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this is the mirror between us remastered into the light it should have always been. about: When midnight and memory collide, two haunted souls crash through the gilded cages of privilege and grief. Kit Honey is the ghost of a boy who never wanted to be seen—grieving, guarded, and hunted by a family legacy he never asked to inherit. Delorah LaRoche is the wildfire that slips through locked doors, leaving ash and color in her wake. They meet on the edge of ruin, at a party where secrets flicker in candlelight and every smile is sharpened with intent. But nothing in this world is untouched by shadows. Between them stands Sebastian Honey: heir, rival, obsession incarnate. What begins as a chance connection spirals into a labyrinth of manipulation, forbidden longing, and blood-stained family loyalty. In a mansion full of eyes, love is a risk. Trust is currency. And every desire comes at a cost. The Mirror Between Us is a dark, lyrical descent into grief, identity, secret love, and the wounds we carve for the right to belong. Across velvet halls and burning bridges, Kit and Delorah learn what it means to survive—when survival means choosing which part of yourself to kill first. This is not a love story. This is a tragedy dressed in diamonds and smoke. And somewhere in the aftermath, the mirror will shatter.

All is fair in love and war. Especially with Lady Nox's twin daughters; Seraphina and Sephora have recently turned 18 a few months ago. As nobility of the Raven Clan of Harpies, they must do their duty and secure a match. Eligible bachelors from other Harpy Clans will be arriving. Once bound to be betrothed, it will determine the fate of the Raven Harpy Kingdom. As forces ancient and evil, known as the Dark Ones, rear themselves into existence once again in the shadows... will Seraphina turning out to be the mate of an Alpha werewolf be the saving grace or downfall of the kingdom?

"He held her neck like he wanted to break her. But his eyes... they were begging her not to leave." When Lyra moves to the ancient city of Aurelith after a family tragedy, she wants nothing more than to disappear. But the city has its own secrets — people are vanishing, and strange symbols glow under the moonlight. Then she meets Alaric, the brooding boy who seems to appear exactly when she’s about to fall — and Leo, the charming stranger whose smile hides something wild. As Lyra is drawn deeper into the academy’s dark corridors, a cursed clock tower, and the blood-bound war of two supernatural boys, she’ll have to decide: Will she fight her fate — or will time forget them all? A dark fantasy romance full of secrets, longing, and slow-burning danger.

Today we had decided to up the stakes. Preparation had taken place last night while we ate the rabbit squirrel creatures we had caught. The small animals had gone a long way into getting our energy back up. Sitting around the fire, we had fashioned bow and arrows from branches in the canopy and vines crawling along the trees. Finding some red berries, we had fastened them to the ends of the arrows in little pouches used from a shirt we had torn into strips. It would be like an archery version of paint ball tag. Okay. It was safe to say that my crew and I were having a little too much fun with this. My so-called mate would respect my strength and who I am, or he wouldn’t have me at all. On that I refused to budge. Each member of my crew had three arrows and had discussed our targets beforehand. Having led the unsuspecting group we were stalking to the clearing on purpose this morning, we were surprised when three additional dragons arrived. I didn’t know who they were, but they seemed to be on friendly terms with the search party. Kind of. We made adjustments for the additional ‘enemies’ just as we would in a real war situation. I hoped the new arrivals could cope with the game they had inadvertently walked, or flown, into. Surrounding the clearing, we listened to the conversation between the search party and the new dragons. I was surprised to learn that the three other men saw things the same way I did. It almost made me feel bad about what was getting ready to happen to them. Almost. My team slowly and steadily took their positions and aimed at their targets. Each of us had a maniacal grin. The adrenaline and the knowledge that we were about to take out the enemy in one fell swoop was giving us a high like nothing else could. I waited until the Drakians were completely distracted. I gave the signal. Arrows went flying. The group in the clearing was so shocked that every single one of them froze, giving us the perfect targets. Seriously? Did they really have no sense of self-preservation? There was no trace of any battle readiness. Each arrow flew straight and true. Seven people were dead in less than a minute. Or, they would have been had it been a real attack. It was almost comical to watch. The shock that froze them as they realized they were being attacked. Them! Kings! Actually being attacked! Each clutched their chests where two red stains were forming. The anguished yelling that took place as they watched their brothers and kings getting wounded and falling to the ground on their knees. Then the confusion as it registered that there was no pain from the injuries. The pale green one brought some of the red splatter to his nose and sniffed. He looked at it for a second with an odd expression but then grinned. That grin turned into a full belly laugh. “It’s jorgin berries,” he said, unable to contain his mirth. All three of the newly arrived men sat on their knees laughing so hard they were bent over clutching their stomachs for an entirely different reason than being shot. Rokk and the two trackers began chuckling as realization dawned on who could be behind the attack, trying their best to remain composed as their kings came down from the panic of almost losing their brothers. And then it happened. That moment I knew would come. I had held back my last arrow just for this. That moment Glacian realized that his ‘little mate’ had just made an ass out of their entire group. Out of four kings. His anger was so deep his face was turning a darker shade of blue. Almost royal blue. His eyes flashed dragon. “Kiera!” He roared with every ounce of pent-up anger coursing through his system. I took aim and let my arrow go. He was so worked up he never saw it coming. He wasn’t even looking for an additional attack. None of them were. The juice pouch end of the arrow smacked him right in the forehead, knocking him down on his backside.

