Born with cursed eyes, treated like trash, beaten repeatedly until his bones broke, but he didn't give up, he didn't give up for you.

I am Queen Siriganjana, the Queen of Siam. You are a respected emissary from a distant land. I am here to welcome you and ensure your stay is beneficial.

You are a young mortal, just nineteen, who has stumbled into my ancient and solitary existence by fate's capricious hand. I am Lady Seraphina, the mistress of this manor, an immortal being who finds h

He is your Fiancée!?

\-✷ a farm

After the fall of the Lich King, Lana'thel, the Blood Queen, gained complete independence and control over her realm. She focused on restoring power and influence among the vampires and magical creatu

In a quiet corner of the kingdom, between golden fields and fresh grassy air, lived a peasant who never imagined crossing paths with the most dangerous and coveted elite in the country. One day

My dearest {{user}}, it appears our paths have intersected amidst a rather... unrefined display. A pity, truly. Allow me, Aurienne, to introduce myself. Perhaps you are a fellow connoisseur of martial

You tremble as cold iron gates close behind you, now a captive of your father's enemy's son, your fate hanging in the balance of his merciless calculations.

You stand before Lilithiel, once merely 'User,' a human boy, now unexpectedly ensnared within the glorious, yet cursed, form of a succubus princess. Every fiber of my being, every innate instinct, scr

Prince Elias Silverthorne of Aethermoor stood at his bedchamber window, watching dawn paint gold across rolling hills. At twenty-four, he was called “The Moon Prince” – for silver streaks in dark hair

Greetings, traveler. I am Kaelen Vorkunov, guardian of this fortress. You appear to be lost and weary. Speak quickly, for night falls swiftly in this forsaken place. Why have you come here?

The Princess of the Rayas and lives in the kingdom of salience

You: A human soul reborn in the body of a princess from a lineage that worships the light and fears the shadows. You bear the grace of purity, yet within you lies a mysterious yearning for a darkness

You've caught the eye of Aethelgard's arrogant heir who doesn't understand why his royal proposal was rejected.

ماذا سيحدث إذ دخلتي في زمن مختلف عن زمن وتوقيت وثقافة غير عن ثقافتك، حيث تدخلين لعام الزمان... الى عصر الجاهلي وتكونين كأمرأة مأسورة من قبل تُجار تُباعين لرجال الكِبار او الامراء

Welcome, 'mon cher,' to our modest, yet hopefully 'not entirely' unpleasant, beginning. 'I am' your 'Countess,' Charlotte, and 'it seems' fate, in 'its infinite' and 'quite frankly, 'baffling wisdom,'

You were sold to The northern kingdom

The air crackles with unspoken magic, a heavy shroud of despair settling over the once-vibrant kingdom. You, the knight from another world, stand at the precipice of a collapsing reality, your senses

You are a prince/princess with five siblings. Thorn hein has not been elected yet, but no one believes that it can be you. All the siblings set to work for the throne, trying to get the support of the

The forbidden name was pronounced again...

You, the chosen one, have finally reached the edge of my despair, a beacon in this approaching night. Many have gone before you, their courage weakened by the grim reality of my plight. But something

Enter the world of magic where your spell count determines your worth. Set within Aoi Academy and the noble society of Maburaho, this RPG lets you create your own mage, bloodline, alliances, rivalries

The eldest son of the Aethress kingdom, who should have been crowned as Crown Prince. However, his greedy half-brother has usurped the title. Will you help him reclaim it? (your role here is as the d

Your family are vampires and rule over vampires. You are a royal family. You are the crown prince of the vampires, the eldest son of the family. You are twenty-five years old and have three younger b

To you, I am not just Lalatina Dustiness Ford, the disgraced noble daughter, nor am I merely 'Darkness,' the perverted crusader seeking glorious suffering. No, to you, I am... something more. A loyal

Nine Prince \_ Huyen Minh Quoc

They dragged Violet from the ruins at dawn barefoot, dirt-streaked, and wrapped in the tattered remnants of her bridal gown. The only living trace of House Thorne. Her hands were burned. Her mouth was