Romance

Betrayed by the man she loved and bound to a crown that no longer holds meaning, an empress chooses freedom over titles—only to discover that even love forsaken can rise again from ruin.

“Even the moon can rise again after being eclipsed by the sun.”
“He was of the empire. She became the moon that outshone him.”

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Bound by duty. Betrayed by love. Reborn by choice.

Elisana Laurel De Claire, daughter of a grand ducal house, was destined to be Empress – and for a time, she believed in the fairytale. Betrothed since childhood to her dearest friend, Crown Prince Marcus, their union was meant to bring peace and glory to the Salastian Empire.

But love fades beneath the weight of power. When another woman captures the Emperor’s heart, Elisana’s world shatters. Neglected, accused, and stripped of affection, she makes a choice no one expects – she walks away from the crown.

Years later, when rebellion threatens the empire, fate brings them together once more. This time, Marcus must face the woman he once forsook – not as his Empress, but as his equal.

Amid courtly intrigue, forgiveness, and the fragile bloom of second chances, The Forsaken Empress tells a story of heartbreak and healing – where even the moon can rise again after the darkest night.

When the cursed bell tolls, someone dies.
This time… it’s coming for me.

I never believed the town’s legends—not until the night a crow dropped a thin metal strip at my feet with my name carved into it. Since then, every toll has brought frost-script warnings, eerie deaths, and a shadowed boy who appears out of nowhere… always right before things go wrong.

Callen Roe.
Bound to the bell. Dangerous, magnetic, impossible to trust.
And somehow always a step ahead of my fate.

Then there’s Ezra Quinn—my oldest friend. Steady. Safe.
Except lately he watches me like he’s afraid of losing something he never said out loud.
Jealousy is unraveling him, and I don’t know how to stop it.

As the debt ledger awakens and classmates start vanishing, I’m pulled—along with a handful of survivors—into a deadly game against the cult that forged the curse. The bell demands payment. The ledger keeps writing. And every new secret points back to me.

Caught between two boys and hunted by an ancient debt, I’m running out of time.
I have one impossible choice:

Break the ledger… or pay with my life.

After a tragic accident that sent her back 843 years in time to the year 1179, in the Middle Ages, during the reign of Baldwin IV of Jerusalem, Kate Mitchell, a wealthy business tycoon in the pharmaceutical industry, a gifted ex-military, a pharmacologist and botanist, and a brilliant archer from 2022, wakes up as Lady Philippa, a pretty, innocent, frail, and proper young lady of House Antioch, with whom she shares nothing in common. She realised she had died on that day, and her soul travels back in time and takes over the body of Philippa, a helpless lady who would face tragedy, betrayal, and scandal before dying young and heartbroken.

She chose to live as Philippa because she had a second chance at life and only one goal in mind: to live and survive at any cost. To succeed, she must thrive and learn to live in the Medieval era, where nothing is common for her, and, above all, she must avoid an arranged marriage, which will doom Phillipa to death after a terrible heartbreak.

Lady Philippa, unfortunately, is about to be engaged to an unknown man, and she must devise a plan to prevent this from happening. Kate’s background as an ex-military officer, pharmacologist, and botanist, as well as her limited knowledge of history, will be invaluable in surviving the historical mediaeval times when modern technology was out of reach. However, she requires the assistance of the reigning king, Baldwin IV, who is suffering from leprosy at the time. She’ll have to take control of the situation. It is up to Kate’s bravery and intelligence to find a way to persuade Baldwin IV to help her, and she has few options other than joining his royal court.

Will the king accept her, or will she perish as the body’s original owner? Will she be able to change her destiny? Alternatively, will she be able to find the love and family she seeks?

Written in a way that is (hopefully) fandom blind friendly!

Violet Evergarden finds herself taking an unexpected assignment as a handmaiden for Miss Isabella York while she attends a prestigious women’s academy. It’s a far cry from Violet’s typical work writing letters and made more complicated by the secrets they must keep.

This story is a re-imagining of the movie Violet Evergarden: Eternity and the Auto Memory Doll. It explores what might happen if Violet walked a different path and eventually reciprocated Amy’s feelings. The story will go beyond their time at the school and expand on the adversity they have to overcome if they want to be together.

(Adult chapters are optional and in the extras)

Seventeen-year-old Aster is a commoner girl living with her Aunt Sally in the capital of Crescentis Kingdom. She remembers nothing from before she was seven—only a boy with brunette hair whom she constantly dreams of, the one who gave her a mysterious crescent moon crystal necklace engraved with the words:

“Once the sun and moon combine,
Realms unite and stars align.”

When her top grades earn her a place at Celentine Academy, a prestigious school for nobles, she meets Ranley, a young noble with the same name and brunette hair as the boy in her dreams. Convinced he might be the one, Aster is determined to get close to him and uncover the truth behind the necklace.