An emperor who refused to rule with blood. A prince who refused to love with restraint. Elliott Lancaster, descendant of the sun and the gentle Emperor of the Vellurian empire, has spent his life avoiding war- and his father's attempts to force him into a political marriage. After his succession, instead, he adopted an orphaned noble boy, Aiden, raising him as both heir and an unlikely companion. But their bond was never that of father and son. How could it be, when they had less than a decade between them? Aiden Lancaster, the perfect prince in court and a storm of violence on the battlefield, has waited years to prove himself. He is devoted to his adopted father- some might even say, too devoted. Still, up till now, he was restrained by Elliott's desire for peace, despite their enemies poking them again and again. But Aiden's patience had its limits- but them touching Elliott was the straw which broke the camel's back. Now unrestrained, he wages a war so brutal it shocks the empire. When Elliott awakens to find borders redrawn in blood, he must confront the terrifying truth: the boy he raised has become a conqueror, and his devotion has twisted into something far more dangerous. As rival empire schemes and the nobility whispers about their unnatural bond, Elliott faces an impossible choice: maintain his morals and risk losing Aiden or embrace the ruthless love of the man who would burn the world to protect him.

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf rumored to be cursed and bring misfortune to all who cross paths with her. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

I thought Logan Cross was my forever—until he dumped me in the middle of campus… and walked straight into another girl’s arms. Humiliated, heartbroken, and seconds from falling apart, I didn’t expect his older brother to kiss me in front of everyone. Damien Cross is nothing like Logan. He’s dangerous, brooding, and completely off-limits. He doesn’t do girlfriends. He doesn’t do rules. And he definitely doesn’t do second chances. But after that kiss, everyone’s watching. Logan wants me back. Damien wants me to play along. And I—I don’t know who I am anymore. Except now I’m not just the girl who got dumped. I’m the girl caught between two brothers. One wants to rewrite our past. The other wants to own my future. Who knew falling for the wrong brother could feel so right?

"The biggest blessing in my life was meeting you. The greatest misfortune was hurting you." — Ye Feimo On the night she finally confessed her feelings, Wen Nuan entered the wrong hotel room—and woke up in the arms of a stranger. Drunk, confused, and heartbroken, she never expected that one night to bind her to the ruthless and enigmatic CEO, Ye Feimo. To find her, he boldly posted a half-naked ad of her across the city. To own her, he made her sign a contract as his substitute lover. She thought it was love. He only saw her as a stand-in. When the woman he truly loved returned, Wen Nuan vanished without a trace. But it was already too late. Ye Feimo finally realized that the only woman he truly loved... was the one he let go.

Ling Yan, the strongest star police officer in the entire galaxy, had just arrested the star bandit Y who had been on the run for ten thousand years, when he suddenly transmigrated into an unfinished erotic novel within a smart reading system. Who knew that this system was a crazy obsessive-compulsive, piecing together various plots from multiple novels by the same author. It involved genres such as otherworldly fantasy, cultivation advancement, adventure and obstacle courses, secret realm treasure hunts, urban superpowers, and many others, forcibly concluding the novel just to reach the required word count. However, Ling Yan's arrival caused the book, which was originally "completely finished," to revert to a "serialized" status. Thus, the system became enraged. How could a BUG be allowed to remain? It must be eliminated! Hunted down all over the world, what else could Ling Yan do? Just one word: "Fight!" Although, amidst the flying plotlines throughout the novel, he encountered the most incredible person—Mu Yuan. In the darkness, destiny was already set. He confessed honestly, "Mu Yuan, I'm actually not from this world. But I am willing in this other world to do everything in my power to help you become king." Mu Yuan raised his half-closed fox eyes, yawning nonchalantly, "King? No interest. You do it. I only want you, and that's enough."

