Intriguing Ongoing Historical Romance: Journey into the Past!

I died with the taste of bitter almonds burning in my throat. My husband, Kian Ferguson, watched me collapse over the poisoned wine. He did not call for help. He did not kneel beside me. He only looked at me with cold, satisfied eyes, as if my death had finally made room for the woman he truly wanted—his delicate cousin, Isabelle. In my first life, I begged for his love. I endured his family's humiliation. I drank the bitter tonics they forced upon me in the name of fertility, even as my body grew weaker by the day. I was blamed for an empty nursery, mocked as a barren wife, and trapped in a marriage that was slowly killing me. Then I opened my eyes again. I was back five years in the past, riding beside Kian at the King's autumn hunt—the very day I first saw how he looked at Isabelle. This time, I did not weep. I did not fight for him. I returned to Blackwood Manor and asked for an annulment. Kian laughed in my face. "You want to leave?" he said, seizing my arms. "There are only two ways out of this marriage, Adeline. In a coffin, or with my permission. And I will grant you neither." I went to the King for justice. The Crown turned me away. They all believed I had nowhere left to run. A discarded wife. A useless vine. A woman with no power, no allies, and no future beyond the Duke's gilded cage. They were wrong. I sold my dowry in secret. I bought merchant ships under a hidden name. I gathered remedies, debts, secrets, and gold. If no one would grant me freedom, I would purchase it myself. If no one would give me justice, I would become powerful enough to demand it. And by the time Kian Ferguson realizes his unwanted wife has become the mysterious Nightingale, it will be far too late to cage me again.

I was the legitimate daughter of a Duke, exiled for years and finally forced into a political marriage to save my family's declining status. But on my wedding night, I woke up paralyzed on the cold stone floor, only to find my new husband entangled in my marital bed with my malicious half-sister. It was a carefully staged humiliation. My sister mocked me from the tangled sheets, while my husband looked down at me with utter boredom and disgust. Worse yet, the suffocating incense filling the room was a potent aphrodisiac—a "wedding gift" supplied by my own biological father to break my will and ensure I became a submissive pawn. The original owner of this body died of heartbreak right then and there, suffocated by a lifetime of being treated like worthless garbage by her own blood. She didn't understand why her family hated her so much, or why they would conspire to destroy her dignity on the very night she was supposed to become a Duchess. But the timid girl who would have cried and begged was gone. Opening my eyes, the soul of a top-tier modern operative took over. I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I pulled a six-inch steel hairpin from my hair, pressed the wickedly sharp point directly against my new husband's throat, and smiled. "I am the ghost who has come to collect your debts."

Before she died, she was the merchant's brat who'd "married above her station."​ Sterilized. Bleed dry. Thrown out like trash.​ She burned the Thorne name to ash-with them still trapped inside it.​ Now she was back. Her birth mother peddled her off for status. Her stepsister draped herself in her late mother's jewels. And every last one of them plotted to hand her right back to the man who'd killed her.​ What a shame.​ They thought she'd returned to forgive.​ She was here to finish what she'd started.

I woke up in a strange body, only to find myself being violently laced into a blood-red wedding dress. The Ashford family had finally remembered their abandoned daughter, but only to use me as a disposable substitute. They were forcing me to marry the terrifying Prince Regent in place of their precious darling, Seraphina. The Prince was rumored to be a cursed, crippled monster who had already outlived three dead brides. Everyone knew this wasn't a wedding; it was a brutal death sentence. When I confronted my "father," he coldly told me it was my duty to sacrifice my life so his real daughter could marry the Crown Prince. They thought I was just a weak, useless pawn they could ship off like cattle. They expected me to cry, beg, and accept my tragic fate. But I wasn't that timid girl anymore. I smiled at my so-called father and held out two fingers. "Alright, I'll marry him." I watched their faces pale as my smile widened. "But not for free. Two hundred thousand gold lions." After extorting my own family, I took the carriage to the Prince's castle, where they tried to humiliate me by making me enter through a tiny servant's door. Instead of submitting, I walked over to a thousand-pound marble gargoyle statue by the main entrance. I ripped off my veil, lifted the massive stone beast with my bare hands, and smashed the heavy iron gates to splinters. "Go tell your master his bride has arrived." I let the words sink into the dead silence. "And if he doesn't open this gate, I will tear it down myself."

