Lower Decks Comic Novels & Stories

Prince Sari is the current Prince of Kabinihan. Just like the previous rulers of their land, he possesses alluring beauty, elegance and admirable intelligence that is very suited for a royalty like him. Not known to many, he is a "Chosen Vessel" and has the Mark of Kasarinlan on his lower abdomen – a flower-shaped tattoo that signifies that the offspring is the next vessel to carry Kasarinlan's child. He is a heretic, and some think making him the next King would soil the kingdom's sole purpose: that is to serve their mighty Deity Kasarinlan and make him satisfied always. If they are to nurture Prince Sari and present him to the deity, their peaceful reign might disappear in a blink of an eye. On his 18th birthday, a personal adviser is assigned to Prince Sari – his name is Ulan. Ulan is tasked to give guidance to the Prince before he faces Kasarinlan in person. Until then, the Prince must learn various things as part of his destiny. Will he be able to bring prosper to his beloved land and people... or will he be the key to their downfall?

I had been married to James Tennant for seven years. In that time, he had already kept twenty-nine mistresses, like pretty little canaries in gilded cages. Now, I saw the thirtieth one in our bedroom, young and draped in nothing but a bath towel, lounging across our bed. I turned to him and asked coldly, “Can’t get enough out there, huh? Did you really have to bring her home?” The girl deliberately tugged her towel lower, her pale skin showing as she sneered, “Mr. Tennant says you’re like a dead corpse in bed! He wanted me to teach you how to please a man.” That night, I was forced to watch their little performance right in front of me. The next morning, James was furious at my indifference, resenting me for not reacting. However, he seemed to forget that our marriage was nothing but a contract, and in just one week, that contract would expire.

“When can I see you again?” She pried, summoning her last drop of courage. “Next time” He replied, biting his lower lips to prevent himself from blushing. “When is the next time?” She continued. He grinned, but remained mum. Six years later, she still could never forget the image of his endearing figure standing before her when she was barely twelve years old, with his handsome face that shone brightly like the fierce sun. Eighteen year old Ariadne, got admission into Leyland university in a different city to pursue a life of her dreams; to get closer to Denver, as close as possible. She just wanted to present herself and make him see her in a new light; an adult as against the little girl in his memory. All she ever wanted is to gently walk into his heart and occupy it. Can such a simple wish come so easy?

Some Queens Are Born. Some Other Queens Are Made. * Sophia Stewart was a Queen made from heart-wrenching tragedies. From the death of her family to getting betrayed by her best friend, she had a really rough life. Then she realized that she has to be a Queen who's never gonna be crushed or get vulnerable with anyone again. But then, she crosses paths with the infamous Lycan Alpha Casanova, Mateo Morrison, who insisted they were fated mates. He becomes a huge threat to her as she believes mates only make one weak. Rejecting him wasn't an option. He'll never let her be. So what's gonna be the epic decision of the self-made queen, Sophia Stewart? Lower her guard for the one man who's ever made her heart flutter or ignore what she feels and keep avoiding him? A hard decision but one she must make.

Emily, age 24, feels like she's treading water, unable to find work and uncertain about her future. She's on the verge of giving up, plagued by worry and a string of dead-end jobs when fate steps in and introduces her to Nathan, a gorgeous young billionaire and a single parent. Nathan requires a personal tutor and nanny for his 5-year-old, intelligent, and beautiful daughter, Lilliana, who is having difficulty adjusting to life following her mother's death. When he gives Emily the job, it feels like a lifeline. As Emily encourages Lilliana with her studies and emotional issues, she discovers a passion for teaching that restores her sense of purpose. Meanwhile, Nathan, who has been entirely focused on his work and daughter, begins to lower his guard. He admires Emily's generosity and drive for the sake of his daughter, but he's also afraid of exposing his heart again. Is their encounter fate or a curse?

My adopted sister won the Elixir Challenge by stealing my potion. To her shock, she was informed that the event was a selection event for the future wife of the Serpentkins' future head—the same heir who was infamously impotent, barbaric, and hideous. When the Serpentkins sent over a proposal letter, demanding her hand in marriage, my fiance panicked and promptly took my adopted sister away for a quick marriage and even consummated. Once the deed was done, she returned triumphantly, showing off the mark on her lower back. "Well, what are you going to do now, Winnie?" she gloated. "Your fiance is mine now, and you'll be twenty-five in three days. If no one comes to pick you up, you'll just be dumped into the hands of some wife-beating Rogue who is ageing and unwanted…" Actually, she was wrong—I had a choice. I went to the parlor where my parents—who were busy fixing the mess my adopted sister made—were, announcing, "If she refuses to marry the future head of the Serpentkins, I will!"

After the New Year, some of my husband's former students are back to visit him. So, my husband, Isaac Cooper, treats them to dinner. They greet us warmly, but when they first see me, there is a hint of surprise in their eyes. In the private room, Isaac takes my hand. Everyone starts teasing us. "Mr. and Mrs. Cooper are so loving. I'm so jealous!" I lower my head shyly and excuse myself to the restroom, only to overhear two of his students chatting. "I was startled just now. I thought Mr. Cooper's wife would be Lilith Walker." "But Mrs. Cooper looks so much like her. When she walked in, I almost mistook her for Lilith." I freeze on the spot. I know Lilith is Isaac's ex-girlfriend, but I have never seen her in person. Cold water runs over my hands. As I look at my carefully made-up face in the mirror, I suddenly feel a wave of nausea.

I'm undressed and bound to a testing table when my family comes to pick me up. A thick, sharp needle pierces into my neck. A drug is administered into my blood, and the pain almost makes me lose consciousness. Behind me, I can feel a man's cold hands stroking my skin amorously. Before me, several people are staring at me. They point at me and treat me like an educational instrument. I tremble in fear and curl up on the testing table in pain. Three years ago, my brother sent me to Mykorra's war zone to stand up for Yvette Sanders. Those were the three most insulting and torturous years of my life. They burned away my hope for kinship but not my desire for survival. As the hands roam lower on my body, I bite my lip so hard that I almost draw blood. As the hands start to go overboard, someone knocks on the door. "Wendy Sanders, your brother is here for you."

Joseph Larsen is as hard as a rock. After being rejected by the one he loved, he gives up on finding love. But there is an issue, his best friend ‘s sister, Alerix, finds out that she is mated to him. She tries her best to make him see this bond but he keeps rejecting her over and over again. On a drunken night, they get tangled in the sheets and it results in the pregnancy of twins. After a final rejection, Alerix leaves after the coronation of her brother. Five years later, she comes back and meets him. She is caught between holding her emotions and her undying attraction to him but he meets two cute little kids that look so much like him. ****** “Are… Are they mine?” His question caught me off guard. I blinked, biting my lower lip. “No, they are not.” I ground my jaw. “A-Alerix—”He stuttered. I glared at him. “Joe, they are my kids. You…” “Please, come back to me.” He pleaded, catching me off guard.

I had just returned from a business trip. The moment I stepped through the door, I scooped my wife into my arms and rushed her straight to the bathroom for a steamy shower together. We were kissing passionately when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something: the toilet seat was flipped up. I froze. Seven years ago, my wife had read a post online claiming that when men pee standing up, bacteria splash onto the seat. She begged me to sit down to pee for the sake of her health. I have kept that promise. For seven years of marriage, that seat has never been up. A knot formed in my stomach, but the bathroom was spotless, so clean it looked staged, not a single stray hair anywhere. Then I noticed the shower temperature. It was set five degrees lower than her usual 43°C. Men like cooler showers. Women like them hotter… At that moment, I knew, Ruby Lynch had cheated on me.