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Beside the Throne

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.
ivy_LCC · 9.6k Views

Don’t Let The Winter Wind Take The Moon Away

There are memories that seem to have fallen asleep, yet even the gentlest breeze can awaken an entire sky of youth that has long passed. Lieu Tam Thinh is a girl carrying the fragile scars of her first love. She thought those moments had faded, but in truth, they were only lying beneath the surface, like an undercurrent holding the depths of the ocean. Amid the blazing summer heat and the endless hum of cicadas, she meets Ha Vi Phong again, the boy who once made her heart bloom, only to crush it with two simple words: "no feelings." She believed her heart had long since closed, but fate had other plans. It led her to Nguyet Ha Nam, a man calm and gentle like the winter moon, both warm and distant. Among memories that never truly rest, his presence stirs her heart once more. Is it destiny, or just a cruel trick of fate, when she must choose between an unhealed past and a present quietly unfolding? The wind will come, the rain will rush. Will this love ever fade away? And the sunlight will shine again. Like the seasons when you came: spring, summer, and fall. Note: Don't Let The Winter Wind Take The Moon Away - Copyright belongs to Zieny. Any copying, editing, or reuploading in any form without permission is strictly prohibited. Violators will be prosecuted according to the law. This is my first work, written back in high school (2012 - 2013). This story was originally written in Vietnamese. It has been revised and translated into English to reach a wider audience.
Zieny189 · 1.8k Views

The Warrior Who Loved Me First

In the coastal city of Nhemba the river meets the sea and every tide brings a new secret. Kairo is the city commander who has trained himself to be a shield, a man whose silence keeps lives intact and whose hands know how to hold danger steady. Lila is a refugee healer who arrived with only a satchel and a stubborn hope, a woman who reads the body like a map and stitches broken things back together. When a merchant cart overturns at the eastern gate it looks like rotten wood and bad luck. Kairo notices a deliberate cut, and Lila recognizes a rare toxin in the spilled grain. The accident is the spark that reveals a conspiracy reaching into the court, a plot that could shatter Nhemba and set old rivalries ablaze. Ordered to investigate, Kairo and Lila form an uneasy alliance. He brings strategy and steel, she brings knowledge and unexpected courage. Neither trusts the other at first, and both hide pieces of a past that could undo what they are trying to save. As they chase clues through salt-stained docks, shadowed warehouses, and opulent council rooms, their partnership deepens into something neither planned. Lila discovers that her past harbors a secret tied to the poison, and Kairo must face betrayals he buried long ago. The city tests them with betrayals, public scandal, and a coup that forces private loyalties into public choice. The Warrior Who Loved Me First is a slow burn romance about duty and surrender, about two people who learn that guarding a city is nothing compared to guarding a heart. Against a backdrop of political intrigue and Afrofantasy court life, Kairo and Lila must decide if love is a vulnerability to hide or the strength they will use to save Nhemba. The final choice will ask everything of them, and whatever they give will change the city forever.
Boot_Studio · 2.5k Views

Triplet Alpha's Omega Mate

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”
Sugarlitics · 1.3m Views