tatcha silk canvas

-- A small heads, early chapters have a quite bad grammar, I am fixing them asap, also the MC doesn't start as OP, he go through cultivation before it. -- "I always wondered until the day I died, why humans are such filthy creatures?" A Noble status, money, and power were the things that ruled this world, but Aaris Ralkier had nothing since the day he was born. His childhood was ridiculed by poverty and bullying by the nobles, hoping to change his world one day after becoming a great mage, his dreams were shattered because of his unique and miserable condition of possessing no mana. What he had in his life was his mother, the lowest witch who never wanted anything but his happiness, but she was taken away by the hands of aristocrats and the kingdom that was supposed to protect them. He lost everything, struggling to find his existence again he was betrayed and left to die at the hands of a dreadful demon and was framed even after his death. Reminiscing his life on his last breaths, he decided to take the demon soul along with his with the spell his mother forbid for him, Blood Silk. He lost his life too, but fate doesn't take mercy on him, his eyes opened once again, maybe a choice was given to him, suffer or fight. Like cursed blessing in his body, he set out on a journey to find his existence, lingering regrets, and goring grudges, in the realm ridiculed with divine curses & diabolical graces, everything is laid in front of him to quell or win. But red strings of fate only take it to weave a War, waiting to meet its End. P.s:- English is not my first language I am still a fledgling writer. reach to me on insta....zushe_sensei_016. Dis.:- I don't own the cover pic.

In a fractured empire where loyalty is a mask and survival is an art, a woman known only as Lena Sanders hides a past soaked in blood. Once a feared assassin and underworld ruler of Riverford City, she now sails north under a false name, posing as the leader of a small band of mercenaries. Her mission seems simple: escort a minor royal advisor, William Chen, to safety for ten thousand taels of silver. But when the night turns red at North Hollow County, Lena learns that her employer is far more dangerous than the enemies chasing them. The ambush on the moon-lit pier is swift, merciless, and executed by master killers. Lena’s men fight like ghosts in the rain—silent, efficient, and doomed. Yet in the chaos, William Chen’s blade moves with the precision of a general, not a bureaucrat. When the smoke clears, he confesses the truth: he is Prince Heir Gavin Shea, heir to the northern throne, hunted by traitors within his own court. What began as a business contract becomes a desperate flight through the empire’s bleeding heart. Haunted by the ruin of her past and the betrayal that destroyed everyone she once loved, Lena must decide whether to protect the prince for gold—or for something she no longer dares to name. Each skirmish pulls her deeper into the web of imperial intrigue: a crippled crown prince who knows too much, a hidden army that moves in shadows, and a mysterious noble family whose power could topple the realm. As Gavin and Lena cross from the lawless Southlands into the glittering heart of Castleton, their fragile alliance burns with unspoken tension. He needs her cunning and her ruthlessness. She needs his title to survive. But secrets have teeth—and the empire is watching. In the marble courts of the capital, betrayal wears silk, and even love is a weapon. When Lena comes face to face with William Chen, the real strategist whose name Gavin borrowed, old memories surge back—of the one man she wronged, the one man who once saved her life. To protect Gavin, she must confront the ghosts of who she used to be and the price of every sin she’s ever buried. Ink of the Fallen is a sweeping tale of revenge, loyalty, and redemption set in a world that blends dynastic intrigue with the steel-and-shadow intensity of wuxia. From rain-soaked docks to imperial palaces, it follows two broken souls bound by fate and divided by secrets. Beneath the clash of blades and the whisper of poisoned court politics lies a single question: Can a woman built for killing ever learn to save?

Vivienne Moreau was born into luxury, destined for a charmed future. But one scandalous mistake stole everything—her fortune, her family’s favor, and even the man she risked it all for. Forced onto the streets in shame, she rises from ruin by embracing the only weapon left to her: an irresistible allure that ensnares society’s most powerful men. Reborn as Madame V, Vivienne captivates a wealthy baron hungry for her charms and a spirited young marquis who worships her every move. Each patron drowns her in silks and coins, fueling her climb back to wealth. Yet secrets coil in every corner of the grand ballrooms—jealous rivals scheme to see her fall, blackmailers stalk her private affairs, and the gossip-hungry elite watch her every seductive step. Determined never to kneel before anyone again, Vivienne plays her dangerous double life with cunning and poise. By day, she’s a dazzling widow waltzing on society’s arm; by night, she’s a master manipulator whose bedroom deals reshape noble alliances. When a captivating prince lures her into the glittering world of royal power, Vivienne must decide how far she’ll go—and who she’s willing to betray—to reign supreme among the city’s corrupt and lustful elite. In a realm of forbidden desires, shadowy intrigues, and steamy midnight rendezvous, Vivienne’s ambition knows no limits. But with enemies closing in and hearts on the line, can she outmaneuver every threat and seize the life she craves? Or will the secrets she’s spun cost her everything—even her newly won freedom? The Hidden Courtesan is a riveting tale of passion, power, and survival, where one woman’s sexuality becomes her strongest shield in a society that casts her aside. Perfect for fans of scandalous historical romances and high-stakes intrigue, this story draws you into a world of lavish balls, clandestine affairs, and a heroine who refuses to be tamed—no matter the cost.