"You're just my tool. Know your place." It's her duty to follow her master's command. Even at the risk of injuring herself or losing her mind. It's his right to make use of her cold-heartedly. Even discarding her when she had become useless. She was a bird trapped inside a gilded cage, slowly losing her mind in the process. He was the heir of the country, regretting things he had lost in the process of power chasing. Could she ever be saved? Could he get back what he had lost? A love story between an antagonist and a side character. Melancholic Sword Apprentice (hidden shape-shifter) × Cunning Cold-hearted Master of Ivory Manor

Willow, daughter of Zane and River, has had a crush on her best friend since she was ten years old. Her overprotective family members and friends are worried that he'll break her heart. Meanwhile, however, an evil is brewing that may change every thing Willow thought she knew. Will she have the strength to over come it or will it break the cheerful girl. Will Trent, son of Micah and Lily, ever act on his desires for his best friend or will he allow insecurities to rule over his life. Join Zane, River, Micah, Lily, Rhett, Lacey, Vance and Grace as well as their many children in the third book of the Loving series. 1. Loving River 2. Loving Lily 3. The Ranger's Daughter 4. Loving Willow This is a clean historical romance that will have an HEA Happy Reading!

Maxine lived her life with difficulties since she was born. Everyone thought she would become the Empress someday. Everyone expected her to be one because of the God's message before she was even born. All of the people had high expectations. She struggled learning how to become the best Ruler in the future. Her family became distant from her for her sake, that's what she thought. She became so stiff that everyone would think she was a heartless woman. But one day, the Prince fell inlove with the Empire's Princess prisoner from the neighboring Empire. The Ducal House of Zachrono started to fall, horrible and unfortunate things happened. The death of his five brothers and father stole her sanity that made her stab the Prince and led her to her own death. She thought she was dead but when she woke up, she realized she went back time 15 years ago and now, she's inside her younger self. The 5 years old girl. Will the history repeat itself? Or she can change the fate of her family?

I was supposed to marry Lord Tristan Beaumont. The wedding was perfectly planned, and my ancestral engagement ring was already on my finger. But days before the ceremony, he walked into the rose garden with my cousin, Seraphina, clinging to his arm. He looked at me with chilling indifference and announced he was marrying her instead. "You will still join the Beaumont family. Just not as my wife. You can be my mistress." Seraphina squeezed out fake tears, claiming they couldn't control their love, while the Beaumont matriarchs cornered me in the drawing room. They demanded I accept this humiliation quietly to protect their reputation, offering a dowry as the price for my dignity. Tristan even threatened me, reminding me that without their protection, I was an orphan with nothing left. They thought I was a helpless girl who would obediently step into their gilded cage, knowing I needed their family's resources to uncover the truth behind my parents' deaths. The humiliation burned, but my shock quickly turned into cold, hard fury. I looked at the man who had sworn his love and the cousin I had trusted like a sister. Why should I sacrifice my dignity to be a stepping stone for their perfect romance? I, Jolie Vinson, would never be anyone's pathetic mistress. So, in front of the entire smug family, I made a counter-proposal. "I request permission to marry the late Lord Gabriel by proxy." I chose to marry Tristan's dead older brother, becoming the untouchable senior widow to seize his vast, hidden fortune. But what I didn't know was that my "dead" husband was actually very much alive, hiding in the secret passages of my new bedroom, watching my every move.

"DARK LOVE" is a medieval horror romance story set in the mysterious Blackwood Manor. The story revolves around the cursed Blackwood family, who have made a pact with a dark entity, sacrificing one of their own every decade to maintain their wealth and power. The story introduces Emilia, a governess who arrives at the manor to care for the Blackwood children, Edward and Sophia. As Emilia navigates the eerie atmosphere of the manor, she discovers hints of the family's dark past and begins to uncover the secrets surrounding Lady Isabella, Lord Blackwood's sister, who disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Meanwhile, Lord Blackwood is struggling to understand the curse and its implications for his family. The story hints at a deepening romance between Emilia and a member of the Blackwood family, amidst the dark and supernatural forces that surround them. The story is building towards a climactic confrontation with the dark forces that have haunted the Blackwood family for generations. As the curse tightens its grip, the characters must navigate their complicated relationships, hidden secrets, and the sinister forces that threaten to destroy them all.

