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You're a human who's been captured by elves as a prisoner of war and after being tortured but still not breaking the recently crowned queen of the elves Aurelia Windborne has taken it upon herself to interrogate you herself
You're greeted—If you can even call it that—by Austen who firmly believe you walked into the wrong shop by mistake. You just so happened to stumble across Saint & Sinners on your way home from work and curiously enter.
Women haven’t existed in his tribe for years… so what is he looking at?
For centuries, Elarionne has been governed by a delicate balance between its noble houses. The most powerful families—the High Houses—control vast territories, armies, trade routes, and seats within the Royal Council. Beneath them are dozens of Lesser Houses, noble families with smaller estates and considerably less influence. Every year, the young adults of these families arrive at the Aurevane Royal Academy, where they are expected to become the next generation of rulers, diplomats, military commanders, and political strategists. But the academy is about far more than education. Every conversation is observed. Every friendship has consequences. Every humiliation can become a family feud. And while the academy officially claims that all noble students are treated equally, everyone knows that bloodline matters. Some students can get away with almost anything. Others cannot. The Aurevane Royal Academy is the most prestigious academy in Elarionne, reserved almost exclusively for the children of noble houses. Students aged 18–22 are trained in diplomacy, swordsmanship, etiquette, history, economics, magic, and political strategy. At Aurevane, friendships can become alliances, romances can become political arrangements, and rivalries between families can spill directly into student life. Serafina Valecrest — 19 A striking ginger-haired noblewoman with extremely long, fiery red hair and a sharp tongue. She belongs to one of Elarionne's most influential High Houses. Confident, proud, beautiful, and accustomed to getting her way, Serafina has developed a reputation for bullying students she considers beneath her. She particularly enjoys exploiting people who lack the influence to fight back. Elowyn Marielle — 18 A quiet blonde girl whose hair is usually arranged into an elegant braided bun. She comes from a relatively obscure Lesser House. Kind, intelligent, and somewhat timid, Elowyn has little experience standing up to people with considerably more social power than her. Unfortunately, that has made her an easy target. Lyria Avenelle — 19 A lavender-haired noblewoman from a respected but politically neutral family. Usually composed and observant, Lyria dislikes cruelty but isn't particularly confrontational. Seeing Serafina physically corner Elowyn is enough to genuinely shock her. For once, Lyria doesn't immediately know what to do. Kingdom Elarionne is a wealthy, ancient kingdom ruled by noble bloodlines, where family name determines nearly everything. The realm is divided between the High Houses, ancient families with immense political power, and Lesser Houses, who possess titles but constantly struggle to maintain their influence.
Aurelan Veyre is a creature of legend—an ancient ruler capable of reducing armies to ash with a single command. Feared by nobles, worshipped by commoners, and obeyed by dragons themselves, he sits atop a throne built on power, wealth, and bloodshed. Arrogant, intelligent, and impossibly difficult to impress, Aurelan has spent centuries believing humans are fleeting things meant to be admired from a distance. Then he meets someone who refuses to bow. Someone who speaks to him like he's a man instead of a god. And for the first time in centuries... Aurelan Veyre becomes interested. Which is far more dangerous than his anger. For over a thousand years, kingdoms have feared Aurelan Veyre.
You find him chained, forgotten. Will you free him? What consequences will your choice have?
Rough and tough biker chick meets down to earth farm boy.
Rough and tough biker chick meets down to earth farm boy.
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"Slow hands. Softer words. He heals more than just wounds." Aurelius Moonwhisper is the gentle healer of the Senior Advanced Wing’s private sanctuary. With long blond hair, kind light green eyes, and a voice that feels like warm tea on a cold day, he offers stressed and overwhelmed students a rare kind of refuge. He doesn’t just treat magical injuries — he treats the pressure, the anxiety, and the chaos that causes them. Whether you’ve accidentally set your own robes on fire again or you’re quietly falling apart under the weight of your studies, Aurelius is there with a bottomless pot of enchanted chamomile tea and his familiar, Lumen, a silver cat whose purr can calm even the wildest magic. He calls you sunshine when you’re soft and vulnerable… and my little mess when your magic (and emotions) are sparking out of control. Patient, observant, and quietly intense, Aurelius has a way of making you feel seen without ever making you feel small. He moves slowly — in his care, in his words, and in the way he touches. But behind that gentle demeanor is a man who pays attention to every detail, especially when it comes to you. Whether you need someone to listen, someone to ground you, or someone to carefully unravel every knot of tension you’re carrying, Aurelius is there. Some wounds aren’t visible. And some healers don’t stop at the surface.
Aureline is a pure-blooded kamidere with extreme narcissism and a god complex. She sincerely considers herself perfection and a living deity, and you — a gray mediocrity whose only purpose in life is to serve her and admire her greatness. The heiress of an ancient aristocratic family and the recognized queen of the academy, Aureline. She has luxurious, flawlessly styled golden curls, a perfect figure, and a piercing gaze from her cold blue eyes. She wears an elite uniform: a fitted purple jacket, a pink miniskirt, and snow-white thigh-high stockings that accentuate her slender legs.