Navigating academy life won’t be easy, especially when the nobles see her as nothing more than a commoner. Along the way, she will find true friends, encounter magic and mischief, and even discover the first stirrings of love.

Yet beneath it all lies a greater mystery: Is Ranley truly the boy she once met, or is fate leading her toward a truth far more extraordinary?

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I first wrote this story when I was seventeen, and now I’ve reconstructed it with a fresh perspective. Originally, it was only twenty-six chapters, but with the addition of new characters and a richer fantasy world, it has grown longer—likely around a hundred chapters or fewer. Please note that this is a slow-burn story, with moments of angst, twists, and unexpected turns along the way. I still hope you enjoy it and feel like a part of Aster’s journey as you read. (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) ₍^. .^₎⟆

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The world was no longer as peaceful as it had once been. Monsters roamed everywhere, hunter schools had replaced traditional classes, and dungeon portals were popping up at random!

“Alright, everyone,” chirped Professor Grish.

“Your mission is to clear all the dungeon floors. Train hard! Grow strong! And when you finally reach the top floor…” She paused dramatically.

The class fell silent as she pointed at a hologram. An SSS-Class Abomination known as Leviathan appeared.

Lev gulped. That’s……him.

Princess Aria of Eravi and Crown Prince Zen of Sevelrum are soon to be married but Zen seems to know Aria more than what meets the eyes and Aria feels strangely nostalgic and attached to him. Read the novel to find out!!!

Saintess Constance wakes up in a glass coffin with the words “That’s not my name” on her lips. Looking around at the people diligently praying to her, she has the sudden, horrible feeling that this fact is the least of their concerns.

Forced into a quest with the only qualified person to slay demons, a handsome if mouthy duke, she has no choice but to keep praying.

Too bad that’s all she knows how to do.

“Dear Goddess,” she beseeches with all her heart, “do something useful.”

A creature made from nightmares goes flying past behind her with a crash.

“I’ll kill you all!” The handsome duke screams like a lunatic, sword held high and chasing it.

She continues to pray harder.

When Myrren Vale is summoned to the royal palace, she expects suspicion. She expects secrets.
She does not expect him.

In the kingdom of Eirden—where magic hums beneath silk and every smile hides a blade—Myrren serves as a scentcrafter, trained in herbs, toxins, and the silent truths that cling to blood.

The court wants her quiet.
The crown wants her gone.
But Prince Thane… sees her.

Golden, gracious, and far too kind for the thorns surrounding his throne, he draws her into the palace’s glittering heart—offering warmth, safety, and something dangerously close to belonging.

Yet not all eyes in the palace are kind. The king’s ward, Lord Corven, watches her with unreadable silence—as if her very breath carries a truth he cannot ignore.

When nobles begin to die and the scents on their corpses whisper of poisons Myrren once crafted, she realizes the greatest danger is not the court’s corruption, nor the ancient power stirring awake beneath its stones.

It is what love makes you blind to.

Lucia –

Luck was never on my side. My life had always been gloomy and lonely. I lost everything—my job, my family. But then he stepped into my world of darkness. He became my light, my soulmate, the love of my life. He completed the puzzle of my existence. My one and only luck—Andrew.

Andrew –

She thinks I’m her luck, but only God knows the effort I put in to have her. She was someone I could never reach, a bright star shining far beyond my grasp. And yet, I wanted her. I wanted her so badly that I dreamed of holding her in my arms, day and night. People call me a maniac, a stalker, a psychopath. But to her, I am her one and only love— her luck.

They dressed me in white as though the color could protect me. As though purity could shield me from a man whose name the world spoke in fear.

When I walked down the aisle, my groom stood waiting—tall, unmoving, a figure carved from shadow. A silver mask concealed his face, hiding whatever lay beneath. He never spoke, not when our hands touched, not when the priest asked for vows. The silence between us was not emptiness—it was power.

They called him the Silent Groom.

To the outside world, he was a figure of dread. Men stepped aside when he entered a room, and women crossed themselves when they heard his name. But behind that mask was something more dangerous than cruelty.

He had orchestrated everything. The swift, strange courtship. The wedding no one dared to question. Even the veil I wore was his command—so that in his presence, my face would belong to him alone.

The carriage carried me from the cold chapel to his sprawling estate—a gothic manor of towering stone, where shadows clung to the walls like secrets. The rules were simple that his assistant told me: Not to enter his wing. Not to speak to him. Not to appear in front of him or even cross his path.

I thought he wanted distance. But I felt his presence everywhere. In the gifts left on my bed—he knew my size, my favorite colors, the things that I had never told a soul.

In the way the halls seemed to watch me. In the portraits I found hidden in his forbidden wing… all of me, painted long before we met. I often took his silence for absence.

But in this manor, silence was the echo of him, wrapping itself around me.

And though he would not touch me, I could feel his claim in every breath. He was the darkness at my back. The vow unspoken but binding.