Two souls, tangled between saffron and silk. Se-Ri, an ambitious Indian-Korean entrepreneur, builds her dream against all odds. Leo Wu, the heir of a ruthless empire, hides his wounds behind silence and shadows. She is fire. He is ice. What happens when destiny tangles them together?

In the heart of ancient China, amidst the lush landscapes of a hidden valley, lies a tale of love, courage, and resilience that spans generations. Li Mei, a young noblewoman burdened by the expectations of her aristocratic family, escapes an arranged marriage and flees with her lover, Chen Wei, a skilled artisan with secrets of his own. Together, they seek refuge in a secluded valley, where they hope to forge a new life far from the constraints of tradition. As they settle into their newfound sanctuary, Li Mei and Chen Wei discover a community of kind-hearted villagers who embrace them as their own. They cultivate the land, tend to the gardens, and nurture their love amidst the tranquility of their surroundings. However, their peaceful existence is threatened when Li Mei's ambitious and vindictive brother, Li Feng, relentlessly pursues them, driven by a desire to restore his family's honor and reclaim his sister. His relentless pursuit forces Li Mei and Chen Wei to confront their pasts and test the limits of their love and loyalty. Amidst the backdrop of cultural upheaval and family conflict, "Silk Deceptions" weaves a narrative rich in Chinese tradition and vivid imagery. It explores themes of forbidden love, betrayal, and the resilience of the human spirit as Li Mei and Chen Wei navigate the complexities of their relationship and the challenges posed by their adversaries. Through their journey, they learn that true strength lies not only in escaping the shadows of their past but also in embracing the bonds of community and the enduring power of love. Join Li Mei and Chen Wei as they defy conventions, confront their demons, and ultimately discover that home is not merely a place but a sanctuary of the heart.

Rosie Blackwood gave up everything to honor a promise: she left behind her name, her life, and her freedom to live as Jiang Meilin, the best friend who died to save her, Rosie has spent years navigating a dangerous world of power and shadows as a mafia heiress. Her goal was simple: to fulfill Jiang Meilin’s dreams as a final act of loyalty and gratitude. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Zhao Jingshen, a cold and ruthless enigmatic CEO with the power to unravel her resolve. Drawn into his world, Rosie finds herself fighting emotions she never thought she was capable of having. Zhao Jingshen makes her heart race in ways she never expected, threatening to expose the vulnerabilities she’s hidden beneath her icy exterior. Just when she began to believe in the happiness she thought she’d never have... Her world shatters again when she discovers the truth... Jiang Meilin was alive, and the threats endangering her family were related to her. Betrayed by the past and caught in a web of danger, Rosie must reconcile her love for Jaesun with the lies that brought them together. As love and danger collide, Rosie’s carefully constructed plans begin to crumble. Will she risk everything to follow her heart, or will her responsibility as the Blackwood heiress destroy the fragile bond she’s built with the one man who sees through her mask? A thrilling tale of love, loyalty, and sacrifice where passion burns brightest in the shadows. Excerpts from the story: "You know," he said after a while, "when you said you were going out to commit a crime, I half expected you to be robbing a bank or something." Meilin snorted. "Please. I have more finesse than that. Besides, why steal money when you can steal someone's peace of mind?" A chuckle escaped Meilin's lips despite herself. "You're waltzing into a hurricane, Zhao Jingshen." She was talking about being in a relationship with her. "Then be my eye of the storm," he challenged, swinging open his car door with theatrical flair. "Shall we embrace the tempest?" Meilin arched an eyebrow. "Who would believe the ice-cold CEO of Zhao Corporation could melt so thoroughly?" "Well!" Laughter danced in his voice. "What's a man to do when his wife decides to play runaway bride? I'd turn myself inside out if it meant keeping you in my orbit."

Elara Valtor, the brilliant heiress of a wealthy family, lives a life of privilege until a shocking betrayal changes everything. Accused of being a fake heiress and blamed for her father's death, Elara is disowned and has to run. Struggling to survive in the filthy alleyways of the East End. Finding a new home, passion, family and enemies. Fate again strikes forcing Elara to adopt the alias "Nell" and become a maid for the prestigious Shaw family, determined to use their resources to reclaim her legacy. As she navigates her new life, Elara finds herself drawn to Alistair Shaw, lord of the Shaw family, married to a stunning wife with a loving kid. Torn between her quest for vengeance and burgeoning forbidden love, Elara must confront her past and expose the real conspirators. Will she reclaim her place as the true heiress, or will love to change her destiny?

