Medieval

“Will you die for them?” The Alpha King’s voice was cold enough to silence the hall. And Althea heard the answer long before she spoke it… not from herself, but from the minds screaming around her. ‘Just sacrifice yourself.’ ‘You’re nothing.’ ‘You should die for us.’ Her gift or curse let her hear and read every hateful thought, every desperate plea. And even then, she still stepped forward. She chose to protect the weak, the innocent, the only ones who had ever shown her kindness… even if the price was her life. But Gavriel Kingsley, the Alpha King, didn’t kill her. He wanted something else. Ownership. "You are mine now," His voice barely above a whisper. “As a slave?!” The King chuckled, his gaze dark as midnight. “As my breeder.”

The modern teenage girl's soul is merged into the third daughter in the book "Pride and Prejudice", who is described as "not loved by her father and not cared for by her mother", and who played "The Goldberg Variations" at the ball but was ignored by everyone. Her name is Mary Bennet. In the book, she is pedantic, fond of quoting classics, and has little presence. But after becoming a new person, Mary decides to "go with the flow" and quietly observes this family.

On the thirteenth day that Anmora was imprisoned in the underground wine cellar, the thirteen-year-old girl was confined by the so-called "father" - the magus scholar Menger in the dark and damp wine cellar. Hunger, loneliness and fear became her constant companions. Lianen was the female slave in the family and the only source of warmth in Anmora's memory. However, she worshipped Menger while being completely unaware of Anmora's situation. Menger was both Anmora's "nurturer" and her captor and experimenter. He conducted cruel magus experiments on her under the guise of science, even subjecting her to double abuse of both mental and physical torture under the influence of drugs. Anmora both hated him and had to rely on him to survive; she longed to escape but was controlled by the collar and the black emerald ring. Menger became a target for the military to eliminate due to his defection from the Saint Lansectat Empire and his hiding of the "Divine Realm" system. Under the leadership of the legion commander, the Sky Fortress descended upon the border town of Campel. Menger was executed in the laboratory, the old house was burned down, and the entire city was reduced to ruins under the strategic-level magus attack of "Death Radiation". And Anmora, under Menger's last arrangement, hid in the wine cellar and narrowly escaped, but also fell into a new predicament of survival in the radiation zone.

"I, Lucia Volk..." she began again, determination in her voice. Draven’s expression darkened. "I would have to warn you, if you complete that statement, no one here will live to tell the tale." The threat sent ripples of fear through the crowd. Even the king stood frozen in place. Lucia’s breath caught. ‘Is he mad? How can he threaten an entire room of people, including the king, just to keep me?’ ‘That is our mate,’ Emily practically swooned. ‘He fears no one.’ Lucia Volks has spent her life as a servant girl in the Crimson Moon pack, and things got worse after being rejected by her mate. As she decided to accept her fate, she got a second mate, and he was someone that she could never have imagined, Draven Moonblood. Draven Moonblood, the most powerful lycan, never thought that he could find the light he had missed all his life in the form of Lucia Volks.

An abandoned princess out for revenge... A powerful king in search of a bride... A hidden enemy lying in wait... An uprising approaching... In every tale of love and war, one must always come out the victor. But, How can you defeat something you can't even see? Elena has gone through so many unfair things in life. As a royal princess, she is treated no different from a commoner in her own home. She endured it all, until the day she found out she was to be paid a tribute to the blood king.... The blood king, a tyrant and a masochist, the person most feared in all the four kingdoms. No one has seen his face, and whoever does do not live to see the next day. Elena would rather die than to be given to him. But she alone can't suffer. As she goes to , she will drag them all with her! Revenge? that's her motto. Death? that's her best friend. No one can stop her! And not even the blood king!

They don’t know I’m a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me—male or female—for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister for the purpose of satisfying their beast king's dark cravings, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land—their ruthless beast king—took an interest in the “pretty little prince.” How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance—dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!

Betrayed by her mate and marked for death on her wedding night, Arianna Greystone thought her life was over. But Fate had other plans. Sold to satisfy the Lycan King, the strongest male in the realm who loses control under every full moon—His touch was fatal… yet she survived. And became his property. An undeniable pull sparked between them. The King became obsessed. But when Arianna discovers she carries the blood of his enemies—blood that could ignite a war—everything changes. In a world ruled by dominance and bloodlines, how will she survive this primal fate?

When I was born, my father left me to die beside my mother's corpse in the fields. Why? Because I looked like a ghost—white hair, white eyes—and the chaos that followed my birth terrified him. He didn’t even give me a name. Twenty years later, I’m still wolfless. Still the family punching bag. Still hated by the entire pack. And when the Alpha’s son, my mate and my step-sister framed me, I was sentenced to death by hanging. But death never came. Instead, I was claimed by another mate. The devil himself. Primus Alexander of the Theriakon Pack. The most feared, merciless creature to ever walk the earth. His goal? Find or mold a strong mate and produce an heir. My goal? Find peace, maybe even freedom. Easy enough. Or so I thought. But what happens when friends, loyal subjects and even family try every means to kill me? Because the deeper we fall, the more I uncover the terrifying truth—about his need for a child… and worse what he really is.

**Aila was never meant to be queen.** She was never meant to be anything more than a cup-holder beside her gorgeous sister, Akila. But when Akila refuses to marry the Mad King, Aila must take her place—by committing the most forbidden act in the kingdom. A soul-switching spell. It was supposed to last three months. Three months, and she’d be free. But Akila tricked her, and now, Aila is trapped. Trapped in her sister’s body. Trapped in a kingdom that despises her. Trapped in a marriage to a man who never wanted a bride. But nothing is more terrifying than the Mad King, her husband himself. King Ahsan—the faceless beast, cruel, unreadable, and dangerously sharp. The man the world fears. The man whose black eyes haven’t left her since the moment she arrived. Now Aila must hide her secret, navigate the deadly palace, and survive the cold, ruthless king she calls her husband. But what exactly is Ahsan? A monster, as they say? Or something far worse—a broken man, cursed and craving something he cannot name? Something she was never meant to give. Find out. --- This is a slow burn romance, tension-filled romance, with lots of yearning, stolen glances and emotional devastation. Grab your popcorn, your drinks, and a load of napkins and watch how the mighty King falls on his knees yearning for his beloved. And welcome to my page, where I write broken but strong men, doing nothing except being utterly in love with their women.

“Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back!" Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about. He slowly turns to look at her, his gaze piercing as ever, sending a chill down her spine. Stepping closer, he reached her chin and raised it to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger. "Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seems too fragile to be in my hell," He warned. With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'd rather face his hell than stuck in the misery her stepmother had prepared for her. "Yes. I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my step mother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze settled on her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them. "Strip" He ordered. ___ A deal... With the Billionaire devil... Will Candy ever regret her decision? What happens when enemies, dark secrets and unexpected emotions threatened to tear them apart?