This story will focus on the whole family of Don Nataniel Lucas from his own beloved town, San Lucas. This story talks about love, sacrifices, pride and etc. Felipe Lucas is known as the most handsome and responsible man in the city. He is the son of Nathaniel Lucas, the gobernadorcillo of the first-class town of San Lucas. At the age of 12, he'd left his beloved city to study at the University of Sto.Tomas. After 8 years, he decided to take a vacation in his town. And there, he'd meet again his childhood best friend which is Sofia Monteclara. After a month. He fell in love with the girl who made him realized that everything is possible as long as you believe. But? Someone took his love away from him. Would he find a way to get his girl back? How could Felipe save his lost bride? Would he conquer all the challenges?

CHRONICLE TELLS THE STORY OF A COURAGEOUS WOMAN WHO FOUND IN THE PROFESSION OF DAY DAY ARTIST A WAY TO LIVE HAPPILY AND SHARING THE PAIN AND JOYS OF HER DAY DAY DAY FRIENDS.

There are many beloved heroes throughout history that people often wish could be immortal. While immortality may have its drawbacks and limitations, here are some heroes who have captured the hearts and imaginations of many, and it would be fascinating to see them continue their heroic endeavors indefinitely:

I DEDICATE THIS WORK OF FICTION TO THE CITY OF SAINTS, AND TO ALL PEOPLE, WHO ARE BORN WITH A HEART READY TO HELP OTHERS, WITHOUT ASKING FOR ANYTHING IN RETURN, JUST WITH THE DESIRE TO GIVE WITHOUT EXPECTING TO RECEIVE.

Song Peizhi finds herself tangled with the same soul and man in thirteen different worlds due to his interference with the Wheel of Transmigration. Throw in the Crown Prince of the Immortal Realm who seems dead set on pursuing her, she is stuck between two men that love her more than life itself. Who will she choose? Who knows. She has always had a low EQ. *** PS: An EQ (emotional quotient) means "a (notional) measure of a person's adequacy in such areas as self-awareness, empathy, and dealing sensitively with other people" (Collins Dictionary).

Why did you let her out of the room? I told you she is to be properly taken care of." His voice is dangerously cold and his eyes throwing daggers at her. "I am sorry my lord" She proceeds to kneel hurriedly in front of him her head touching the cold floor. "It...... was She..... Sheila. She to....told me that you had changed your mind. Th.... Tha.....That you want her to start work...ing immediately". She was definitely scared that her voice was crackling as she spoke. "oh wow, I never knew her words had powers over mine!!!!" he chuckled softly. "Since you decided to choose her words over mine. You will be imprisoned soon to await your judgment by my pet. I will let her decide what to be done to you" ***** Margaery a young girl woke up finding out that she had no memory of her life and was going to be sold in a few days. Every time she decides to sleep she dreams about having different identities but after being bought by her master, her dreams about different identities reduced but her nightmares didn't reduce instead they increased. Her life began to change little by little and soon she realized that she was not an ordinary human. With the help of her master, she finds the secrets lurking in the dark but now she has endangered the person she loves most, her master.

Is it possible for an eight-year-old girl to bear the memory of her previous life? What will you do if one day, after waking up in bed, you find yourself eight again and you are reminded of all the pain and humiliations you have suffered at the hands of those you once deemed close? In her previous life, the royal princess, Yun Shang, was traumatized both mentally, and physically. She was a wife betrayed by her husband, a mother who had witnessed the tragic death of her only child, and a sister who had experienced the cruelty of her royal elder sister. Now back to the age of eight, knowing what she knows about those people, how will she avenge herself? See for yourself!