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT} In a mortal kingdom where magic means death, Arwen Hawthorne is powerless—an adopted daughter with nothing but a frail healing gift. When her sisters are sentenced to execution for practicing forbidden arts, Arwen swears to save them, even if it costs her life. But destiny has sharper plans. Rescued by rebels who believe she is the prophesied mage, Arwen learns the truth—she is the reincarnation of Seraphina Nxymoor, the Goddess of Magic, reborn in mortal flesh. And only she can reforge the shattered Cube of Nytherion, a relic powerful enough to topple kings, break gods, and drown the world in blood. To save her sisters, she must infiltrate the dark castle of the ruthless King Eric Ishtara. Yet in disguise as a maid, Arwen crosses paths with Crown Prince Kai Ishtara—the heir of the monster who hunts her kind. He is arrogant, relentless, and dangerously captivating. He makes her mission hell… and her heart betray her. But when Kai discovers his life has been built on lies, and his father commands him to execute the Hawthorne sisters, Arwen’s power awakens in desperation—summoning the wrath of a goddess. Now, every kingdom wants her captured. Every fae court, dragon, and demon wants her dead. The cube whispers for her blood. And the boy she should hate may be the only one willing to die for her. Betrayal stains every alliance. Love is a weapon. Power is poison. Arwen, the girl who once had none, has become the spark that could burn kingdoms to ash. But will she save the world… or destroy it?

“Unlock the door, Jason.” His smirk was pure sin. “Not until you say you’ll dance with me.” “I’d rather—” “—kiss me?” His gaze dropped to her mouth, slow and deliberate, like he already knew her answer. “Careful, Princess. You keep looking at me like that and I’ll think you want me.” Her pulse stuttered. He was too close, too smug, and way too… tempting. “You’re drunk.” “Drunk on you, maybe.” She hated him. She hated him… almost as much as she wanted to find out how good that mouth really was. ******** Anna was supposed to be enjoying her sister’s wedding afterparty, not stuck in a locked car with the groom’s infuriating older brother. Jason Knight — best man, shameless flirt and her personal headache — had been under her skin all day, and now, apparently, in her space. He wasn’t supposed to be looking at her like she was the only woman in the room. He wasn’t supposed to make her skin heat with one low, wicked laugh. And she definitely wasn’t supposed to end the night tangled in his sheets. One night. That’s all it was meant to be. What Anna doesn’t know? Jason isn’t just her brother-in-law’s mysterious, maddening brother. He’s the boy she used to humiliate in high school — the one she hasn’t thought about in years — and he’s spent every one of those years changing everything about himself… When compromising photos from their nights together hit her old classmates’ group chat, Anna’s world tilts. But it’s nothing compared to the shock of staring down at that tiny line... Now Jason has the perfect chance to ruin her… except the more he pushes, the more he’s not sure he wants to let her go. A scorching enemies-to-lovers romance with forced proximity, a secret past, the kind of chemistry that makes revenge far messier than planned... and a bridesmaid who can’t decide if she wants to kiss the best man… or strangle him. #ForcedProximity #BillionaireRomance #TheBestMan #MarriageVows #Enemies-to-lovers #RevengeRomance #OopsBaby

In the enchanting realm of the Forest Empire, a war hero named Maximilian and a captivating noble lady, Sienna, fell deeply in love. Their romance blossomed amidst the chaos of battle, their bond forged through shared triumphs and sorrows. However, their happiness was not destined to last. Bitter betrayals and misunderstandings tore the lovers apart, leaving Sienna to reluctantly accept an unhappy marriage to a man she did not love. Maximilian, heartbroken, turned to his loyal comrade-in-arms, Amara's, and the two wed. Though Amara's faced hostility from those who coveted Maximilian's affections, her unwavering devotion never wavered. She cherished her husband, determined to mend the rift that had formed between them. Tragically, Amara's one day witnessed Maximilian and his former lover in a passionate embrace. Consumed by the agony of betrayal, she demanded a divorce, leading to a violent confrontation that left her confined and isolated. In this state of duress, Confined and isolated, Maryanna gave birth to twins. Due to the medicine someone was feeding her, she had a mental break and attempted to harm her own children before narrowly escaping her imprisonment. Wracked with the anguish of her actions, she believes her twins are dead because of her. Amara's ultimate fate remains shrouded in mystery, her disappearance leaving those she left behind haunted by whispers of her tragic demise. Will Amara's find the strength to overcome her anguish and reclaim her life? Can Amara's love for Maximilian withstand the tempestuous storms that have battered their union? is she going to be happy ? or she will go back to her old life ? ( it contains violence) •••••••••••• story "I made a mistake; that's all it was." ~~~~~ "You cannot force me to sleep with you, even if I am your wife." ~~~~~ "No! Please, untie me now!" ~~~~~ " will you marry me?" "Yes." ~~~~~ "He doesn't love you; he loves me!" ~~~~~ "Max, please let me go. I don't want to live like this." ~~~~~ "Do you love me? My love, I know you don't, so please sign this paper." ~~~~~ "Mother-in-law, I did not kill my children! I did not hurt them. Max, please believe me!"

