The Mad Wife of the Tyrant
As the unrecognized daughter of the Northern King, I've never felt a bond with my father or any kin of his line. To them, I've always been merely a tool, fit for political alliance or to be sold off for coin.
One day, out of the blue, I was dragged in front of my estranged father.
"Good news, my dear daughter. Your husband has been chosen." The King, my supposed father, uttered with misty eyes.
"Um... you realize this is our first meeting, don't you, 'dad'?" I needed not to ask why he suddenly showed interest in me; I was certain I was about to be auctioned off to some rich lord. Those watery eyes must have been from joy at the money he'd reap from selling his illegitimate daughter.
"Be glad, my child! The offer comes from Emperor Ícaro Brown himself!" The King exclaimed with a smile.
Emperor Ícaro Brown? The most savage emperor to ever live?
Even within the confines of the castle, word of the tyrant emperor had reached me. People are always discussing how many people he killed, or how many kindom he has destroyed. I believe that everyone in the empire, at this moment, is taking a bet on how long the new empress will survive in the hands of that tyrant.
Knowing I was destined to be sold off was bad enough. However, I'd much rather be shipped off to some charming northern duke than this heartless monster.
Yet, despite my fear, I was pushed into a carriage set for the empire. Well, if I am destined to die anyway, I might as well make some waves before I breathe my last. I will make a name for myself as the unhinged queen, the perfect match for a brutal emperor.
However... after I made some crazy actions, the emperor embraced me instead of chopping off my head?
The Nun and the Mafioso: This Nun is Mine
The young Ayla is a woman of good character who dreams of joining a convent and already performs activities there, mainly helping children. Additionally, she helps her mother with expenses by working in accounting at a company. One day, her department head brings news: she is now going to be the new secretary for Mr. El Cortez.
Ayla, known in the company as "the nun," is recommended for the position of secretary to the mobster. Lorenzo Cortez, better known as El Cortez, had no interest in relationships and was the king of bad temper. Ayla and Lorenzo come from completely different worlds; she just wanted to work, help her mother, and participate in activities at the convent, while he aimed to maintain his power in the mafia, indifferent to the illegal activities he had to carry out.
Could the mobster be charmed by this young woman destined for the convent?
The Color Of The Canvas
Alessandro Smith was raised in a family where torment and murder were chosen pastimes, and his childhood was marred by kidnapping and abuse. This volatile upbringing molded Alessandro into a cold and spiteful individual who held a deep animosity for mankind.
Outside of tormenting his enemies, Alessandro harbored a less sinister hobby: painting. His artwork stunned his teachers and tempted affluent patrons to part with their wealth for his creations.
No one really knew the ingredients of the crimson paint he favored.
An unexpected encounter brought a girl into Alessandro's life, challenging his understanding of the world.
Warning: This book is filled with violent and explicit content, which might repulse and discomfort some readers.
The Hollow Ones
The town of Black Hollow had always been shrouded in eerie silence. Tucked away in a forgotten corner of the country, it was a place that even maps seemed to avoid. It rained too often, the fog clung
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Between Death and Dream (1)
The dream starts like it always does. A train station, empty except for a handful of blurred figures. The air smells of metal and rain, thick and damp against her skin. The overhead lights flicker, c
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Unrequited: her point of view.
Have you ever had a moment when you felt the world around was crushing apart? That feeling that the ground beneath you is swallowing whole. Wishing that everything that happened was just a dream and n
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𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎
𝙼𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚢... 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍 . 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢
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