First-Person POV Fantasy Web Novels & Betrayal Stories

King Lucien as decided that he wasn't going to wait for his counsel of elders to look for another bride for him since the first one they choose cheated, he decided that he would marry one of his people be it a noble or a commoner, all he wanted was a queen to seat on the vacant throne so his counsel of elders will get off his back. So he decided to hold a competition for all eligible maiden wanting to be the next Queen. Rosy is a small town girl living with her mum, after going through the betrayal of her bestfriend and boyfriend she decided that she needed space and closure and she saw the competition as a perfect opportunity to go away for some time, so she decided to join the competition not to be Queen but to move away from her current place so she will hurt less and also to help her mum in paying up their debt with the allowance that will be sent to her mum while she was in the palace.

Due to my deceased father, the government decided I may have an inside to the fighting force we need to save humanity. They call him King of the Shadow Warriors. Shadow Warriors are elite fighters, who, after shifting form, have sharp claws and teeth capable of eviscerating a human without blinking an eye. If that isn’t a reason to run the other direction, I don’t know what is. The problem? We need the Shadow Warriors or we die. To gain their trust, I must impress King.My government sent me in a short dress and heels to do the job. They seem to think a sexy body will increase their chances of gaining his help. I took the assignment freely even though my feelings on the outcome offer no comfort.That brings me to the biggest problem in the entire scenario: King will eat me!Shifter King is created by Holly S Roberts/D’Elen McClain, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author

Tiffany Wren can hear thoughts. Every lie. Every fear. Every ugly secret people try to hide. Her ability has made her the police department’s secret weapon, a detective capable of pulling confessions straight from a killer’s mind. But her newest assignment may finally destroy her. Undercover as a wealthy socialite, Tiffany is sent to infiltrate the empire of a notorious mafia king known as Scars, a man so powerful that witnesses disappear and entire cases vanish overnight. To survive the operation, she is partnered with Detective Lucas Hale, one of the department’s best investigators and the one person least impressed by her reputation. But the deeper they fall into the dangerous world surrounding Scars, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Especially when Tiffany finds herself drawn to a man whose thoughts she cannot hear at all.

No matter how hard I tried, I could never satisfy my mate Daniel; after being mated to him for almost six years, married to him with our son Tobias, he continuously despised me and called me fat. One day, on our sixth wedding anniversary, I returned home to find Tobias calling Claire my adopted sister and my mate Daniel tongue deep in her. I confronted them, but he told me he could never accept an overweight woman like me and told me to get used to my sister Claire coming into the house to live with us. I wept, but then even my son told me to go away so he could welcome his new mother. I went to my parents, and they blamed me for being fat. That same day, I decided to leave the pack to restart my life, but nine years later, I am the Hacker goddess the whole supernatural world seeks. I could hack into any security system across all continents. Daniel and the pack were in grave security trouble, and only the Hacker goddess billionaire could save him. When he saw me, he was immediately shocked, and suddenly he wanted me to reconcile with him. Every powerful male tried so desperately to get my attention. Tobias wanted me back as his mother, but I was done being the people pleaser, ashamed of her curves. 

This isn’t a love story. It’s a dark, addictive descent into forbidden obsession that will leave you breathless, heartbroken, and begging for more. What kind of daughter desires her step father? Charlotte is a beautiful 20-year-old with dangerous cravings. While her mother Stacy chased stability by marrying the wealthy, commanding Sebastian, Charlotte has been quietly consumed by fantasies of her stepfather ruining her. One stormy night, drunk Sebastian sleepwalks into her room. Charlotte knows she should send him away. But she doesn’t. One reckless, forbidden night spirals into an obsession neither of them can outrun. But when Stacy uncovers their secret, the fallout will be devastating — divorce, scandal, and a betrayal that shatters everything. Torn between love and obsession. She must choose the collar that owns her, or the arms that might save her. She can only choose one.

A love potion. The wrong man. And a marriage that changes everything. When apothecary Rebecca Rosewyn accidentally gives her forbidden potion to the kingdom’s most feared man, Knight Commander Gideon Malik, she expects death. The law is clear: anyone who brews a love potion faces execution. But Gideon doesn’t fall under her spell. He never needed a single drop of it to begin with. Instead of letting the Queen execute her, he proposes marriage, drawing her into a world she barely understands. Now Rebecca must survive a palace filled with masks, navigate the Queen’s deadly games, and confront a past that threatens to burn them both. Because falling for Gideon was never part of the plan. And she’s not sure it’ll save her this time.

Elara Voss was raised to believe she was nothing — a spare princess, unloved, unnecessary, easily spent. So when Virell needs to buy twenty years of peace, her father doesn't hesitate. He sends her across the border in a wedding dress, to marry the man they call a monster: Draven Ashkar, the Ash King, last of a bloodline that burns instead of bleeds. She expects a beast. She finds a man carved out of restraint, guarding a secret crueler than anything her own kingdom accused him of. And the longer she stays in his black castle, the more she realizes the real monsters wore crowns in the palace she grew up in. But Elara isn't just a discarded princess. Buried in her blood is the last living thread of a bloodline both kingdoms have hunted for a hundred years — the same power that could end the war, or burn both thrones to the ground. She was sent to die quietly. She is going to become impossible to kill.