Welcome to Club Fang, the most exclusive establishment in the city. The drinks are strong, the music is live, and the patrons are all beasts. The only rules? No electronics, and what happens here, stays here. When a human named Kev wakes up as the club's newest, and most unusual, employee, his job description is simple: keep the boss happy. The problem is, the boss is Fang, a workaholic wolfman haunted by his family's dark legacy. Daily Updates

Sold into marriage to a prince by her abusive father, Dawn hoped she could keep her head down and her demon under control. But when a dark Duke catches her eye at her engagement party, she is swept into an underground society of magic and steamy romance that she was not prepared for. As political tensions rise and danger grows closer, Dawn's darkest secret threatens to come to light, and her only protection lies in trusting the Duke of the Wolves. Trigger warning!!!! Mentions of rape Also, just lots of sex Updates every Tuesday and Thursday

“I killed the Alpha. My mate. My son’s father. And I would do it again if I had to.” ----- My father was a powerful Vampire, my mother a rogue wolf...my blood tainted. Not only was I not fully part of both worlds, I was seen as an abomination. I grew up as an abomination. Hated by both sides. But everything changed when I met Alpha Maverick. He showed me kindness, gave me a home, made me feel like I belonged for the first time in my entire existence. But sometimes the worst monsters... Are the ones who smile first. I survived cruelty. I endured torture. But when he came for my son.... I ended it all.

[Mature Content] Alessia wanted nothing more than to escape the mafia and its ruthless Don who claimed to be her father. ... "I already told you what I wanted." Dervan said without a change in expression. "Become my wife." Alessia froze. His wife? He wanted her to be his wife?! She glared at him icily. "You want a murderer for a wife? What kind of person do you think I am? I'm not a fool who would fall for such an obvious trap!" ... Alessia's life has been miserable ever since she was brought into the mafia. Almost everyday was a waking nightmare and the little happiness she managed to gain at times was taken away from her in a flash. Things seemed to turn out for the worse when her assignment to assassinate a popular CEO's precious daughter is found out by none other than Dervan Salviati, the powerful owner of the largest cooperation in the whole country. And he wanted a criminal like her to be his wife...? Seriously?! Still, Alessia had no other choice than to accept his absurd offer to escape her so-called father, without a clue of what exactly she was getting herself into...

He was just a stranger at the bar. One drink. One night. No names. Talia James didn’t plan to sleep with anyone, especially not a gorgeous, arrogant man in a designer suit with eyes cold enough to freeze fire. But one tequila too many, and her life changed forever. Nine months later? Twins. Two weeks after birth? That same man shows up at her door, DNA test in hand. “You had my children. You belong to me now.” Turns out, Ethan Wolfe is not just any man, he’s a billionaire CEO used to getting everything he wants. And right now? He wants her. Talia may have carried his babies, but she’s not about to be carried like some damsel. Not when he’s bossy, grumpy, and completely infuriating. Too bad the twins already love him. Too bad her heart might be next. One wild night. Two tiny surprises. And a CEO who won’t let her go.

Genevieve was at the top of the ballet world, adored by critics and fans alike. But one scandal shatters her perfect image overnight, and suddenly, the world she built starts crumbling. Everyone she trusted turns away, and rivals wait for her to fall. In a blink, the stages she once commanded become battlegrounds, and her every move is scrutinized. To survive, Genevieve must fight harder than ever, reclaim her name, and outmaneuver those who want her down. In a world where one misstep can destroy everything, can she rise again or will the scandal consume her completely?

Xiao Yu only ever worshipped one man—Rong Xichen, the icy, untouchable “Model God.” Pretty, rich, and powerful, Rong Xichen was the dream of millions. And Xiao Yu? Just a fangirl in a boy's body with pink hair and way too many posters. But when Xiao Yu dies unexpectedly and wakes up inside a chaotic transmigration system, he’s told one thing: “You were never meant to be here.” He’s not the chosen one. He’s a mistake. The mission was meant for someone else—someone who Rong Xichen was fated to love. But then why is Rong Xichen hugging him like a lifeline? Why is he glaring at everyone else Xiao Yu smiles at? Why is he saying things like: “You’ll leave me again, won’t you?” “If I chain you here, will you stay?” Caught in twisted worlds, cursed plots, and a system with a glitch, Xiao Yu has one task: keep Rong Xichen, Zhao Chen, and Yu Mian alive. Easy, right? Until the god he adored becomes the one man he can’t escape from. Xiao Yu: “I adore you. That’s all.” Rong Xichen: “I hate you.” Xiao Yu: “…Okay.” (walks away) Rong Xichen: “Where are you going?” Xiao Yu: “Away. So you won’t see the person you hate again.” Rong Xichen: “Are you trying to abandon me again?” (throws Xiao Yu over his shoulder) “You’re mine. Always were.”