Lucifer, the powerful man who had lived in the human realm for six thousand years, possessed a face that exuded handsomeness, unaffected by the passage of time. His mere presence struck fear into the hearts of everyone in the village, even the king himself wouldn't dare to meet his gaze. Around 30 years ago, a brutal war erupted between the villages of Fujiang and Tonggong, claiming the lives of many innocent people. The Tonggong warriors proved to be far stronger than their Fujiang counterparts. As the war reached its climax, with Fujiang on the brink of defeat, the king of Fujiang made a desperate plea to Lucifer for help. The man who had lived a life of turmoil agreed to assist, but on one condition. The king, desperate for victory, accepted all of Lucifer's conditions, and thus began their alliance to conquer the war. The war lasted for over a month before it finally ended. Lucifer emerged victorious, and now it's the King's turn to fulfill his condition. It's a bride! Lucifer asked the King to willingly give him permission to choose a bride from either the Ling or Yang Family. These families are the richest and wealthiest in all of Fujiang. The Yang Family is blessed with water power, using it to ravage and sabotage everything in their path. They even have golden eyeballs that symbolize their connection to the Yang Family. On the other hand, the Ling Family possesses the power of wind. They can destroy anything with just a single blow of wind. Their distinctive feature is their blue eyes, which represent the Ling family. The King accepted Lucifer's offer, unaware that once Lucifer chooses a bride, he will send them to HAVENLY. HAVENLY is like a small heaven, filled with people who possess extraordinary powers. Lucifer himself comes from there. So, whenever he wants to get married, he must send the wives to HAVENLY. After 16 years, if the baby doesn't return, it means she is not capable of being Lucifer's wife.

A princess escaped from the verge of death at the war going on at her kingdom with her little sister. she was badly looking for an antidote to cure her from the arrow shot at her by the invaders. Whereby the antidote belongs to the ice Prince whom she hated with disgust, but she was determined to get it at all cost and also avenge the death of her parents with a condition that she will have to marry the prince, she escaped with the potion and thought that the prince had forgotten about their deal she swore not to marry him. * Both of them had to find the dark secret covering their birth. This is a story of bittersweet love affair and of course pains and sorrow. Cover from Pinterest

On my wedding day, I arrived at Ironwood expecting to become Damien Beaumont's wife. Instead, I found him in bed with my stepsister. She was wearing the bridal silk meant for me. He was kissing her like I was already nothing. "Must you really marry her?" Isolde purred. Damien laughed. He said he only needed me for a few months-just long enough to secure his dead uncle's inheritance. Then he would annul the marriage, brand me barren or mad, and marry Isolde instead. The best part? She was already pregnant with his child. They thought I would cry. They thought I would run home in disgrace. They thought a country-bred Hayes girl would quietly swallow the ruin they had made of her. They were wrong. I set the bridal suite on fire. By the time the servants and guests rushed in, Damien and Isolde were half-dressed, exposed, and surrounded by witnesses. Yet his family still tried to blame me. Poor upbringing. Too wild. Too vulgar. Not worthy of the Beaumont name. So I gave them a new scandal. I put on a black mourning dress, walked into the family chapel, and married Damien's supposedly dead uncle, Duke Alistair Beaumont. A war hero. A legend. A man declared dead before I ever met him. By a loophole in the marriage contract, I became his Duchess. Damien became my nephew. His mother became my sister-in-law. And everyone who looked down on me was suddenly forced to bow. But then my "dead" husband was brought back to Ironwood alive-breathing, silent, and trapped in a cursed, deathlike sleep. The Beaumont matriarch made me a ruthless offer: Give Alistair an heir, and I would have land, wealth, power, and protection no one could take from me. I accepted. Now I rule the estate that tried to bury me. My enemies are watching for one mistake. My comatose husband may not be as unaware as everyone believes. And if Damien thought betraying me was the end of my story, he should have listened more carefully when I said my vows. Because I did not marry a corpse. I married a Duke. And when he wakes, this entire house will learn what it means to cross his Duchess.

A murderous King, a ruthless fighter, a hidden heir, and a ploy to end the merciless reign and bring balance to the Kingdoms once and for all.