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In a decaying manor where secrets fester and silence cuts deeper than blades, a servant girl becomes the key to unraveling an "incident" that has ruined an ancient noble line. Evaline is no one special—just another orphaned servant scraping by in the cold halls of House Eboncrest, where nobles rot behind closed doors and whispers of madness echo through stone. But when she's assigned to care for the reclusive and violent Lord Caelvorn, a noble haunted by more than his past, everything changes. After a brutal attack leaves her broken but not beaten, Evaline finds herself drawn deeper into the manor’s darkness—where every shadow has a name, and loyalty is a dangerous game. Her only solace lies in her lifelong friend Rael, but even that bond begins to crack under the weight of secrets, betrayal, and quiet heartbreak. As the line between duty and obsession blurs, Evaline must decide: will she risk everything to save a man who might not want saving—or escape before Eboncrest claims her soul too?

Whispers Between Enemies is a sweeping romantic historical drama set in a war-torn medieval kingdom. Alaric Thorne, a battle-hardened warrior bound by duty and vengeance, is sworn to destroy the noble house of Vale—the very family responsible for his father’s execution. But fate intervenes when he captures Lady Seraphina Vale, a proud and defiant noblewoman with secrets of her own. As political tensions mount and alliances crumble, Alaric and Seraphina find themselves caught between loyalty to their bloodlines and a forbidden desire that grows with every stolen moment. Haunted by the past and hunted by those who see their love as betrayal, they must choose: uphold the legacy of enmity or rewrite destiny with a love that defies centuries of hatred. Torn by duty. Bound by fate. United by love. Whispers Between Enemies is a tale of passion, betrayal, and redemption where even the deepest scars can bloom into hope.

Born the son of Brandon Stark "The Wild Wolf" and Serena Umber, Brandon's lover whom he married without his father's consent, who would sadly die in childbirth, the new Lord of Winterfell and Warden of North will be faced with many challenges. Will Alaric Stark succumb to the weight of ruling the north, or will he rise higher than even his ancestors since before the last Stark King knelt before the Conqueror? ------------------------------------------ Hey guys, this is my first attempt at an ASOIAF fic and while I have watched the show and read the books it has been a while so please bear with me! This story will feature a mix of elements from both the books and show. As a disclaimer, this story is an AU, there are two branches of House Stark that descend from the twin sons of Artos Stark and there will be no white walkers. Along with web novel, I will be posting this story on AO3 under the same name. I do not own anything pertaining to ASOIAF except for my OCs.

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

The gods are dead and the era of chaos is in place. Strange magic, stories of legends that grant humans power, a ruthless and merciless system that kills whoever defies it. It has been over a century since the first calamity arrived on earth, a being capable of wiping out the earth. Wonders, mysterious artifacts holding great power, arrive before the calamities and choose Avatars to embody their power. The world have gone through eight cycles of calamities and have survived all. This was a world that was written by Julius, a crippled author who died in an accident. He was reborn in this strange world of the novel he wrote as a very weak and insignificant character. Being hunted, he ventures into a story trial and inherits the 'Story' of an unknown god who was dead. But what was this that Julius was faced with? [You have awakened as the ninth wonder. Prepare for chaos.]

He died forgotten. He woke up legendary. Demien Walter was a nobody — a failed midfielder, a footnote in football history. Until the day a rainy road ended his life… and a second chance began. 2003. He opens his eyes in a new body — Yves Laurent, head coach of AS Monaco. Twenty-nine years old. Unproven. But now holding a weapon no one else has: Twenty years of future football knowledge. He knows who will rise. Who will fall. Which talents to trust. Which tactics will dominate the world stage. Champions League shocks, golden generations, tactical revolutions — he's lived through it all. No cheat system. No magic. Just memory. With Monaco as his launchpad, Demien doesn’t just want revenge against time — he wants to reshape football’s entire future. One match at a time. From training ground to touchline, from youth players to superstars, he’ll outthink, outfight, and outcoach everyone in his path. Because this time, he’s not just chasing glory. He’s rewriting football history. This is a work of fiction. All characters, teams, events, and organizations depicted in this story are purely fictional or used fictitiously. While the novel is inspired by real-world football mechanics, tactics, and leagues, it does not represent any real-life football clubs, managers, or players.

