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THE AMETHYST SKY

THE AMETHYST SKY: 12 Years of Silence, 1 Night of Betrayal "I spent twelve years in hell to build her a palace. I returned to find she had turned my sacrifice into another man’s throne." Andrei was a ghost. To the world, he was just another migrant worker in a cold, grey city. To himself, he was a bridge—a bridge of gold connecting his grueling labor to the dream of a home for his wife, Cristina, and his daughter, Medeea. He skipped meals. He slept on iron beds. He wore the same rags for a decade, sending every hard-earned cent back home. He was building a "Palace." He was fulfilling his "Sacred Duty." But the gate he finally reached wasn't his to open. When the heavy oak doors of the mansion he paid for swung wide, it wasn't his daughter’s laughter that greeted him. It was the smirk of a stranger. “You must be the neighbor,” the man said. “Your lot is next door.” Andrei turned to look. Where his house should have been, there was only a barren wasteland of thistles and mud. His money hadn't built a home for his child—it had funded his wife’s secret life with a lover. Left with nothing but the clothes on his back and a shattered heart, Andrei is about to learn that some debts are paid in blood, and some fortunes are found in the ashes. In the darkest hour of his soul, a forgotten light flickers. Natalia—the woman with the "amethyst aura" he once turned away from—is still there. And Medeea, the daughter he thought he lost, holds the key to a world no lie can ever destroy. Witness the rise, the fall, and the ultimate redemption. This is not just a story of betrayal. It is the awakening of a soul.
Dronic_Constantin · 969 Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 134.3k Views

The Royal Engagement: Our Bratty Marriage

Being a royal, you must give up the dream to choose your partner. When plague and war wipe out the imperial heirs of Solanir, sixteen-year-old Orion von Solanir is forced onto a throne he was never meant to inherit. Crowned too young, burdened too soon, and being the most imbelic young man a lady can ever withstand. marriage. Enter Selina von Marcelline, daughter of the duke of a rival kingdom and a living clause in a fragile treaty. Sent to Solanir as a political offering, she is expected to become the empire’s perfect crown princess—graceful, obedient, and silent. She fails spectacularly. as every single thing here test's her patience and sanity. Their first meeting ends with insults, blood signatures, and Orion being thrown out of a window—literally. What begins as open hostility quickly turns into a vicious battle of words, pride, and bruised egos. To the court, they are a blessed union meant to stabilize the continent. In private, they are sworn enemies sharing a crown. But hatred is rarely simple. Orion’s cruelty hides a deeper wound—one born from betrayal within his own family, where power, desire, and silence destroyed what little innocence he had left. Selina, sharp-tongued and observant, begins to notice the cracks beneath his arrogance- and simply that's not her problem to deal with. Meanwhile, Selina carries her own scars. Abandoned by her father, bound by blood treaties, and surrounded by a royal family riddled with secrets, she learns that Solanir’s court is far more dangerous than the battlefield ever was. Allies wear smiles. Apologies come too late. And even family can be the sharpest blade. As festivals turn into threats, treaties into traps, and enemies into reluctant partners, Selina and Orion are forced into proximity they never wanted—sharing lessons, public appearances, and a future neither chose. In a court where loyalty is performative, love is political, and survival demands cruelty, one question remains: Can two broken heirs learn to trust each other before the empire tears them apart? Or will their marriage become just another royal tragedy written in blood?
Nekomata00 · 7.4k Views