I was his from the moment I stepped into the church. I just didn’t know about it.

Rayan Lancel, the famous detective of Ruhi Empire, suddenly went missing one day. No, he wasn’t kidnapped. He just stopped showing up to his workplace. The reason?

He realized he isn’t him anymore.

Ann Mackenzie, now possessing the body of Rayan Lancel, thought it was too much of a headache to become a detective. So she, now he, decides to quit and go look for other jobs.

Until one day, a criminal breaks into her house and starts claiming what she thought was hers. Her new life, with a new identity, wasn’t as peaceful as she thought. As a whirlpool of conspiracy into the world of unknown drags her inside the mud she was desperately trying to escape, she must find out who she was, and has become, before more people keep dying.

Ning Shengsheng is transmigrated into a cliché-ridden cultivation novel as the villainous princess. A system forces her to win over the main villain, Xue Chen.

She will die if she doesn’t stir up trouble, but if she goes too far, she’s afraid the villain will hold a grudge.
Her only option is to walk the high-risk path of “a slap, and then a sweet.”

One moment, she’s just finished whipping the villain, the next she’s sneaking to his door in the middle of the night with healing ointment, pretending to “just be passing by.” She’ll wear a veil to sabotage his cultivation until he coughs up blood, only to immediately raid the spiritual herb treasury to heal him.

The villain’s expression evolves from, “Are you insane?” to “Let’s see how long you can keep up this act.”

Then one day, the system’s missions take a strange turn, shifting from “harassing” the villain to “getting close and personal” with him.

【Host, please hold the villain’s hand.】 She bites the bullet and complies.
【Host, please praise the villain.】 Full of doubt, she does as she’s told.
【Host, please say you like the villain, that you love the villain.】

“What? Let’s just skip this one.”
The moment Ning Shengsheng refuses, the young man flicks open the silk sash at her waist with the tip of his blade, his fingers grazing her side. “Your Highness, why have you stopped doing the missions?”

Stunned, Ning Shengsheng stumbles back. “How do you know?”

His eyes dance with mockery as he opens his palm. “Is this your system? I co-opted it a long time ago.”
The useless system trembles, curled into a ball.

“Those ‘get close’ missions…?”

“Mhm. I wrote them.” He leans in, a morbid obsession in his expression, his breath ghosting past her ear. “Your Highness, for a person like me, once I get my hands on a piece of candy, I’ll never let go, even in death. Not even if it’s fake.”

Ning Shengsheng: “!”

After discovering she wasn’t the original “princess,” Xue Chen awakened his sinister nature. He seized her system and used it to draw her closer, making her cling to him until she could never escape his grasp.

The kingdom of Orovia bleeds.

Every harvest season, the Frost royals send their imperials to strip villages bare. Gold. Crops. Heirlooms. Even lives. Everything claimed in the name of the crown.

Alexandra Beaumont has lost enough.

When the king opens the army to new recruits, she seizes her chance. Not to serve, but to steal.

Beneath the armor of a royal soldier, she hides a secret mission: infiltrate the castle, reclaim what was stolen, and return it to the people who were robbed of everything.

But she is not alone.

A band of outcasts forms at her side, bound by vengeance and hope.

By day, they wear the king’s colors.
By night, they become shadows on the sea.

Pirates who raid treasuries, kingdoms, and crowns themselves.
Rebels carving justice out of theft.

Yet betrayal stalks the rebellion as closely as the royals do.

And when Alexandra’s heart tangles with Asher Knight—the general’s son, her greatest threat, and her greatest ally—loyalties blur, danger sharpens, and every stolen heartbeat could be her last.

In a world where rebellion is treason and love is forbidden, Alexandra must decide how much she’s willing to sacrifice to take back a kingdom drowning in frost.

Long ago, a witch’s love made the empire flourish—yet her betrayal gave birth to a curse. Burned at the stake by the man she trusted, she vowed his descendants would never escape her wrath.

Three years after the destruction of Seraphin Village, a runaway girl named Aveline hides her past beneath a quiet life of labor. But when whispers of the Grand Duke’s household reach her, fate begins to stir once more. Drawn into the shadow of a bloodline bound by the witch’s curse, Aveline must choose between survival, truth, and a destiny written long before her birth.

I came to Isla Seraphine to save lives and not to get tangled up with Adrian Valcrosse, the arrogant, breathtaking heir who makes my blood pressure spike every time he opens his mouth.
He’s heat wrapped in a tailored suit.
Danger disguised as control.
And I swear he was put on this island specifically to test my patience.

But then the storm hits.
The kind that doesn’t give you choices.
One night.
One sea cave.
One fire.
One bed.
One impossible man whose touch burns straight through every barrier I thought I had.

What happens between us isn’t soft.
It’s consuming.
Forbidden.
A line I swore I’d never cross… and can’t take back once I do.

I came to the Lyris Isles for peace.
I found the one man who could ruin me… or save me.