A sacred tradition, an oath, a covenant. It was all destroyed by a supposed mistake. Long time suffering, pain, and anguish. And all it took was a mistake for it to vanish away completely. Ever since being born, Avery had a complicated life, from being born a stillborn and becoming the will of the moon goddess to marrying the king of the Draconu Kingdom who was a dragon while hiding his true identity. "Oh, what do we have here? A pretty looking thing, well a liar." The laugh was throaty and deep and had me in a chokehold.  Gods! This wasn't supposed to happen! "I had longed for relief a long time. Maybe someone just like me will help me find it." In the end, fate is the determining factor...

#Fantasy #History #Magic #Darkfantasy #Shadows #Blades #Power #Ottoman #Dynasty #Empire The Destiny of the Last Ottoman In a dying empire haunted by shadows, a warrior returns with news that could change history. Seven sacred relics have been stolen. If they fall into the wrong hands, not only Istanbul—but the past itself—will be lost. Led by Sultan Murad IV and joined by his three sworn allies—Balibey, Cafer, and Kasım—the empire's fate rests on a single mission. Their first enemy is a demon-blooded figure cloaked in power and mystery. The war for relics begins. The destiny of a civilization will be rewritten.

"When the old gods are forgotten, they do not die—they wait." In the year 1025, the Viking Age wanes. Iceland bows to Christ. The Althing governs by law. And the gods of old fade to whispers. But in the far Westfjords, something stirs. Vetrulfr, a former Varangian captain and exile, returns from the East with foreign gold, forgotten warcraft, and a hunger no man can name. He comes not in peace, but to raise Ullrsfjörðr from ash and ice; building walls, carving runes, and waging war on behalf of a dying faith. From Reykjavík to Aachen, rumors spread: a ghost walks the North once more. Some call him the son of Ullr. Others, a wolf-cloaked demon. But all will know his name. and when the Valkyries call, he will answer.

In the kingdom of Moon Aires, Kassandra Escalante. A bold and spirited lady general, shocks the court by asking the hand of the 7th prince Kalix Noah El Greco, known for being unlucky and cold-hearted. “As a reward, I will grant you a wish, General Escalante. Tell me, what is it?” “I want to be a wife, Your Majesty. I want the 7th prince to be my husband.” Despite their contradicting personality, Kassandra with her power of luckiness and optimism, dreams a peaceful life as Kalix’s wife. They find themselves drawn into a passionate enchantment fueled by their desires. Will their chemistry lead to the ultimate collision of luck and jinx? Or maybe… fate will have a different plan to two people who had promised not to fall with each other. Is there a happy ending when secrets were lurking around?

The path of Leng Chen, a warrior raised by rigid rules, crosses with Mei Lin, a mysterious being dwelling in the heart of nature within a forbidden valley. This unexpected encounter, blossoming in the shadow of prejudice and ancient enmities, takes on an entirely new dimension with the awakening of a forgotten threat.

Title:Wu zetian(the forbidden throne) Author's name: Ajiboye Boluwatife Pen name: Black Mamacita's digital ink Prologue "They said a woman would never wear the dragon robe. But heaven has watched me spill blood without consequence. So if the heavens must shake, let them shake for me." The Forbidden City was heavy with silence, the air thick with the scent of blood and incense. Wu Zetian stood in crimson robes, her gaze locked on the dragon throne. "She dares." "A concubine. A widow. A woman." But Wu Zetian was no longer any of those things. She was the storm that refused to be silenced. The flame they could not extinguish. “The Emperor is dead,” she said, her voice calm and unwavering. “And I will be the one to rule.”

The year is 2494, and the world is not like the one we know now. Dominic Lazarus, a final year student is pressured by his friends to join the new MMORPG - World Conquest Online, the biggest and most realistic Virtual Reality Game in History. The Modern World is in a state of peace after recent conflicts between neighbouring kingdoms, but political strife is still high. With the World walking on a tight rope, will World Conquest Online give people the escape from reality that they desperately need. Join Dom as he tried to build his own Kingdom in the Wilds of World Conquest Online, as he tries to juggle his real life issues and those in game. As the Game slowly starts to take over not only his life, but the worlds, follow this growing cast on their journey. *Uploads are slow at the moment due to personal availability, expect a large increase in the new year*

"Until the Flower Withers" In a world brimming with magic, Luna Lockheart is reborn into a noble family, surrounded by love—but a deadly secret threatens to shatter her second chance at life. As Luna learns to navigate her new world, she discovers a life full of wonder and sorrow. From playful siblings and elegant tea parties to the haunting shadow of an ancient illness, time is not her ally. But Luna refuses to wither quietly. With her heart full of determination and her spirit as bright as the flower she’s named after, Luna vows to live fully, even as time slips through her fingers. A story of reincarnation, family bonds, and the beauty found in fleeting moments. "Until the flower withers… I'll bloom as brightly as I can."

