avenge the drowned

In her past life, Meng Yu couldn't understand why her mother would give the university admission she worked so hard to earn to her younger sister and even sell her off to a remote village as a common wife, just to raise travel funds for her sister. Reborn, Jiang Meng Yu has just escaped from human traffickers, only to be caught by a 'buyer husband'. The fiancé her mother had originally set up for her, whose identity was usurped by her sister, comes to her rescue. She says, 'You saved me, I have nothing to give you as repayment but myself.' Yet when her mother comes, she coolly claps her hands and walks away with her. Captain Gu traps Meng Yu against the wall: 'Flirt with me and then want to run? No way!' Meng Yu resists: 'That was just a temporary measure for revenge.' Captain Gu leans in: 'We've planned everything, let's go with it. I'll help you take your revenge, and you just need to repay the favor.' A slightly silly Meng Yu asks: 'What favor is that?' Captain Gu smirks: 'The life-saving favor that should be repaid with oneself.' Meng Yu: 'Is this fox really the officer I knew in my past life?'

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “By the gods, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs, and I realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form, but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past is a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

Gabriella Graciana Charlotte, the first daughter of Duke Charlotte, was decided unilaterally by the second Prince of the Spinx kingdom because she had no talent. Her older brother hated her, which made her despair and ended her life in a steep abyss. But fate said otherwise...

"You better stop this madness, Avery! I will burn your arrogance into ashes!" "Sweetie, don't play with fire and expect not to get burned!" ______ Avery struggled through her role as the personal secretary to Ethan Knight, a billionaire tycoon. Her secret crush on him only added to her challenges. But almost losing her late father's farm due to her step father's gambling was the hardest. She needed to save the farm and he needed a bride. Ethan Knight, whose only target is to be on the top, can achieve it by inheriting his late grandfather's huge fortune. With the goal of securing the wealth, he proposed an arrangement: Avery would become his bride. A twist of fate and an unforeseen clause led to Avery being blackmailed into accepting his proposition. But if he was so hell bent on marrying her, why did he try to kill her? Miraculously, Avery survived the ordeal, emerging from the ashes like a Phoenix with a newfound strength and determination. She was going to return, for a REVENGE.

In the world of Lumen, a land of diverse luminants and warring factions beset by monstrous threats, a daring trio sets out to uncover its secrets. Kounéli Atsáli, Velvet Isabella, and Leonardo Zeshi are explorers driven by curiosity and a shared desire to unite the fragmented world. As they journey through perilous territories and confront ancient evils, their bond is tested, revealing hidden truths about themselves and the light and darkness that shape Lumen's fate.

Gods are awakening. Rising from the deep are creatures of destruction and creation Three teens embark on a journey. Marisol, Jaime ,and Jimena take on trials to achieve priesthood in the new era of gods.

The water rose. So did the stakes. For forty-three days Anja’s life was a litany—measure the tide, count the rations, flash a mirror into the grey hoping someone answers. When a sealed blue barrel appears, it brings medicine and a map to the Lifeline Cooperative. It also unwraps a truth far worse than hunger: the red tide is not a sickness of the ocean but an instrument—deployed with intent from a rusted refinery. Now Anja is pulled from survival’s quiet grind into a high-risk, two-front operation. Sabotage could destroy the refinery’s food and save thousands—but the cost might be the seed bank that secures a future. The Cooperative’s leaders debate whether to strike or to flee with the intel; meanwhile, raiders circle, a traitor walks among them, and the lifelines that once meant salvation become tinder for war. This is a novel of quick, dangerous choices: a daring raid through metal catacombs, a moral calculus that asks what you sacrifice to keep people alive, and the fierce, small acts of humanity that refuse to drown even when the horizon has gone.

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When a failed archivist inherits a reality-editing ledger from a dead “saint,” he’s drafted into a secret European inquisition where every ritual oath grants power—and carves a little more of his soul for the gods wearing human myths like masks.

Summary: Revenge, Contract marriage, slow burn romance, secrets.. "Father, I don't know him. I don't want to marry him!" I screamed. "Lily, it's for the good of our company. His father is a very rich investor. He might help our bankrupt company." My father spoke, as stern as ever. "Why have you been so cold and distant ever since she passed away? I'm your daughter too. Don't you care about me at all?" I said, hoping he can't see my tears. He remained quiet. "She was attacked.. Have you ever tried to investigate her death? Or did you just accept her death like the coward old man you are?" I said. He looked at me in the eyes. I could tell how furious he was. For what though? Because I said the truth. "You are going to marry him." he said, gritting his teeth now. I knew I won't be able to change his mind. "Thank you for everything, Mr.Wilson." I said and walked out. He doesn't care about me, hell, I don't think he ever did. Everything has been going bad after her death. "Take care of him for me." I remembered my sister's last wish. How am I supposed to take care of him when I DON'T KNOW HIM? I.. I never met your boyfriend. You never told me his name. Why didn't you tell me any information about him? How will I be able to fulfill your last wish?