روايات وقصص إلكترونية من فئة Romance وعن Dark Romance وتدور في Alternate Universe

It started as a story. Just words. A fantasy, Elara wrote at night. A man she designed to be everything she craved for but never had. Marek! Obsessive. Possessive. Deadly loyal. Unapologetically hers. She never expected the knocks on her door when no one was there. The whisper of her name in an empty room. Or the scent of him. The one she only ever described in ink, lingering in her pillow. She thought she was losing her mind. Until the bruises appeared. Until her friends started disappearing. Until Marek stepped out of her pages… And smiled. Now Elara has to ask herself the one question that could shatter everything: Did she write him into existence…..or did he lure her into his?

After seeing the scandal between pop diva Arthemisya with her psychotic boss Tiger Letto, Milky created a dreadful path for herself. When Milky has an accident, Misya's fan, a shaman, performs an awakening ritual and instead places Milky's soul in Misya's body. Will Milky be able to settle the grudge while using a new power of love to manage the boss's obsession?

For five years, Mira poured her obsession into The Reckoning of Caelen Mors—a dark fantasy about a ruthless duke and the woman he becomes dangerously fixated on. At 2:47 AM, exhausted and alone, she died at her laptop. Her final words still glowed on the screen: "Duke Caelen finally showed her his true face. It was nothing like she imagined." She woke as Isadora Vess—the secondary character from her manuscript—in a silk bed, in a monster's house, with servants calling her by a name she'd invented. The problem: Mira remembers writing this world. She knows every dark secret. She knows how the story should end. Except her memories are fractured. The manuscript was never finished. And the characters have evolved without her input, making choices she never wrote, saying things she never scripted. Worse—Duke Caelen knows she's different. He's been waiting for her. Across seventeen timelines, he's seen her arrive at this exact moment. And in three of them, everything burned. Now Isadora must navigate a world she created but no longer controls, surrounded by men who each want to use her—a charming prince offering escape, a dark count offering power, and a villain offering the only thing that might be true: the answer to why she's here, and what happens when an author gets trapped in her own story. Because in every version where Isadora arrives, the empire falls. And Caelen has been waiting a very long time to see which ending she'll choose this time.

For centuries, witches and werewolves have been locked in a brutal war of blood and betrayal. But when a cursed prince and a disgraced street witch are bound by ancient magic, the fate of their world begins to unravel. Arielle Thornbrook has survived the streets of the witch dominion with nothing but sharp instincts and sharper words. Born to a disgraced bloodline and branded unworthy, she trusts no one—especially not the ruling witches who let her starve, or the werewolf beasts raised to hunt her kind. When she’s caught stealing from a noble, she’s given a grim choice: execution… or conscription to the infamous Warborn Academy, where witches and wolves are trained to kill side by side. Lucian Draxon was born for war—and cursed for it. The cold, ruthless heir to the werewolf throne hides a devastating secret: a blood curse that binds his fate to a witch. When Arielle’s wild magic triggers that curse, they’re tethered in pain and power—two enemies forced to train, fight, and survive together. As the academy pushes them to the breaking point, a dangerous attraction ignites between them—one neither can afford. But whispers of an ancient prophecy resurface, revealing a chilling truth: only the union of witch and wolf can break the curse and end the war… or doom them all. Hunted by their own kind, betrayed by those closest to them, and bound by a love they never asked for, Ari and Lucian must choose between loyalty and rebellion, vengeance and peace… or risk losing everything.

Aria Vale came to Silver Moon University for one reason—to leave her painful past behind and finally build a life of her own. She never expected to catch the attention of Kael and Kian Blackwood, the dangerously handsome twin heirs everyone on campus knows. Kael is cold, controlled, and impossible to read. Kian is charming, confident, and far too good at getting under Aria’s skin. They are different in every way, yet both seem strangely drawn to her. At first, Aria assumes their interest is nothing more than attraction. Then someone begins sending her messages about her dead mother. Messages no stranger should know enough to send. As Aria gets closer to the Blackwood twins, she begins discovering that their wealthy family is hiding secrets—and somehow, her own past is tangled within them. Kael and Kian know more than they’re willing to tell her, but even they don’t understand why Aria has such a powerful effect on them. What begins as an unexpected university romance slowly becomes a dangerous journey into secrets, loyalty, betrayal, and a world Aria never knew existed. When the truth finally emerges, Aria will have to face a question that could change everything: What if the life she thought she knew was never the truth at all? And when two powerful brothers are forced to choose between the secrets of their family and the girl who has captured both their hearts, there may be no way for everyone to walk away unbroken

After my father passed away three years ago, my mother drifted through relationships, never staying with one man for long. When we moved in with Professor Williams, I was surprised to discover his two adult sons still lived at home. Phoenix seems decent, but Jack? He despises me. He’s convinced my mother is after his father’s money, and that I’m just her useless shadow, dragged along for the ride. Their judgment hangs thick in the air—every glance feels like a scalding brand. And trapped under the same roof, there’s nowhere to hide.

