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The investigation is closed. The murderer has been punished. I should be free to live my life. But the first royal investigator is in no hurry to let me go. He suspects I am not who I claim to be. And he intends to uncover the truth, even if he has to bring me to the royal court and lock me up there.

Cast out from her home while pregnant, Ayla’s true nightmare begins in the Black Forest when she falls into the hands of Einar, the ruthless Alpha King. Dying from a curse, Einar searches for a cure, showing mercy to no one in his path. He views Ayla with nothing but contempt, loathing her for carrying the child of an unknown stranger. But if that is so, why does his inner Beast go wild at her scent? Why does a predatory hunger burn in his eyes instead of his usual icy stare? Einar has no idea that the secret of that magical night—the one she keeps in total silence—could be his only salvation, or the ultimate destruction for them both...

I’m a rookie actress working part-time as a matchmaker. He’s my charming new client — a divorced necromancer with two kids, and I’ve been tasked with finding him a bride. Three things happened that I definitely didn’t see coming: My boyfriend dumped me for someone else. I landed a role in a detective series — where someone might actually be trying to kill me. My new on-screen partner? That very same necromancer client. I was supposed to find him a perfect match. But now I’m not so sure... Do I really want to give him to someone else?

Two magical stories in one book! The King’s Heir Fate’s enchantment has bound me to a king—one destined to father his firstborn with me. He draws me in with every glance, every touch... But behind the smile of his beloved favorite, I sense betrayal waiting to strike. The Stolen Magic Reborn into the world of my favorite fantasy series, I just wanted a quiet life—running a little magic shop near the sorcerers' academy. That dream didn’t last long. First came the ten-year-old fox shifter with no memories. Then a devilishly charming necromancer dragged me into a tangled mess of secrets. Now there’s no turning back. If I want answers, I’ll have to uncover the mystery of Paragill Island… before it swallows me whole.

That day, my boyfriend dumped me, I got kicked out of university, and I had a huge fight with my parents. So when a mysterious wizard showed up offering to make me a witch and send me to a magical medieval world… I said yes. Instantly. The realization that I’d been tricked—and should’ve just taken a job at McDonald's—came a bit too late. No balls or pretty dresses here. Just dumpsters full of rats. No charming prince either. Just a grumpy pilot from a spaceship-era crash landing in the wrong century. As for magic? Oh, it exists. But people here get burned at the stake for it. So… who do I thank for this disaster? And more importantly — how do I survive it?

Betrayed by the man I was about to marry, I wished for a new beginning. I never expected it to come in the form of a ghost ship. Now I’m the reluctant guest—no, the intended bride—of the dark and dangerously charming captain of the Flying Dutchman. Cursed pirates, a sassy talking parrot, and legends that breathe salt and magic… And then there’s Davy Jones himself, offering me a deal I can’t quite refuse. But behind his wicked smile lies a secret—and maybe, a heart. Can love bloom on cursed waters? Or will it drag me under?

I jumped into a sandstorm — destroyed a caravan of temple priests and saved an innocent girl meant to be sacrificed to the gods. I am the Mask Mistress — a legendary thief of the desert. Now Colonel-Mage Dayvar Sharhes is hunting me down, ready to drag me to the capital for public execution. But he’s not just my pursuer… He may be my only chance to survive — because the stakes are far greater than any of us imagined.

He looked right through me as if I were nothing more than furniture. Yet, it was me—the submissive 'gray mouse'—whom the Dragon Prince appointed as the mistress of ceremonies for his bridal selection. Now, I must find a wife for this monster among the court's predators. Did he invite me to the palace because he thought I was weak and harmless? Big mistake. Years of strict upbringing taught me the ultimate lesson: the most dangerous enemy is the one no one notices.

She was a magnet for trouble, even before the royal bride selection began. And that was just the start... Seriously, who falls into a prince's arms twice? But did the sorceress have feelings for him, or was it his brother she loved? Only one thing mattered: she had to stop her rivals from winning the ruler's heart.

They married me off to seal a royal alliance. I’m a southern princess. He’s the heir of the North—a land of frost, harsh customs, and eyes colder than winter. My new home is no palace. It’s a trap. Every step I take is bound by rules I don’t understand—and don’t dare break. My fiancé’s smile hides too much. Someone keeps trying to kill me. Over and over again. I must survive. I must obey. But I’m learning to breathe in the icy air. And my heart… it beats not for the man I was promised to, But for the one meant only to guard me. They call it an engagement. To me, it’s survival.

