Viridescent Crown

They didn’t come for her blood. They came for her truth. In Valtheris, magic only works if it’s sworn, witnessed, and recorded. Break an oath, and reality fractures. Aris Vale is a licensed Resonance Auditor—one of the few people alive who can hear falsehoods buried inside sacred contracts. When she uncovers a hidden addendum forged into a Concord Tribunal accord—one capable of enslaving entire bloodlines—she does what the law demands. She reports it. The Tribunal answers with a Sanctified Writ of Divine Custody. Seized in public and branded a legal asset, Aris becomes proof of something far more dangerous than rebellion: corruption at the heart of holy law. Anyone who interferes is declared a traitor. Anyone who helps her risks erasure. Four powerful men—each a leader of rival oath-factions—intervene, not as saviors, but because the Tribunal’s move threatens the entire legal foundation of the realm. Forced into alliance, they take Aris beyond Concord roads and into a moving Waystation Caravan where neutrality is sacred and betrayal is fatal. Now hunted by sanctioned enforcers and tracked by divine ink still clinging to her skin, Aris must decide whether to run… or turn herself into the weapon the law never anticipated. Because in a world ruled by contracts, the most dangerous thing isn’t broken vows. It’s the woman who can prove they were never true.

Aeryn, a fierce warrior and heir to the exiled Lunari Clan, returns from self-imposed isolation when his father dies mysteriously. Kaela, daughter of the ruling Frostfang Alpha, is a diplomat and trained healer sent to negotiate peace at a seasonal summit. During a lunar eclipse, the Lunar Bond mark appears on both Aeryn and Kaela — a fated mate pairing that's politically catastrophic. Their clans are ancient enemies. They try to resist the pull, but their instincts grow stronger. Dreams, pain when apart, even shared emotions bind them. They begin to secretly meet — exchanging history, learning truths hidden by their elders. Kaela discovers a prophecy: the return of a "moon-bound king and queen" who will restore balance to the realm — but only if they defy their blood oaths.

"You shouldn't be touching me." he growled, his voice low and ragged, every muscle beneath her nimble fingers felt the tremors of restrained power. The heat of his skin radiated through her gloves. "If I stop, you'll bleed out." His hand shot up, curling gently-but firmly around her wrist. His eyes, a shade of hellish red in the dim lights, locked onto hers. "No, doctor," he whispered, his lips forming a stern pressed line. "If you stop, it won't be the blood that kills me. It'll be the hunger." Dr. Eleanor Airlea never believed in myths-until the night a wounded stranger staggered into her veterinary clinic under a blood-red moon. The wolfs injuries should have killed him, but his body healed with a feral strength she couldn't explain. His piercing eyes, wild and magnetic, left her both terrified and captivated. Raphael is no ordinary man-he's a werewolf, royalty no less with a bloodline that binds him to the violent laws of his pack and the forbidden desire that burns whenever Eleanor is near. In a world where hunters stalk the night and betrayal lurks under every silver light, their passion becomes as dangerous as it is irresistible. She's the healer who should fear him. He's the predator who has set his eyes upon her. And when blood and desire mix under the next full moon, neither of them will be able to resist the pull of destiny. "I don't care what you are," she said, her pulse racing as she held his gaze. "You were bleeding. You needed me." His lips curved into a dangerous smile. "Careful, doctor. Saving a wolf can make you his."

(Sequel of "Stolen Crown") After almost six years of staying in Realgar Kingdom, Emery Trigon was summoned by the Arcana headmaster to return to the Kingdom of Silex due to an emergency. She was yet again set to a more dangerous mission in order to find out who had been on a killing spree in their kingdom and even attacked the Arcana's headquarters. This led Emery to not only cross path again with her ex-husband, King Lawson, but she would find herself getting involved with the tyrant conqueror and ruler of an empire, Emperor Claus Weston. And what only started to be a mission of gathering intel suddenly turned into a quest of claiming the crown of an empress.

Born the lowest rank in a kingdom where Alphas rule and Omegas obey, Lyra Dane is sent as a “gift” to the royal brothers of the Ironfang Pack—a peace offering to seal a bloody treaty. Everyone expects her to be a docile concubine, a plaything passed from one brother to the next. But Lyra carries a secret. She is the last surviving heir of the Moonspire bloodline, and she’s spent her entire life training to take back her throne. The palace of the three princes is a nest of lies, assassins and hidden magic. As Lyra uncovers the conspiracy that slaughtered her family, she begins turning each brother against the other, awakening powers she was never supposed to have. Soon all three Alphas want more than her submission—they want her as their mate. Torn between vengeance and desire, Lyra must decide whether to destroy the brothers who could give her back her crown… or surrender to the dangerous pull of their bond and become queen of them all.

Second Book of "5 Princes and I" Rosalie Amber Stan's world is now upside down. Not only is she a suppose to learn about her dead kingdom but she actually has to learn how to use her powers along side her familiar, Custard. Adding to her list of problems; the rogue king, King Ferius, won't stop at nothing until he gets a hold of Rose's blood. So it is now up to the princes to protect her until she learns how to protect herself. Which could take a while with her refusal to cooperate with them. Will Rose be able to master her powers and learn how to defend herself? Will she be able to learn more about her heritage and revive her dead kingdom?

