction of my world, forged an unyielding strength within me. No longer just timid Ellie Vance, I returned to the High Sanctum, severing every last emotional thread binding me to Michael Thorne. I strode into his lavish wedding, not as The Grand Lumina, but as the "simple Ellie" he so disdained, utterly prepared to shatter his carefully constructed facade. My name is Elara, and from the ashes of his monumental betrayal, my true ascension had just begun.
Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

Too Late, My Dragon Lord Ex

"She is exhausted from taking care of a sick child! My heart-scale on this nightgown helps heal her! What does it matter if you lend it to her for a few days?! When did you become so vicious and cold-blooded?!" My fated mate, the Dragon Lord, protectively cradled his weeping mistress in his arms, unleashing his crushing draconic aura to force me to my knees to apologize to her. And all of this was simply because I slapped the woman who had defiled my sacred nesting chamber and put on my clothes. But I had poured six months of blood and sweat into preparing that nest, and that nightgown was embedded with his own heart-scale-the very scale he swore would protect me forever! When I refused to yield, he ordered his guards to drag me toward the Obsidian Tower-a pitch-black prison for the insane. "Lock her up for five days! Let her sober up in the dark until she crawls out begging for my forgiveness!" He didn't know that in my past life, walking into this tower marked the beginning of my true nightmare. During those five days, his mistress frantically spread rumors that I had gone feral. I was eventually dragged to the execution pyre by the outraged Clan. As the flames devoured my flesh, he ignored my agonizing screams, busy comforting his fake-crying mistress. I was left to burn alive, smelling my own roasting flesh. Reborn on the exact day I was locked away, I didn't struggle. Five days later, he stood outside the heavy iron doors, wearing a self-righteous smile, waiting for me to grovel. Instead, I smashed a chilling declaration of a "Rejection Ritual" right into his hypocritical face! "Keep the chamber, and keep the parasite." I coldly watched his smug smile freeze and shatter, then demanded, "Our engagement is over. Get your three million gold coins ready, Collin. That is the exact price for ending our contract and repaying my family's investments." He scoffed, absolutely certain that a Dragonless woman would eventually become the laughingstock of high society without his protection. He had no idea that I already held the deadly treasonous secrets of his corrupt military suppliers, and used them to extort my first pot of gold. Next, I will build my own network, completely cut off his domain's financial lifeline, and expose his parasitic nature to the entire kingdom. When his proud Dragon Castle is drowned in crippling debt and completely hollowed out by me, I can't wait to see how he protects his precious little parasite!
The Man I Saved, The Monster He Became

The Man I Saved, The Monster He Became

I am Elara, one of the last Sunstone Guardians, living a quiet, sacred life channeling my essence into healing crystals in the heart of the Arizona desert. To secure my people's peace, I sacrificed my vitality, marrying a wealthy, paralyzed Texan, Ethan Rutherford, to heal him with my life-giving Sunstone Seeds. He walked again, strong and vibrant, but my peace was shattered at a glittering Dallas charity ball when I saw my precious, living Sunstone Seeds listed for a twisted public display. Ethan, now outwardly charming, announced a cruel game: I had to identify my three sacred Seeds from a hundred counterfeits, or he would crush them, one by one, for 'research' orchestrated by his jealous stepsister, Candice. My terrified pleas were met with a chilling smirk, as security guards held me fast while my humiliation was live-streamed for a national audience. They called me 'primitive' and a 'gold-digger' as I was forced to watch my vital essence, my very soul, shattered into dust before my eyes, then ordered to 'eat' the pulverized remains. The unthinkable cruelty, the public mockery, and the desecration of everything sacred within me was a searing agony I thought would break me entirely. How could the man I saved, the man I married, become such a monstrous betrayer, orchestrated by the woman who now demanded my 'confession' as a fraud? But as a raw, broken laugh escaped my lips, the grand chandelier above us flickered violently, and a tremor shook the ballroom floor. My last remaining, untouched Sunstone Seed pulsed with an blinding light, levitating to blast the horrifying truth of my sacrifice and Candice's evil directly into Ethan's fractured mind, a cosmic vengeance finally awakening.
The Sculptor Who Became Queen

The Sculptor Who Became Queen

For ten years, I was Lily, the devoted apprentice, the silent force behind Master Thomas, the legendary sculptor. My hands, scarred and stained, shaped his clay, sharpened his tools, and managed his chaotic life, making his artistic legacy my own. Our bond was a monument, forged in the dust and silence of his mountain studio, beyond simple love or romance, more enduring than any fleeting passion. Then, one Tuesday, the monument cracked. Master Thomas, beaming like a madman, introduced Serena: a gaudy, perfume-drenched city creature who declared herself his "new muse." And then came the final blow, echoing in the stunned silence of the workshop: "She has agreed to become my wife." The woman who replaced me had never touched a block of clay in her life. His betrayal was a public declaration that my decade of devotion meant nothing, that I was easily discarded for a fleeting fancy. My fellow apprentices seethed, ready to protest this injustice, wondering why I merely offered a small, imperceptible nod. How could I contain the storm raging inside me? How could I let them see the truth – the bitter rage, the cutting contempt for this senile old goat who dared to light his own legacy on fire for a minute of warmth? But I had a dangerous secret: some secrets are not kept. A strange, new connection had just begun, allowing another apprentice, Leo, to hear my true thoughts-the ones I locked away behind my serene facade. He heard my silent, scathing assessment of Serena, my quiet strategies, and my fierce protection of the younger apprentices when Thomas demanded I bow to his new "Mistress." The battle had just begun, and the old man, lost in his infatuation, had no idea I wasn' t just a sculptor. I was a warrior, and it was time to reclaim what was mine.