GLOOMISERY SERIES #2 "Ngayong gabi ikaw ang canvas ko. Magpipinta ako sa iyong katawan gamit ang aking dila. Lulunurin kita ng mga kulay gamit ang aking bibig." ***** Hinawakan niya ang kanang kamay ko at sinimulan niyang magpinta. Sa gabing ito para kaming nagsasayaw sa malambing na musika gamit ang brush. Nasa likod ko lang siya at rinig ko ang pagtibok ng kanyang puso na parang payapang alon sa karagatan. Sa bawat paglikha ng bagong imahe sa canvas ay parang isang paglalakbay na sa huli ay babalik din kung saan nanggaling. __________________________________ Quotes are not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

On the morning of her wedding, Lady Seraphine Vaelis stands before the court in a gown of ivory silk, her hands steady despite the poison vials hidden in her sleeves. She has spent her life preparing for this moment, not as a blushing bride, but as a noblewoman raised on the art of subtle vengeance. Yet nothing could prepare her for the sight of her sister’s handkerchief, stained with Prince Tristan’s crest, fluttering to the marble floor at her feet. The betrayal is public. Brutal. Tristan doesn’t just reject her, he brands her a traitor, his smile sharp as the dagger he once gifted her. The guards drag her away as the court watches, her sister’s laughter following her into the dungeons. That night, a stranger emerges from the shadows of her cell. Prince Kaelan Dain, the exiled heir of the Thorn Court, offers her a choice: "Die a traitor, or live long enough to watch them burn." Seraphine chooses fire. Disguised as Kaelan’s bride, Seraphine enters the Thorn Court, a gilded nightmare of stitched lips and black roses. The courtiers smile with pearl-white teeth, their eyes hollow. The queen’s advisors never speak, their mouths sewn shut with silver thread. And Kaelan? He wears gloves at all times, hiding scars that glow like dying embers. Seraphine learns the hard way that the crown is no mere ornament, it’s a living thing, a parasitic horror that has consumed generations of royal heirs. It whispers. It hungers. And it has chosen her as its next vessel. But the crown isn’t the only monster in the court. Queen Lysara, who treats people like embroidery, something to stitch into pretty patterns or cut away when they fray. The Silent Blades, assassins with too many teeth and shadows that don’t move right. The First Daughter, a failed heir locked in the catacombs, her stretched face a grotesque mirror of Seraphine’s own. And Kaelan? He’s hiding something. Something that makes his hands shake when he thinks she isn’t looking. The deeper Seraphine digs, the uglier the truth becomes. Her engagement to Tristan was never about politics. She was bred for this, raised to be the perfect vessel for the crown. Kaelan isn’t just an exile. He’s the crown’s last surviving heir, fighting its influence day by day. The Thorn Court isn’t a kingdom. It’s a feeding ground. When the queen forces Seraphine to witness an "ascension" a living prince transformed into a hollow-eyed puppet, she realizes the crown doesn’t just want her body. It wants her rage. And her winnings. Seraphine’s skin cracks with emerald veins as the crown’s whispers grow louder. Tristan’s head on a spike, Kaelan kneeling at her feet, the kingdom hers for the taking. The only thing keeping her grounded? Kaelan’s scars, the ones that match hers. The garden’s heart holds the crown’s lifeblood, a pool of liquid darkness. To kill the crown, Seraphine must corrupt its source. But the cost? Becoming part of it. She plunges Pip’s dagger into the black water… and lets the void take shape. The Thorn Court collapses in on itself, its gilded halls now tombs. Seraphine emerges changed, her eyes flecked with black, her touch freezing. The crown is gone, but something lingers beneath her skin. Kaelan’s scars still glow. The roots run deeper than they thought. And in the ruins, something stirs… This isn’t a story about good versus evil. it is about what happens when the knife you wield against monsters start to feel like part your hand. And what will you sacrifice to keep it there.

"I married the soldier. I slept with the spy. I fell for the villain. And somehow... they were all part of me." Mia Veyra doesn't believe in happy endings - she was trained to end things, not feel them. As a spy with no country and too many secrets, her mission was simple: marry the hero, earn his trust, dismantle his world from the inside. Lucas Drax was never supposed to fall in love - not with her, and not again with the man he left behind in the ashes of war. But feelings have a way of disobeying orders. Mino Kael - the man they both tried to forget. A villain by reputation. A lover by memory. A ghost by choice. In a world where lies are currency and love is a liability, three souls collide in a storm of fire, betrayal, and desire. Some truths were never meant to surface. Some love stories were never meant to survive. But this one? This one was never meant to happen... and now it can't be stopped.