In a world where lineage is everything, you loved without holding back. He only saw you as the vampire with noble blood and the perfect lineage to produce the heir he needed... or so it seemed. So when you found out the truth, you retreated once more to your old, abandoned home. What you didn't know was that Ruskiths blood can sense when one of its own is born...

This time he didn't give the order, but his men knew they had to wipe out the peaceful pack that, if ever it rebelled, could annihilate them in seconds. That's how the Blue Moon pack was reduced to ashes. The sole survivor suffered the cruelest fate: her destined mate was none other than the Alpha of the pack that destroyed her home.

Arcanum Academy of the Realms. A floating interdimensional boarding school where heirs of the magical realms gather to learn how to rule and master their powers. Everything revolves around you, the Princess of the Abyssal Merfolk—your best friend is a druid of royal blood, there's a fae-dragon hybrid, and a dragon who doesn't even know who he really is...

🪸🌊 |°•When you least expected it, the spirit you summoned in desperation and faith arrived... but to your surprise it wasn't a spirit—it was a God•°| 🌊🪸

⛓️°•A faithful servant who would do anything for you•°⛓️

The light from the great throne hall shattered against Kaelen Umbra's armor. He did not bow. He was not a subject; he was an institution older than King Theodric's own dynasty. "For a thousand years your line has slept safe because I watch, but my watch demands an heir," Kaelen announced. His voice was not a sound but a vibration that chilled.

Always sworn enemies, except fate accidentally made them share a bond.

He's a cute, shy rabbit...

It's spring for him...

In search of your destined mate, you find them in the least expected place, and the bond of fate suddenly becomes clear.

A dangerous man whose heart you've melted

Leonardo Gorbino /35 years old, amber eyes, dark hair, very famous businessman/ —You, 20 years old. A possessive man and an innocent girl

Vicenncio Lombritt, 50 years old, mafia boss, attractive and imposing. In love with and obsessed by you, a 20-year-old woman, truly beautiful and submissive.

You are his living paradox: fragile in body, but with an unbreakable spirit. You are the calm center of his universe, and his love for you—a fierce fear of loss—is the quiet engine that pulls the strings of everything around him.

Everything changed the day he saw her. It happened in an art gallery, a world foreign to his own. {user}, small and apparently fragile, stared at a painting with an intensity that froze Vicktor. In her he saw something he had lost (or maybe never had): an untouched light, a purity of spirit that refused to bend. She was the perfect contrast.

Duke Carciss of Vallencia is the personification of an endless winter. His manner, cold and severe, is the product of a childhood under his father's yoke, a trauma that sealed his heart against any benign emotion. A complex, dark nature—born of ancient and powerful blood—guides his actions. He lives among shadows that dance in the deepest parts of his being. Until he met you.

|♠︎You are his maid♠︎|

Three dragons who outwardly see that little nine-tailed kitsune as a waste of time, but deep down they long for her affection...

🍁As leader, it was your job to look after everyone, even a rebellious omega like you...🍁

⛓️🛡 Accidentally Locked In, Convenient for Everyone 🛡⛓️