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[ Fantasy / Romance / MATURE ] The Vampyres of Gale are amid a flesh-eating pandemic, and Faerie tears are the only known cure. Livinia, a Faerie healer, joined the Human side of a Vampyre war in southern Nival to avoid scandal and the captivity of an arranged marriage. Upon "Liv's" return to her icy homeland, she gets put into real chains. She may have leverage, but it's not something that will set her free, at least not quickly. The Nightcaster Court is treacherous. They are rich, haughty, and powerful, but they haven't been hostile toward Faerie-kind since the "Vale of Tears" earned its name. It was before Liv's time, but it isn't any wonder why her people fled Crystal Hollows, a neighboring land that is theirs by right, at the first sign of crisis. Liv can try bargaining for the freedom she never had, but, as a rule, the Nightcasters are fickle, cruel, and can't be trusted. To complicate things further, there's Corbin, the ailing heir, and for every rule there's an exception. ONC2025 PROMPTS 2 ) To be in love with a demon was the last thing on your wishlist 41) It's a canon event, after all . . . she disappeared from the country . . . now she knew it was time to break free and reclaim her life. 68) In a world where a parasitic virus has taken control of the population, only a cure can end the tyranny. . .

Dominant. A person of aggression, disrespect is never in their tolerance. Prideful, strong, and fearless... none would come across them. Alexandrielle is known to be one of them, yet, she's different somehow. She's a female...a rare beauty and specimen. All males would kill just to have her. But that's the thing, only the strongest can be tied with the strongest. And the strongest of the male dominants...is no other than Zach Harrison himself who had done such unforgivable sins to her. Will she grow to forgive each and everyone of those who have betrayed her in the past? Or will she turn into what her grandfather fears the most? * He made a grave mistake, running between them, I crashed him in the wall. Throat between a vice grip of raging queen, he gasped for air. "No one, I repeat NO ONE! Has the right to hurt my mother. You have hurted her enough, you have pushed us apart, you have destroyed your FAMILY! And I've been so disgusted to even know that your blood is actually surging through my veins. But you made a mistake...a GRAVE MISTAKE. Because I'm sure as hell, I became the monster you always have your nightmares on. Wasn't that right, grandpa?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice and his face contort in horror. Even in my young years, I know he have nightmares about me becoming a monster, someone who is half-dead and only knows of destruction. That's what submissives and even dominants fear. A dominant that destroys, and I'm sure as hell...that grandpa is watching his very own worst fears come true before his eyes. Warning⚠, if you guys are interested in this, please find the first book which is in my profile. You'll be totally lost if you don't read the first one.

FOURTH BOOK OF THE CHRONICLES OF FANTASILIA SERIES 𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘈 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘈 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦. Xanthiene Vivenca, a fairy with a bounty for her soul, is caught between saving the island or saving herself. With the chaos reigning in the wake of the Imperial Palace's fall, the weight of her friends' betrayals and lies on her shoulders, and the inevitable death of someone she loved, she must sift through the island for a promise of changing her destiny. Nyxis Helgase, a boy with nowhere left to go, is stuck between his friends and his emotions. With the imminent attack in the Nature Fairy territory, the anger clouding his judgment, and a duty he can't deny of a friend, he faces a choice to either save his friends or doom them forever. Reeca Torlin, a disgraced heir, is torn between walking the path to victory and absolving her guilt. With two hidden bases to infiltrate, two mighty leaders to sneak past, and the knowledge of the real power they sought to defeat, she confronts a choice promising salvation on one hand and destruction on the other. Two more kingdoms are bound to fall with the Virtakios distracted. Cardovia is reckless. Synketros has no patience left. The choices are laid out. They only had to choose right, and decide if it's for their sake or the world's. ˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°• © 2020 (First Edition) © 2021 (Second Edition) [110,000 - 120,000 words] [Cover by @Moxartx ; Text & Graphics by @Exequinne]