Josie Rourke was never supposed to be the bride. She was the plain one. The quiet one. The deaf one they kept in the back room with the calculators while her sister was groomed for a billionaire. Then Vanessa climbed out the bridal suite window forty minutes before the ceremony — and their mother pulled the dress over Josie's head. Just say the words, baby. He has never looked at you. He won't start today. But when Julian Sterling lifted her veil in front of six hundred witnesses, he didn't flinch. He turned his face into the light, made sure she could see his mouth, and said eight words that blew her life apart: "I know who you are. I asked for you." He didn't marry the wrong sister. He married the one woman alive who can read a lie straight off a man's mouth — and she's about to read one off his. Now Josie has twelve months, a husband who touches her like he owns her and looks at her like she's the last honest thing left in the world, and a dead father whose name keeps turning up on paper he never lived to sign. She thought she was the payment. She's the weapon.

Vows of Silver and Sin “In the city of Oakhaven, you don’t pray to God. You pray to the Syndicate.” Elara Vance is a mafia princess with a lethal secret: she can "read" the memories of any object she touches. But in a world where magic is a death sentence, her gift is a gilded cage. When her father’s gambling debts finally come due, she isn’t sold for gold. She’s sold to Dante Vane the cold-blooded "Shadow-Walker" Don who rules the supernatural underworld. Dante is a man of iron and whispers, cursed with a touch that brings only agony. He doesn’t want a wife; he wants a key. He believes Elara’s bloodline is the only thing that can break the ancient curse tethering his soul to the shadows. The deal is simple: Break the curse, and she wins her freedom. But as the wedding bells toll and a magical war brews on the horizon, Elara discovers that the man she was taught to fear might be the only one capable of saving her. In a den of monsters, falling in love is the most dangerous sin of all. Will she break his curse, or will the shadows consume them both?

He was a god. Untouchable. Forbidden. Deadly. For centuries, Damian Blackthorn walked among mortals, hiding his true nature behind a mask of cold perfection. Bound by a divine law never to interfere, he had one rule: humans were not his to save. Until the night he saw her. Nanya was nothing special—just a regular girl, late, tired, and vulnerable. She should have died in that dark alley. Damian should have walked away. But against his will, against every law written in blood and fire, he saved her. And that one reckless act changed everything. Now, Nanya carries the mark of a god. His power burns in her veins, tying her fate to his, making her both irresistible and forbidden. She is his salvation… and his curse. He swore never to love a mortal. She never believed in gods. But in the shadows of desire and danger, doom tastes a lot like destiny. 🔥🔥🔥

[Reverse Harem | Sci-Fi Beast World | Transmigration | Enemies to Lovers | Sweet Redemption] Transmigrating into the body of a cruel, hated fake princess in a sci-fi empire? Worse, I’m soul-bound to FIVE terrifying Alpha beastmen who want nothing more than to tear me apart! Me: Forget romance! I’m a modern geneticist—I’ll just cure their wounds, break our deadly blood-bond, and stay alive. The Result? My medical magic worked too well, and now these lethal overlords are utterly obsessed: The Tsundere Wolf King: Barks insults, yet secretly hunts for me and savagely beats anyone who dares look at me wrong The Arrogant Dragon God: Acts ice-cold, but secretly shrinks into a tiny dragon cub just to cuddle in my lap The Cunning Fox Medic: Teases me with dangerous charm, only to remove his mask, blushing as he lets me trace his hidden scar The Yandere Snake Hacker: Wraps his icy tail around my waist, pulling me into his dark lair just to shower me with glowing flowers The Fierce Cat Scout: Pretends to hate me, but purrs uncontrollably under my gentle headpats, risking his life to shield me When an imperial conspiracy banishes us to the deadly wasteland, I prepare to sever the bond and set them free. But instead of leaving, all five unhinged Alphas drop to their knees, eyes burning with dark devotion: "Break the bond? Never. You healed us, Princess—now you're stuck with us forever."