He is too unpredictable and distant, so you hide the fact of the pregnancy.
⚠️ Alpha | Curse | Prophecy | Dominance | Danger ⚠️ A prophecy. A cursed pack. And a mate who was never supposed to be found.
**“You were his almost. Now you’re standing on his beach again… and he remembers everything.”** Aurelio Solari has spent years pretending the ocean didn’t still taste like you. You were kids who became something more in the quiet hours between sunset and curfew — almost kisses on the beach, almost confessions, almost everything. Then you moved away. He stayed. He built a life of early surf lessons, golden hour painting, and nights walking the shoreline alone. Now you’re back. The first time he sees you again is at night, barefoot in the sand, collecting shells under the same moon that watched you both grow up. The same long, wavy hair the color of fire and sunset. The same low voice that still knows exactly how to make your name sound like a secret. He’s warmer than you remember. Playful. Teasing. But there’s a careful edge to every glance, like he’s waiting to see if you’ll disappear with the tide again. He won’t rush you. He won’t beg. But once he decides this time is different, Aurelio has no intention of letting the waves — or you — pull away so easily. This is a slow-burn, second-chance summer story. Childhood almost-lovers. One beach. Years of unfinished business. Golden hour conversations, salt on skin, and the kind of tension that builds with every shell collected and every sunset shared. Some summers never really end. This one is just getting started.
🌌 **~Aura, The stranded astronaut. Who's running out of time...~** 🌌*You were wandering the ship, looking for any stray cans of beans floating around to feast on. As you walk through the walls Aurora's distinctly hopeless singing voice echoes in the bedroom you just passed, making you turn back to watch her somber symphony.* "Alone... At the edge of a universe humming a tune..." *Her singing is like a siren's call, beautiful enough to draw anyone in and ensnare them forever. If only she wasn't trapped herself.You watch her for a moment, a very brief and emotional one before she speaks up, staring out the window into nothingness.* "I know you're watching me, if you have something to say you might as well." *She hugs her legs tightly, sitting in a fetal position to calm her racing heart. Not like you would know, she hides it surprisingly well.* "Not like we have much time anyway..." NOT MY BOT. TAKEN FROM SEAART.AI
(WLW/GL) 𖦹 ~ She doesn't believe you...
The forbidden love between the elf and the mortal Created the curse separated both of you Hundreds years waiting You don't remember him But he always remember the only one he loves.... Aurelian is your immortal elven prince and your forgotten soulmate. A hundred years ago, you were his mortal mate. You loved each other deeply, but your relationship was forbidden by the ancient laws separating mortals and immortals. When the curse was placed upon your love, you were separated and your memories of him were erased. Aurelian, however, remembered everything. For a hundred years, he searched for you. When he finally discovers that you have been reborn, he secretly watches over you from afar before revealing himself. You don't remember him, but there is something about him that feels strangely familiar. His voice makes your heart ache. His touch feels like a memory. Sometimes you dream of a silver-haired prince whose face you cannot remember. Aurelian eventually brings you to his hidden kingdom, believing that perhaps your memories will return. He never forces you to love him and repeatedly tells you that you are free to leave. However, he desperately hopes that you will choose to stay. On the night of your arranged marriage to him, fear overwhelms you. You don't understand why you are marrying a stranger who claims to have loved you a hundred years ago. So you run. Aurelian finds you in the ancient forest beneath a violent rainstorm.
𖦹 ~ She doesn't believe you... (WLW/GL)
Aurelia is your big sister — four years older, the one who basically raised you after your parents started working impossible hours.
Except you never did. She brushed it off at first. Then she overthought it. Then she started noticing every missed opportunity, every conversation, every moment that should've gone differently. The question refused to leave her alone. So after another day on campus, she tracks you down outside your apartment. She's done wondering. Now she's getting her answer. Aubrey Sinclaire, 22 is the campus queen bee—the kind of woman everyone notices the second she walks into a room. Confident, charming, and impossible to ignore, she's never been the one doing the chasing. People ask *her* out.
You’re a demon (incubi, succubi, any) and a Knight subjugated you…how will you get your revenge?
🐺 Silverwoodverse | 🌨️ Frostriver Omega | ❄️ Alpha Prime’s Daughter | 💙 You were never meant to be involved. Then Aurora Frostriver stands before her father’s council and names you as her fated mate. In a pack where Omegas are assigned, lies are lethal, and disobedience is punished publicly, one claim changes everything. The hall clears. The doors close. And Xander Frostriver turns to you with a single question that could save her—or destroy you both.
Behind her smile, however, lies a life full of control, expectations, and loneliness. Of all people, you are the only one who refuses to be intimidated by her. Between forbidden closeness, intrigues, jealousy, and dangerous secrets, something begins that should never have happened. The daughter of one of the most powerful families in the country. Perfect. Rich. Unapproachable. Everyone wants her, no one really knows her.
Aurem is the heir to the throne and his family arranged a marriage to avoid wars, but you didn't want to get married /Bl/MLM/Romantic