"I'm sure most of us have dreamed of our happily ever afters. When we were young, we fantasized about living in a Cinderella's castle or battling dragons to save the damsel in distress. There are even some of us who have held onto this fantasy even as we've gotten older. Like me for example. I've dreamed of finding my prince charming and living happily ever after. It's just my luck that my "happily ever after" is in the future of a psychopath." Mallory Ryders is definitely known as a dreamer. A believer in magic and happy endings where good guys and love triumph all. That's exactly what she gets when she's transported to a different universe. But things aren't as she dreams when she crosses paths with the sadistic tyrant of the land, who is smitten with her. Now with a strange, but dangerous magic looming, Mallory must decide to stand up or run away. Twisted Souls Series: -Twisted Souls ~The Dark Prince [Book 1.5] -Twisted Hearts ~The Ice Queen [Book 2.5] -Twisted Fates

𝓐𝓷 𝓞𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝓔𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝕆ℕℂ 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟙 : 𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 ℝ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 ℚ𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕣 °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° This is for Open Novella Contest 2021. Prompt Number :- 39 __________________________ ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠... 𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪 - 𝕆𝕙, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖? 𝕎𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 '𝕩' 𝕓𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕠𝕟? 𝕎𝕙𝕪, 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 '𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕥'? 𝕎𝕙𝕪 - 𝕟𝕠, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕦𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Rage can be a strange emotion sometimes. Nobody knows what the outcome will be if one is overpowered with rage. Nobody is able to make rational decisions when they submit to this demon called Rage. And Rhys, of course, wasn't an exception. It was by mistake, and by rage, that he used his hand on his wife. But, actions and words are something that can't be undone. He knew that he was angry but so much that he used his hand on ... He knew even if Luna and Valerie forgave him, he will not be able to do that with himself. No one is that kind, especially not him. So, he immediately agreed to take refugee with his friend Blaze in a church called :- "The Sanctuary". It was his anger and rage that he wanted to forget. It was his guilt that he wanted to overcome. It was his regret that he wanted to forgive. And there were so many other emotions attached. There was so much that he thought he would do when he would step inside 'The Sanctuary'. What he didn't think was that he would never be able to return back... ____________________________

ONC Shortlister 2023! There are few rules in the Kingdom of Kadotaru, and punishment is not kind, even for the young prince who wishes he was anybody else. Tied to the crown, to his family, to his kingdom, there isn't much he can do. He isn't born to bear the crown, to rule over all the creatures of Kadotaru, but it still haunts him. He never thought to break a rule, there was too much fear deep in his heart. He never thought to break any rules, until she was able to see him. Humans. Humans don't have true sight. They aren't seers, or creatures of Kadotaru. So why can she see him? Why does she reach out to help him? And why did he have to break Kadotaru's most sacred rule? ------------------------------------------------------- This novella will include extreme violence. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapters that include this show of brutality, but do not reach this novella if you do not wish to read horrific scenes. For the Open Novella Contest 2023 | Cover designed by me | Prompt 62 Word Count - 38,637 RANKINGS: #44 in High Fantasy - 27/04/2023 #90 in Fae - 10/02/2023 #79 in Dark Fantasy - 10/02/2023 #09 in opennovellacontest2023 - 10/02/2023 © elmaloney 2023 | all rights reserved

"So who the heck am I?" I stared defiantly at Freya. "I am a normal person. I go to high school. I have parents. What am I ?" I asked. "That is what we need to find out. Do you trust us enough to stay with us? Help us? You are powerful. You are the only Palenthian, first time in centuries who has magic inside her. Powerful magic. More powerful than most Valen. I can feel it. Stay with us and help us slay monsters. Please." I gulped. "What will I get for that?" "Answers." Renna Evans was just another normal girl in another normal world, living with her normal (and filthy rich) parents and going to a normal high school. Basically her life was as normal as could be. Until she went on a normal walk on a hill side. Little did Renna know that from that point, her life would be anything but normal. Welcome to the world of Renna Evans; a world which is divided into two parts. Those who call themselves The Valenthians, possessing power and magic; and those without it are the Palenthians. What is Renna, really? Will she be able to do what is called upon her? Will she be able to place the pieces of the puzzle which will give her the perfect (or heart-shattering) picture of her past? Will she be able to prove her worth in this new world? Or will her world collapse? And what about the handsome but mysterious Ryan Carter? What exactly is he hiding? Renna will discover a world of peace and war, love and hatred, trust and betrayal; all in her single quest for one thing. FREEDOM.