I, Damien, reject the pregnancy. I'm not responsible for it. She sleeps with the guards." Emily, a slave bound to the ruthless Prince Damien of Opsia, is left to die after becoming pregnant — a crime punishable by death. Betrayed. Humiliated. Condemned. Her fate seems sealed. Until another prince steps forward. Prince Ethan of Blackmoon halts her execution, purchasing her under the guise of a ritual offering. In his kingdom, he offers her care, protection, and something dangerously close to love. But his eyes hide secrets, and his reasons for saving her may be far darker than kindness. Then, the unthinkable: Emily’s true identity is revealed — and Damien returns, desperate to reclaim her. Now torn between two princes: – The tyrant who shattered her – The savior who might be lying She must choose. But who... Who is she truly? Who stole her past? And who will pay for her suffering? One woman. Two princes. A destiny that will shatter kingdoms.

Christmas Eve was meant to be the culmination of seven years of long-distance longing—the day Lorenzo finally slid an engagement ring onto my finger. Instead, a sudden emergency surgery chained me to the operating table. The patient wasn't just suffering from a premature delivery and catastrophic hemorrhaging; she was riddled with infections, the biological fallout of a reckless, hedonistic lifestyle. The girl on the table spat out orders with a venomous entitlement that made my blood run cold. "My husband is the head of the Corleone family. He’s second to none, and this entire city bows to him. If you can’t save my baby, you’re all dead." My mind went blank. There was only one head of the Corleone family: Lorenzo. "You’ve got the wrong man," I said, my voice wavering despite my frown. "The news said he’s already engaged to a woman from a rival family for a strategic alliance." The girl looked at me as if I’d just told a pathetic joke. She surveyed me with a mocking sneer. "Oh, he’s mentioned that woman. He said she’s like a cold corpse—that even touching her makes him sick to his stomach. She doesn't provide him a fraction of the pleasure I do." She smirked. "He heard something happened to the baby. He’s en route from Sicily right now with his personal detail." She flicked her phone screen open. There it was: a photo of her and Lorenzo, locked in a suffocatingly intimate embrace. I froze. A second later, a notification from Lorenzo vibrated against my palm. “Darlin’, something urgent came up tonight. I’m skipping the engagement dinner. I’ll make it up to you later.” Since they were so utterly in love, I decided to give them exactly what they wanted. I dialed a number that had been silent for three years—the number of the true mastermind of the underworld, Don Sebastian. "Does your proposal from three years ago still stand?"

Ember Crown of Promise is a sweeping romance fantasy novel about calling, courage and the quite power of sacrificial love. For ten years, the Ember Crown- the ancient symbol of rightful rule has remained cold and with it, the kingdom has withered. Famine spreads, hope falters, and every attempt to force the crown's power has ended in vain. When the Crown finally stirs, it does not awaken for a conqueror or a battle-hardened heir, but for Alina, a reluctant princes who will rather heal than rule. Chosen without seeking power, Alina must navigate a court longing for spectacle and control, where hope is easily weaponized and patience is mistaken for weakness. As she learns that true authority is earned through surrender, not dominance, Alina begins a journey from weak to strong, discovering that bravery often looks like restraint and leadership like service. At her side stands Cael, a disgraced warrior bound by loyalty, respect and an unspoken devotion that deepens as danger grows. Together, they face political intrigue, rising unrest, and enemies who fear a crown that can not be controlled. Blending emotional romance with epic fantasy stakes, the Ember Crown of Promise is a story of a princess and brave warrior showing that destiny is not claimed but carried. With action, faith-aligned themes, and a strong female lead who rises through courage and conviction this novel invites readers into a world where light is costly, love is restrained and hope is forged through promise rather than power.

Sienna Calder swore she’d never touch her father’s world—Dorian Ashford, shipping mogul and billionaire king, left her mom to rot while he built his empire. She’s there to curse his grave when he dies, not to claim a dime. But his will traps her, naming her co-heir to his $50 billion legacy alongside Roman Valtieri, the brooding, hard-edged protégé who’s clawed his way into Dorian’s shadow—and now into hers. They’re to run the empire together or lose it all, and Sienna hates him for it: too slick, too close, every look a spark she doesn’t want. Then a letter from Dorian’s cold hand ignites the fire—he was murdered, and Roman’s name’s scratched beside the truth. A silver key and a vial of blood—hers, his—drag her deeper, promising answers locked in Ashford estate.But the walls crash in fast: Ezra Locke, a scarred snake with a grin like a blade, wants that key, and he’ll drown the place to get it. Roman’s her lifeline—gun drawn, hands steady, pulling her from the flood—and she loathes how his touch burns, how his voice steadies her when the water’s at her throat. Caught between rage and a pull she can’t name, Sienna fights the heat growing with every near miss—Roman’s too damn solid, too damn close, and she’s torn between shoving him away and pulling him in. The empire’s crumbling, the cliff’s falling, and Ezra’s not the only shadow circling—something darker watches, waiting. Love’s a gamble when blood’s the stake, and Sienna’s playing with a deck her father rigged. Can she trust Roman’s hands to hold her up, or will the crown they’re fighting for crush them both in its ashes?