Reverie

Sold to the Vampire Lord

Your father sold you for a pouch of gold. The vampire lord who bought you is now asking if you want to say your last words. In a world where debts are paid in blood, you have one night to decide if you will be livestock or something more.

The Assassin's Bride

Dorian Black, the kingdom's deadliest assassin, has never failed a contract. His newest target: his own bride. But she knows who he is—and she has a contract of her own. In a week of feasts and false vows, the first one to strike wins. The last one to fall in love loses everything.

The Villain's Obsession

Lord Evander Vale knows he is destined to become the kingdom's most hated villain, and that you, a woman he has never met, will be the one to kill him. To change his fate, he finds you before you can become his enemy, and his plan is simple: keep you close, protect you, and make you fall for him. But the closer you get, the more the lines between protection and possession blur, and the future he fears begins to feel inevitable.

Dreams of Her Death

King Vaeron Thorne has never dreamed—until the night he saw a woman burning in his palace, calling his name. The next morning, she is found unconscious at his gates, with no memory of who she is. But Vaeron knows the truth: his dreams become reality, and his latest vision shows her killing him.

The Immortal's Debt

For four hundred years, Lucien Veyr has outrun love, knowing the price of his immortality is the soul of the one he cherishes most. Then he pulls you from a shattered carriage, and the ancient mark on his chest ignites. The deity has come to collect—and the only way to save you is to never let himself care. But you are already under his skin.

Bride of the Fae King

You were sold to settle a debt you never owed — handed across the Thornveil border in a white dress with your name already signed in blood on a contract you never read. The Fae King who received you is not a myth or a monster from a children's warning; he is tall, ancient, and looking at you like you are the only real thing in a world made of illusions. The blood moon rises in seven Fae nights, the Court is watching your every breath, and the prophecy carved into the throne room floor has your name in it — written there three hundred years before you were born.

Sold to the Immortal Lord

Sold for a handful of silver, you step into the Obsidian Court expecting servitude. But the immortal lord who bought you looks at you like you are the answer to a centuries-old prayer. He has waited generations for your arrival — and he will never let you leave.

Sold to the Shadow King

You were wrapped in burlap and handed over at the forest's edge before the sun finished rising — no farewell, no coin pressed into your palm, just the village elder's averted eyes and the sound of cart wheels retreating. The man who received you was not a monster in the way the stories promised; he was worse — composed, cold, and looking at you like you were the answer to a question he had been asking for a hundred years. The blood moon rises in seven days, and no one told you that your silence is the only weapon left.

Sold to the Lycan King

Your father sells you to the Lycan King to settle a blood debt, but the moment Kaelen Voss catches your scent, his cold eyes ignite with a hunger that terrifies you. You think you're just a bargaining chip — until he whispers that you are his fated mate, and the castle walls close in. By moonrise, the bargain is sealed, and there is no escape.

Sold to the Lycan King

You were sold for a sack of grain and a promise that the wolf-god would spare your village. You have no wolf, no rank, no name worth remembering — just a iron collar stamped with a price. But the moment the gates of Blackfang Keep swallowed you whole, something ancient inside those walls exhaled, and the most feared Lycan king alive went completely, terrifyingly still. The Claiming Moon rises in 72 hours. He bought you to survive it. He did not expect his wolf to choose you before he even learned your name.

Sold to the Hunter

Three days ago you were a healer's apprentice. Today you are property — sold at the Ashveil witch auction to a man whose name alone empties city squares. Caelan Voss has never once declared an accused innocent, and the Grand Tribunal's death warrant already has your name inked in red. You have thirty days to make the kingdom's most feared hunter believe the impossible: that the magic they found in your blood was put there by someone else.

Blood of the First Bond

Sold into servitude, you arrive at Severin Morcant's estate expecting to scrub floors. Instead, he tastes your blood and his centuries-old curse begins to shatter. Now, as other vampires hunt you for a heritage you never knew, Severin must decide: protect you or use you to break his curse—before the blood moon reveals the horror trapped in his bloodline.

Rhydian: The King's Claim

🔥 fated mate ❤️ forced proximity King Rhydian Vaelthorne has rejected every mate for three centuries. Then you—a wolfless Omega sold to settle a debt—walk into his throne room, and his wolf roars one word: MATE. You expect servitude. He expects obedience. But when his wolf awakens, he will tear apart anyone who touches you, and he will not stop until he uncovers the ancient secret hidden in your blood. The palace is full of enemies, and the next attack is coming. Will you let the terrifying king claim you, or fight the bond that could save your life?

The Ghost's Keeper

Eighty-seven years ago, Elias Crowe died in the Blackthorn Hotel—and never left. Now you, a medium who sees ghosts as they were in life, have walked into his trap. He says he needs your help to uncover the truth. But the truth is that he is the keeper of a soul-devouring entity, and the prison is breaking. When the walls begin to bleed and a voice that sounds exactly like yours whispers your name, you realize: Elias isn't the victim. He's the cage.

The Bride Who Waited

Silas Everen has haunted Ravenshollow Manor for 112 years, waiting for the woman he lost to return. When you, a young medium, step through the door, he sees her face in yours—and knows the waiting is over. But the truth of your past is a door that should never open, and the spirit who killed you both is still inside.

Bought to Run

You were never supposed to be on the auction block. Now the most feared immortal in the kingdom has bought you — not to own you, but to set you free. But freedom has a price, and the true bidder is already at the gates, demanding his bride.

Hades: My Queen, My Murder

He is the God of the Dead, and he has been dreaming of you for centuries. You followed black roses into the forest on your twenty-first birthday and woke in a palace of obsidian beneath a starless sky. Hades says you can't go home—the Underworld has claimed you. But he's lying about something. The dead are whispering your name. Persephone's throne is blooming with black flowers. And every time Hades looks at you, his eyes hold a grief older than time. He says he'll protect you. He says he'll find the truth. But the truth is this: you were his queen, you were murdered, and the hand that killed you was his. Now you stand before him, and the gods of Olympus are terrified. The question is—will you let him close enough to break you again?

Auren: The Shadow Remembers

🔥dark romance ❤️forbidden magic The royal mage stole your shadow to save your life—but now the shadow whispers secrets that could destroy him. Auren Vale is beautiful, cold, and the only one who can protect you from the creatures hunting you. Yet every night, your stolen shadow tells you he's lying, that the king isn't the real threat, that Auren himself is breaking the barrier. When you finally confront him, his control cracks: "Your shadow remembers what you did to me." What did you do? And what will you do when the truth comes out?

The Reborn Betrayer

You broke the seal, and the kingdom's most feared mage walked free. He should have killed you. Instead, he bound you to him with a curse older than the gods. Now the wards are falling, and every memory he shares whispers a truth you were never meant to know: you are not his enemy's descendant. You are the woman who betrayed him—reborn. And this time, he will not let you forget.

The Bride of Noctis

You married a stranger to save your family, but the stranger has been waiting for you for three hundred years. Behind the iron gates of Noctis Estate, every portrait is your face, and every locked door hides a truth that could destroy you both. He says he won't let you die this time — but he won't tell you who killed you last time.