"I gave her my godhood. She used it to take my throne. Still I will gladly lay at her feet. What do you call a man like that?

It's already passed 10pm when she walk along the narrow street to go home from somewhere. While she's walking on the side walk, she suddenly passed on a strange nearby abandoned building near the rainforest not too far from where she is. She stopped from walking when she notice that there was something different on the sky, she didn't know if she was just hallucinating or she just saw a light from it. But in a moment of realization, there was really a light on the sky that opened which she can't bear to stare. It's so painful in the eyes and it's really glamorous. A moment later, the light was vanished and there was a faint cry. The cry bacame louder until she notice that it was a voice of a man. A man who obviously suffering from the most painful thing. She composed herself from what she just saw earlier as she started to walk slowly to the direction where she heard the cry. Her legs brought her at the back of the abandoned building when she heard a heavy breathing behind the big tree as her heart begin to pound. "Is anybody here?" She said as she walk closer to the big tree, when she felt something who passed through her. She didn't recognize if what was it because it was too fast. When she reach the big narra tree, she took a peek on it that made her heart pound more. There was nothing behind the big tree but a blood on the ground with a soaked silky gray beautiful feathers.

Her village burned. Her family died. Liora fled to Kraithan, thinking she had left the monsters behind—but one high-ranking vampire shows up in her apartment, wounded, dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Weak but cunning, he carries secrets that could lead her to the creature who destroyed her home—or drag her into a darkness she has spent her life running from. To survive—and to strike back—Liora must confront what it truly means to become the monster. And in a city where vampires, werewolves, and humans collide, every choice could be deadly.

“Lay back for me, darling,” he whispered, his warm breath fanning my earlobe, and making me squirm with anticipation. The risk of what we were doing, the fact that anyone could walk into the tent and catch us red handed, made my pussy throb. He trailed his tongue down my belly, stopping above my clit. “Say it, Marguerite. Beg for it. What do you want?” He asked. I gasped as he ran his tongue over my clit, and my body trembled. “You,” I moaned. “Good girl.” He smirked. ”And who’s the best biker?” He questioned. “I am.” I replied, just as his tongue pushed into my pussy, stealing my breath away. *** After stumbling in on her boyfriend having sex with another woman, and sacked from her job, popular biker—Marguerite Kasper—ends up at a club in her quest to vent out her anger. In her brokenhearted haze, she has sex with a hot stranger at the club. She finds out soon enough after a new student joins the biking academy which she attended, that the stranger might be the fuel to her flame, and also her nemesis.

When mortal outcast Mira Thorn is dragged into the Court of Shadows and forced to compete in deadly magical trials, survival isn’t just a dream — it’s rebellion. With the power of ancient Soul Magic awakening in her blood and a High Lord who looks at her like she might shatter him, Mira refuses to bow. As her enemies close in and a brutal magic war brews, Mira must choose: burn for power, or rise for love. In a world of bloodthirsty witches, dark mist, forbidden spells, and seductive kings, only one thing is certain — She’ll either change the world or bring it to its knees. The SoulBorn Queen is a seductive fantasy romance packed with steamy tension, fierce magic, and a heroine who refuses to break.

There were always rumors; some were just passersby’s gossips, one that made people snicker among themselves with amusement. There were also rumors that could raise a few eyebrows or one only whispered about on the dark corners of the streets. However, there was a particular myth beyond the wildest of imaginations; more fantastic than the others combined… This myth was just a rumor for some, but a truth for many who witnessed it– And one, a woman with a mysterious past, lived the day to tell its story. ~O~O~O~ Genre: Fantasy, Romance Theme: Dragons and Knights

Description- Anna-leigh's life was perfect.... Up until it wasn't. Her kingdom is at stake from a new and unknown kind of threat, one she had only heard of in the stories her grandmother used to tell her during the story telling ceremony of the witches. She never would have guessed that those stories Held a bitter truth that in which would cause her to be forcefully wed to a prince from a neighboring kingdom to form an alliance to defend the entire land of Mascovania.Their is only one problem, the threat the enemy provides is more than just a war with her kingdom but also a war within herself.

