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The Sevenbound Sovereign: The Sovereign Arcana

Twenty‑one‑year‑old Sorrel only wanted a normal night out. Instead, her date turns dangerous—too fast, too suddenly—and she runs for her life into the one place no human should ever enter: the Veilwood. The forest should have rejected her. Its boundaries have been sealed for a century, swallowing anyone who tries to cross. But Sorrel’s terror awakens something ancient inside her. Her dormant Sovereign Arcana flares to life, opening the Veilwood’s barrier just long enough for her to slip through. The forest senses her fear… and chooses her. Crossing the threshold triggers the Sevenfold Binding, tethering Sorrel to seven powerful men whose magic answers hers: a storm‑touched warrior, a shadow‑born spy, a wildfire mage, a gentle healer rooted in earth, a silver‑tongued illusionist, a moon‑blessed seer, and the boundary‑breaker who should not exist. Their fates are now tied to her survival. Their instincts sharpen around her. And the Veilwood itself begins to wake. Hunted by the prince who destroyed her family, Sorrel must learn why the forest opened for her—and why the Arcana has returned after a century of silence. But the deeper her bond with the Seven grows, the more dangerous her destiny becomes. The Veilwood did not choose lightly. And Sorrel is no one’s pawn. To survive, she must decide whether to run from the power inside her… or rise as the Sovereign the realm has been waiting for.
Nebby_Nocturne · 5.6k Views

I Became the Simp Character I Roasted Online

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.
alvahraaaa · 64.7k Views

The Crown & Sword (price x knight HOT BL ROMANCE) by samayra queen

The Crown & Sword: Synopsis In the shadowed corridors of the Kingdom of Aethelgard, a story lies trapped between bloodshed and innocence. It begins on a storm-ridden night, when twelve-year-old Prince Elian hides in a dark corner of the palace, trembling under the fear of his strict mother, the Queen. His heart is so tender that even broken flowers can bring tears to his eyes. Fragile. Gentle. Too soft for a kingdom forged in steel. Then the darkness parts. A shadow steps forward. Knight Alaric. Eight years older than the Prince—only twenty, yet already feared as the most dangerous bodyguard in the realm. They say he can slaughter thirty to forty enemies without hesitation. Death lingers in his emerald gaze… while fear trembles in Elian’s tear-filled eyes. The First Meeting When the sobbing Prince looks up, he sees Alaric standing before him—sword still stained with blood. “Are… are you here to punish me?” Elian whispers. “Did Mother send you?” For a heartbeat, silence. Then the towering knight lowers himself to one knee and slides his sword back into its sheath. “No, Your Highness,” he says quietly. “I am here to be your shadow. As long as I stand, no cruelty and no blade will ever touch your innocence.” And in that moment, something unbreakable begins. Between steel and softness. Between a warrior carved by violence… and a prince born too gentle for it. Years pass. Protection turns into closeness. Closeness turns into longing. And longing… into something far more dangerous. What happens when the Prince is no longer a child, and the Knight can no longer hide the way his pulse changes at a single touch? Will their love become devotion… Or will it turn into obsession? What if Alaric’s buried rage and possessiveness begin to surface? What if the very man sworn to protect Elian becomes the one who cannot control the intensity of his feelings? And when the physical tension between them crosses every forbidden line— Will it heal them… or destroy everything they stand for? In a kingdom ruled by strict laws, political power, and a merciless Queen, their love is not just forbidden— It is dangerous. To know whether this bond becomes salvation or ruin… whether passion becomes sanctuary or wildfire… Please read my novel. Because in Aethelgard, love does not bloom gently. It burns.
Samayra_Queen · 16 Views