❝ Let's rule a Kingdom, shall we? ❞ •○• When human slave turned Fae Handmaiden, Cara Arnel found herself in the Kingdom she had initially been fleeing to, alive, breathing and waking up with changes both physically prominent and mentally revealing, she could no longer ignore her ominous visions. •○• The guilt of Seraphima's last memory weighed heavily on Cara, devastating her just as much as Arion while Damien was itching to get a glimpse of his Soulbound and Lucien's walls of ice were chipping away. With her Alpha King pulling her in his orbit, came truths Cara finally uncovered. She soon realized that every person she'd met so far was crucial to the answers she'd sought. But the surprises in the power-play, the lies, the deceit, the politics, and various Royals soon failed to have their intended frazzling effect on enlightened Cara unlike those around her with each passing day. Unfortunately enough, the courtesy of the answer to who she was did not extend to the four alluringly dark pieces of her heart. It was four protective males that lusted for answers while their hearts tore apart in search of a feeling that was eating them alive. Meanwhile, threats of Killian kept rising as he steadily grew in his dormant powers and army. Cara could no longer stay still what with new alliances forming and old promises broken, both allies and foes warring. She knew there was no escaping the plans for the future laid out so brazenly. It was time to start preparing. But making choices is never easy. Thing was....this time around, Cara was much more prepared. Just not for the strikes her heart would have to take in the process. •○• BOOK 2 in the Mystic Bonds series. DO NOT READ before reading Book 1. Needs heavy editing. 1st draft. •○• #5 in planning on 13/12/21 #34 in Fae on 20/11/21 #31 in surprise on 13/12/21

I lean close enough that our lips brush when I speak. "He isn't worth it." I say, but he doesn't look convinced. I smirk as an idea pops in my head. "If you behave...we can do whatever you want tonight." His eyes widen, and a wicked smile grows on his face. He pulls back slightly, looking me in the eye. "Whatever I want?" He asks, and I grin wider, nodding. "Whatever you want." **** Jax has never had what would be considered an "easy" life. She's been beaten, tortured, and hunted. Yet she's survived it all, and came out stronger because of it. Now, she's facing an entirely new challenge. A court of the strongest warriors known to man, and she's somehow made her way into the middle of them. And she's running blind. *** MAJOR TW: This story contains MANY mature themes, and there will not be warnings at the beginnings of chapters. These themes include but are not limited to: swearing, abuse, blood, gore, torture, mature scenes, and fighting. Rankings: #1 in tog #1 in blindfold #1 in fenrys #1 in fenrysmoonbeam #1 in dorianhavillard #1 in yrenetowers #1 in aedionashryver #1 in aelingalathynius #1 in manonblackbeak #1 in rowanwhitethorn #1 in chaolwestfall #1 in aelinashryver #1 in lysandra #2 in blind #3 in fae #4 in warrior (ik this isn't top 3 but HOLY SHIT THATS IMPRESSIVE) **I DO NOT OWN THE THRONE OF GLASS SERIES OR THE CHARACTERS, ALL CREDIT GOES TO SARAH J MAAS WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE OC'S**

Nothing in my life had ever made sense. They told me it was normal, I'd grow into who I was supposed to be, that things would get better; here I am now, going through the motions and wondering if this was really what I was destined to do for the rest of my life. Turns out, it wasn't. Nothing in my life had ever made sense but that was because my memories were fractured, pieces of a person I used to be, one I used to know lurking in the shadows of my dreams. I was just a normal guy trying to navigate the world but saying yes to everything and falling into the same monotony just wasn't cutting it anymore. I had a steady job, a pretty girl seemed interested in me and my 22nd birthday was coming up just before Christmas to give me something to look forward to. That all changed when I remembered her. I'd never forgotten her truly, blue was the only thing I knew and that Neptunian shade was so striking it stuck with me from the night she screamed at me in the rain but it wasn't until I found all the papers, the notes and crystals that I started to remember the world she lived in. One that wasn't my own and that had so much more to offer. It sounded crazy but I knew it was real and getting there, finding her and fixing the bridge that I'd unwittingly burned was going to be hard but I was ready to be more than a desk jockey typing my life away. I wanted to see the orange skies instead of the blue and find her sitting in a field of crystals again, staring at the stars.