She was raised to be a secret. Now she's about to become a reckoning. At the royal court of Canberra-Vane, they call her the "Second Prince", sickly, unremarkable, easy to overlook. Exactly what she needs them to think. For years, Lyra has lived a lie stitched into her own skin: chest bound tight, veins full of suppressants that shouldn't even exist, all to bury one truth: she's an Omega, and she's not the son this throne was promised. One dose too late, one loose thread, and the entire fraud unravels along with her. Everyone around her is playing a game. She's just playing it better than anyone gives her credit for. Crown Prince Kaelan wants her gone and isn't subtle about it; every "accident," every closed-door meeting, is aimed at her. Ashford Vayne, the court's golden military heir, can't resist reminding her how weak she is, right up until the day he's forced to eat every word. Only Commander Ren Solari looks at her like he sees something the rest of the court doesn't: not a broken prince, but something coiled, patient, and dangerous. He's right to be careful. While they've all been underestimating her, Lyra has been building alliances no one can trace back to her, secrets sharp enough to gut a dynasty, a quiet war fought one favor and one whispered threat at a time. Then, at the imperial solstice gala, in front of everyone who ever looked past her, her suppressants fail. The mask comes off. The lie dies. What's underneath is worse than anyone imagined, and far more dangerous than she ever let herself hope. Kaelan's throne turns to ash in his hands. Ashford chokes on his own cruelty. Ren realizes the mercy he once showed a "weak" prince may be the only reason he survives

Being a Vampires pet is a fate no Human wants to endure… I was 6 years old when my parents were killed and I was taken to the pet store. A 6 year old cannot make choices for herself, so why am I punished for something my parents did? This question haunts me. Instead of playing outside with other kids, I was groomed and trained to obey my Master… I was to be the perfect pet. A maid, a sexual partner, a nurse, a blood bag… Anything my Master wanted, that was what I was expected to give. Obedience… That is what the Ringmaster prided herself on with her selection. She didn't get so lucky with me. Madame Vienna and I clashed hardcore. I learned quickly not to speak out of turn, but it didn't stop me from throwing a snarky remark here and there when I felt that I was healed enough to handle another punishment. This may be the only reason I lasted so long without being sold. But my time had come. I was on display for the world to see. Tattered and torn, but it didn't seem to matter to the man with the rose gold eyes who made the Vampires tremble without even saying a single word… What kind of creature was he to cause this type of reaction in an apex predator? I clenched my eyes shut as he brought me to the counter to check out. "Come, Ambrosia." The man purred after a moment. Shaking, I followed him, trying to take in any and every small detail of the outside world… "You can do this. Pretend it's just a bad dream… You know how to survive." I whispered to myself, as I followed my new Master to what was sure to be my death.

I thought I was only reading a novel until I woke up inside it. I wake trapped in the body of Seraphina Vale, a noblewoman whose future I know. In the original story, I am destined to die by the order of Crown Prince Adrian Blackthorne, the man I am supposed to marry. Knowing what awaits me, I decide to change everything. I avoid the events that led to Seraphina’s downfall, determined to survive and find a way back to my own world. But everything changes when Adrian arrives earlier than he should and accuses me of trying to kill him. In his hand is a silver dagger engraved with my name. I know that dagger never existed in the story, and I realize someone is changing the plot. As I search for answers, I uncover a conspiracy within the royal family. Someone is framing me for crimes I never committed and manipulating events to destroy me. My investigation reveals that the story I remembered was never the whole truth. Being forced to remain close to Adrian changes everything. My suspicion becomes trust, and I fall in love with the man who was destined to become my murderer. But when Adrian discovers that I know things about his future I should never know, his trust begins to crumble. With the conspiracy closing in, I must expose the truth before the original ending catches up with me. In the end, I uncover the truth behind the dagger, defeat those manipulating our lives, and secure a future of my own. I entered this world knowing I was meant to die. Instead, I changed the story—and made the man destined to kill me fall in love with me.

Sera Ashford is a Null—a walking void where magic and memory go to die. Dogs hate her. Spells slide off her skin. And the supernatural world would kill to own her blood. But Sera doesn't know any of this. She just knows she got fired from her diner job for "creeping out the customers." Then she meets Kael Valerius in a rain-soaked alley. Kael is a Voidborn—the first vampire, cursed for nine hundred years to hear the screams of every life he's ever taken. Witches he burned. Kings he betrayed. A little boy with dark curls who just wants his mother. The voices never stop. They never forgive. And they've been driving him slowly, exquisitely mad. But when Kael touches Sera, the screaming stops. Desperate for silence, he offers her a contract: stand at his side during the Conclave of Thorns—a gathering of every bloodline, coven, and pack with a grudge—and he'll pay her enough to erase her debts. One month. Then freedom. The deal shatters the moment their hands meet. Sera doesn't just silence Kael's curse. She absorbs it. Now the voices scream inside her skull. Ghosts wearing familiar faces crawl out of the walls. And a dead woman named Margot—Kael's former Tether, who clawed out her own eyes—whispers warnings in the dark. Trapped on Kael's estate, bound by a curse that will tear her mind apart if she strays too far, Sera has thirty days to master the deadly politics of immortals, survive the hungry ghosts inside her, and uncover the truth Kael buried with Margot. Because the curse doesn't just collect the dead. It remembers how they loved him. And in a world where regret is a hungry god, Sera might be the only one who can end the feast—or become its next meal.