One single decision can change everything — especially when you make it chasing freedom, while your fiancé quietly tightens the cage. And now, instead of freedom and rebel-filled swamps, you find yourself a prisoner with a magic-blocking bracelet, being transported on a ship whose captain sometimes hunts pirates… and sometimes demons. You're being taken to marry whoever the Emperor points to. Except somehow, you never quite arrive. Because the captain’s an adventurer, the crew is anything but ordinary, and as it turns out — Liin of the so-Yalat bloodline knew far less about her world than she thought.

Magdalena is just an ordinary village witch. Until recently, her biggest problem was her stubborn blonde curls, which made her feel like she didn’t quite belong among true seers. But a terrifying vision changes everything. Determined to save innocent lives, Magda leaves her quiet home behind and ventures into the great city of mages. What awaits her there? What trials will she have to endure? What secrets will she uncover? And most importantly — will she remember her grandmother’s warning: “Guard your heart, especially from mages. They know how to break it.”

I had never placed passion above duty. I always knew that my hand was betrothed to the Crown Prince, and my destiny was to ascend the imperial throne alongside a sovereign husband. And I cannot say that the prospect troubled me in the slightest. But then came a single dance. A single glance into eyes as black as the deepest abyss. And just like that… I no longer belonged to myself. The tragedy, however, is that I do not belong to my fiancé. I belong to a man who remains utterly indifferent to me. What would a well-bred Essa have done in my stead? Endured and forgotten. What did I do? I seduced him. I humiliated him. And then, I fled. Yet, who was I to think he would let such an affront go unpunished? It all began on the day His Highness the Crown Prince arrived for the festivities in

In the Varkas Kingdom, serious matters are handled with little dignity: revolutions are sparked by passion, and the fate of a missing princess is debated over beer. King Janek has failed to find his sister, so Prince Tadeusz of Zlotyn steps in. Heartbroken and pressured by a two-month deadline, he must find the princess and a bride in one go. Ella just wanted to enjoy tavern gossip, but instead met a mysterious stranger with golden curls and a suspicious smile. Tadeusz is a prince, Ella is no ordinary student, and fate has a wicked sense of humor. And yes—the prince will fall in love first. Hard, deep, and at the worst possible time.

Amaya bears a scarred face, and because of it, she's been promised to a man far older than her. But a sudden surge of magic binds her to a stranger, marking her hand with the seal of fate. She hasn’t seen his face — and has no idea whose life she’s now tied to. Can she keep her secret and survive her feelings when she learns who her true groom is? Book Two: The Stand-In Lady-in-Waiting

Some heroines travel to other worlds to save them... And then there’s me — Alina. First, my wedding collapsed. Then I woke up in the body of a young married queen from another realm. And the very next morning, the “king” and I opened our eyes… in a run-down apartment block. Someone changed our faces, my “husband” remembers nothing, and impostors sit on our royal thrones. But I’m no badass fantasy heroine! So instead of epic quests, I’m stuck living the oh-so-"realistic" life of a desperate housewife on maternity leave. Just as I settle into the chaos, a shady new neighbor ropes me into her band… Where the guitarist looks way too much like my first love. Oh dear mother of mine — what now?

Elina finds herself in another world, forced to impersonate a princess on her way to marry a prince from a rival kingdom. But the groom has vanished — and everyone blames the princess. As Elina tries to uncover the truth, she’s being watched by a man in a steel mask. Is he her ally… or her enemy?

I’m being forced to marry a high dragon lord. But… three of his former brides are dead, and five others broke off the engagement before it reached the altar. Could it get any worse? Oh, it could. Because I’ve started to remember a past life—one where I’d already been here. With him. Back then, he loved me. And still… he killed me. Now, if I want to survive, I must uncover the truth. And whatever happens, I can’t let my groom find out who I really am— The same woman who once died in this castle… by his hand.

I was planning to accept my family's magic, and my biggest problem was the list of suitors my parents insisted on. But that was before he burst into my life and turned it upside down. Now I live in the gloomiest castle, beyond whose walls a terrifying monster roams, and inside the castle, a dragon awaits me. The one who lured me here and who turned out not to be who he claimed.

He snatched me from my own wedding. A dragon prince — bold enough to claim I belong to him, promised as a babe. But I am of the proud Gamayun bloodline. And dragons? They’ve been our sworn enemies since time immemorial. So no matter what — I will NOT marry a dragon! Slavic Vedas and ancient folktales weave themselves stubbornly into modern reality. Part of the Reluctant Brides cycle — but this story stands on its own.