Centuries ago, Freya underwent a traumatic transformation into a vampire, an event she keeps shrouded in the past. Her early existence was a brutal fight for survival, balancing newfound power with the guilt of her bloodlust and the need to hide from humanity. Over centuries of solitude, she learned to appreciate the mortal world from afar, finding solace in art and literature while grappling with her inherent limitations as a creature of the night. Her antique shop became her sanctuary, a facade for her timeless existence. This carefully constructed equilibrium is shattered by the arrival of Myra, whose desperate plea and unexpected connection through blood stir long-dormant emotions within Freya, challenging her centuries of detachment and hinting at a new, uncertain chapter in her long, lonely vampire life.

To secure peace after a brutal feud, Alpha Prince Zerek must marry one of the daughters of the rival tribe—the very bloodline he blames for his wife’s death. He chooses Aeris, the wildest and youngest, intending to torment her until her father breaks the truce... so he can end their tribe for good. But Aeris is not the fragile girl he expected—chaotic, sun-warmed, and impossible to break.Meanwhile, her older sister Selene, the family’s unspoken matriarch, is forced into a political nightmare of her own—married to the once-loyal general who betrayed their kingdom. Soren plans to conquer everything Selene has ever loved. But what he doesn't expect is the fire beneath her perfect poise—or how much of himself he'll lose in trying to tame her.As two sisters are thrown into rival courts, with enemies on every side and love tangled with revenge, only one thing is certain: peace has a price. And someone will pay it in blood.

the main characters: 1. Princess Xiaofeng (Fengxi) - the female lead 2. Bai Long (Lóngzi) - the male lead and crown prince Side characters (i will add more ) 3. Xiao Long (Xiaoxiao) - Xiaofeng's brother 4. Xiao Tianlong - Xiaofeng's father and the king 5. Huang Ming (Mingkai) - a friend 6. Liyu - a maid/bodyguard The story's got romance, revenge, and drama, set in a historical context. You've got a good plot twist with the marriage fixation and the mysterious events unfolding.

Leonara died. Not heroically, not poetically—just poisoned by some silver-haired concubine who probably checked her nails mid-murder to see if the venom clashed with her manicure. The audacity. And then—surprise!—she woke up. Alive. healthier. And, unfortunately, still stuck in the same mess, because the universe clearly had a vendetta against her ever having a peaceful life. Her first thought? "Run. Far away. Maybe take up farming. Or piracy. Anything but this again." But then she remembered: Velwine’s smug face. The king’s infuriating smirk. The fact that she literally died because these people had the emotional depth of a puddle and the morals of a back-alley knife fight. So, naturally, revenge moved in like an uninvited houseguest who eats all your food and then complains about the decor. So.... she ended up standing here?! Because fate was a petty bitc*h who loved irony.... The crowd roared like she’d single-handedly invented peace, prosperity, and really good wine. She got the Emperor by her side—the man who treated war councils like flirtation sessions and smiled like he knew exactly how much she wanted to stab him. As he lifted her hand to his lips in front of the entire empire, the crowd erupted in cheers. Leonara smiled sweetly, her eyes screaming “help me” as she mentally reviewed her life choices. He raised their clasped hands like a victorious champion claiming his prize—except his “trophy” was her, and the only battle she'd won was not throttling him in front of the entire empire. How in the name of all that’s holy did Leonara, —end up as the Empire’s shiny new trophy? And why does this man look at me like he’s deciding between kissing her or throwing me off a cliff? Damn womanizer. The worst part? She wasn’t even sure how she ended up here. But one thing was crystal clear: the next time Veluyin tried to kill her, Leonara would be the one holding the snake. And this time, she wouldn’t be bored.

If you wish to read advanced chapters check out my patreon.com/Dannycifer ------------------------------------------------------------------------- A declining empire, a turbulent government, a chaotic situation and an international environment where foreign enemies are spying on it, this is Spain today. For the first king of the unpopular Savoy dynasty in Spain, the most important thing now is how to secure the throne. (A slow-burning modern history, industrial infrastructure and farming) ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a Translation! i dont own the book and the credit goes to the original author. I will make sure to keep translating unless the author stops updating.