Protective Fantasy Web Novels & Hate to Love Stories

He stole her to save his heart. The court's plan was to take hers. Wren Calloway mends locks in a border village, and she has one rule: never leave anything open. Ten years ago she left a gate unlatched — and the fae took her mother through it. On Tithe Night, Prince Rhydian Thornveil breaks his own court's law in front of the whole village. He doesn't take the tithe. He takes her. His heart is turning to black briar-wood, thorn by thorn — the curse that unmade his father. In twenty-nine days the last thorn reaches the centre, and the court will have to kill the thing on the throne. Only one pair of hands can cut the curse-thorn free: hands that can hold cold iron without burning. An iron-hand. Wren is the first found in a hundred years. What the court isn't telling her: their original cure was simpler. Her living heart, grafted in place of his dying one. The prince burned that order before he ever saw her face — and his refusal is treason. Bound by a bargain she negotiated herself — thirty days, her craft for her family's safety and her free departure at the Solstice — Wren must survive a palace of beautiful liars, a regent who calls her "our little remedy," and a prince who is ruthless to everyone except her. Because some things cannot be taken, bought, or bargained for. They can only be given. Stolen by the Fae Prince is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers fae romantasy with a cursed prince, a competent heroine, lethal court etiquette, and a bargain with teeth. Book 1 of The Veilbound Courts — HFN ending, series HEA guaranteed.

"I hate you." I gasp,clutching his leather jacket as his hands tighten around my waist. "The feeling is mutual." Then he crushes his lips against mine,making me forget my name. ------------- In my world,veltrith dominion,I am only my parents and my older sister's younger sister. But that changes when I am forced to marry the boy I hate. I become a fiancée,then a wife. My secret becomes hard to hide. The Secret that I am a dragon. A girl that weirds magic. In veltrith Dominion,I ought to be killed along with my family. But I am good at hiding it. when everything begins to unravel and tensions rise,I have no option but to work with my enemy to survive. It would be simple if my heart knew not to change course and start falling in love with him. A system where gods do nothing but their silence demands obedience. People pray with terror in their hearts- out of fear not out of love- for survival. Nobles fight among themselves while the commoners bleed for bread. Magic,the one thing that could free humanity is punished by brutal death. Faith is currency and yet,those who believe the most are poor. Welcome to Veltrith Dominion.

Lia Stormborn has gotten used to a life of abuse and neglect and somehow she has made peace with it, finding happiness in her own little way. She never imagined anything more was possible for her. Especially not in the hands of the monster of her dreams, the hybrid. Clint Montrose can pass as a regular werewolf, except that he is anything but normal. With both vampire and werewolf sides, Clint is forced into the kind of life any wolf dreads: one of isolation. Hybrids were always just a myth, until they weren’t. The power of fate brings Lia and Clint together and their worlds collide in a way they least expect, forcing them to depend on each other to survive. With enemies appearing from thin air and a love too strong to deny, can the fated mates find happiness or will love stay as it has always been for Lia and Clint— a dream?

I was sent to reap her soul. Now, I am it prisoner." ​Sloane is a Wingless Reaper. For five centuries, he hasn't known mercy only the cold weight of his blade. His final mission was supposed to be easy: find the girl born with the Infinite Soul and kill her before she manifest and destroy his kind. Elena has spent twenty- four years in a guarded palace, hidden from the world and even the air outside by the ancient Ouroboros cult. She is a walking miracle whose blood holds the key to immortality. She doesn't know she’s a savior; she only knows she wants to be free. ​The cult wants her blood. The Wingless want her dead. When Sloane finally corners his prey, the universe intervenes. A golden brand sears into his wrist a Divine Shackle. A 24-hour countdown to his own death begins, and there is only one way to stay alive : He must protect the girl he was sent to kill. ​Now, the world’s deadliest hunter is her only protector. To the Ouroboros, she is a prize to be harvested. To the Fallen, she is a plague to be erased. To Sloane, she is a beautiful curse. ​As the prophecy draws closer, he realizes the most dangerous thing isn't the ticking clock on his wrist... it’s the heartbeat he could feel for his enemy. ​One HUNT. One LEASH. No ESCAPE.

Elara has always believed she is ordinary—until a mysterious power awakens within her. Kael, the kingdom’s feared crown prince, hides a dangerous curse and secrets buried in his past. When their paths collide, an unexpected connection binds them together. With the kingdom on the brink of destruction, they must uncover the truth before their growing attraction becomes their greatest weakness, or their only hope.

The moment our magic touched, something shifted. My shadows didn’t fight his light this time. They reached for it instead, curling around the gold like they belonged there. “Lyra,” Kaelen said quietly, closer than I expected, “don’t force it.” “I’m not,” I whispered. That was the problem. I wasn’t controlling it at all. The connection deepened—raw, seamless, alive—threading through me like it had always been there. No resistance, balance. Just power. His gaze locked on mine, sharp with something I couldn’t ignore. “You feel that too,” I said. “Yes.” The answer came instantly. And it unsettled me. Because if he felt it too… then this wasn’t just my power. It was something else. Something neither of us understood. And for the first time since my magic awakened—I wasn’t sure if it made me stronger… or more dangerous. ---- Lyra Vale never asked for power. But when the crystal chose her, something ancient awakened—shadow magic thought to be dead for centuries. Feared. Forbidden. Alive inside her. Sent to the Royal Magic Academy under strict control, Lyra is told to suppress it. To become safe. But her magic refuses to be controlled. It grows. Prince Kaelen is the only one strong enough to counter it—his light magic the perfect balance to her shadows. He was meant to contain her. Instead, he becomes the only thing keeping her grounded. But something is wrong inside the Academy. Students are losing control. Hidden forces are moving beneath the surface. And someone is always watching Lyra. The truth is worse than rebellion or dark magic. Lyra was never meant to control the shadows. She was meant to awaken them. And when the truth comes out, she won’t just choose between light and darkness— She’ll decide who she becomes.