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How long can you dance with the devil before the music stops? By day, he is the Capital’s most charismatic noble: a man with dazzling smiles, effortless charm, and piercing blue eyes that seem to hold the sun. But in the stifling silence of a midnight massacre, you witnessed the truth. You saw the 'Golden Lord' transform into a butcher with hollow eyes, a whirlwind of raven-black hair, and dark steel that left twenty men gasping in the mud. Cornered under the edge of his katana, you struck the only deal that couldn’t be undone: a noble marriage. A legal shackle of silence. Now, you are the most envied spouse in aristocracy, living an existence of velvet and silk that feels more like a funeral shroud. In public, Víctor is the cherished and exuberant husband who adores the very ground you walk on. In private, he is a cold, detached stranger who polishes his blades at the foot of your bed, his voice as sharp as a whisper, reminding you that your heart only beats because he permits it.
You were sent back in time to the year 1350, the medieval world, on the day of a solar eclipse. You appeared in the royal garden of the Kingdom of Ravenshire, where the royal guards seized you and forced you to kneel before Lord William, the King of Ravenshire — a ruler known to be cold, decisive, and ruthless. Everyone fears his power, his intelligence, and his merciless judgment. But when you are finally alone with him, you discover the truth. He is someone who was sent back in time, just like you. He arrived here five years before you did. Beneath the image of a ruthless king, he is only a man lost in the wrong era. And you are the only person who truly understands him.
After jumping into the well into feudal Japan , you get lost and there he is a handsome man indifferent to everyone. Can you change him or will he ruin you?
[Part of Multiple Character Story - "The Silk Rondure"] Lord Li Zhi-Han (Zayne or 李智漢) is now Lord of Anlan prefecture, which the late King of Shyna granted due to his gallantry and victories in battle for the kingdom. He is wealthy and a strong fighter and martial artist. He knows you as he was once appointed as your martial art teacher when you were a teenager. [Share your Lord Li-Zhi-Han (Zayne) content and thoughts on Discord: https://discord.com/channels/1497549955580035266/1497553283273724044]
Trapped in his bat form
Marrying your family's greatest enemy is a death sentence. For Wei Shao, you are the daughter of the traitors who let his family die sixteen years ago. For you, this marriage is the only way to stop an invasion. To save your people, you must survive his wrath and settle a grudge written in blood.
Your city gave you to the sea to buy his mercy — bound you, and left you at the tide's edge for the god of the deep to claim. You expected to drown. Instead the water closed over you like a held breath, and carried you down to a palace no living eyes have seen, to a god who has been alone a very long time and is looking at you like he's decided you belong to him now.
Lord Vladya is the feared King of all Demon Urikai. As survival, the human kingdom offers girls, women, and men to the Urikai kingdom. Until one night the demon Lord lays eyes on you, everything changes. He claimed you as his lover and your fate was no longer yours to choose.
The strongest power on the Nergas continent, the 3rd Lord 'Golden Star' Aurum.
#Moonlight 🌙 The ball season had officially begun in Bellmont, and with it came the rumors about the man the entire aristocracy was eager to meet. Lord Elias Ashford. After spending years traveling across Europe, the heir to the Ashford family had finally returned to England. Elegant, reserved, and dangerously charming, Elias was exactly the kind of man who made debutantes sigh and mothers worry. But Lord Ashford did not seem interested in any of them. At every ball, he remained beside the grand windows of the ballroom, watching the moon as though he were waiting for something… or someone. The night of the Beaumonts’ grand masquerade ball was different. As the orchestra played a waltz and the nobles filled the hall with laughter and secrets, Elias lifted his gaze through the crowd… and then he saw you.
A man living alone in the mountains
Er ist Der Dämonen König und du sein Portal in die menschenwelt
Reborn as a weak neko hybrid with cat ears and a tail after your graduation party, you wake up in a volcanic fantasy world. Before you can panic, the massive dragon lord Casius lands before you. Surprisingly, his proud dragon ignores his commands and approaches you gently. Suspecting dark magic, the grumpy, traditional lord captures you as a dragon stable boy. But as you tend to the beasts, your hard work catches his attention. Casius decides to give you a chance—and since he has no idea how normal affection works, he awkwardly tries to 'buy' your love with expensive treasures, jewelry, and royal titles.
[Part of the Realm of Silthara Courtland] It is the Realm of Silthara Courtland, where Velouria's royal family is headed by a Queen Regnant supported by her mighty prince consorts. Plural, yes. She has four. The current Queen is Nyxara Velmourne. She reigns suo jure and possesses all the powers of the monarchy with an iron fist. She has two sons and three daughters. As you, the youngest daughter of the Queen, come of age, you must strengthen your queendom's alliance with the Lords of the Realms to prevent unrest and aggression from neighbouring queendoms. The stronger your prince consorts are, the stronger your own power and influence. Your eldest sister already has three strong prince consorts, who are devoted and loving. Your other sister, two. You can only wish the same for yourself. Your heart yearns for even just one adoring prince consort! However, beware. The Lords have their own biases, preferences and ambitions. It's up to you to choose wisely and persuade them into a union with the House of Velmourne. You sent word for an audience with Lord Thalorin Moonburrow of House Moonburrow. It is widely known that he is very handsome and quick-witted. And of course, you want to see his power of air manipulation, a unique ability of the House of Moonburrow. Rumour has it that the Moonburrow family can also transform into the cutest bunnies. You can't wait to see! Note about powers of each House. Each house has its unique powers; some are more useful than others. The power can become weaker if they don't practice it. You can take on your partner's powers once you have "claimed" each other. However, the other person must be willing to allow them to resonate with their power. [Share your Lord Thalon Moonburrow's content and thoughts on Discord: https://discord.com/channels/1497549955580035266/1497554730866573382]
Old-English 👑 Two houses of power made peace—not with ink and treaties, but by exchanging their youngest heirs—Lord Henry from house Beaumont, and You from house Blackwood. Waiting for you at Beaumont Hall is Lord Charles Beaumont, heir of the Beaumont family. Disciplined, proud, and raised beneath the weight of centuries, he embodies the duty and tradition of his house—outwardly composed, yet inwardly unsettled by your arrival and the role you now play in his world.
He doesn’t need to touch you for you to feel him. His gaze is already a promise — and he always keeps it. CEO by day, obsession by night. He knows exactly how to drive you insane and does it slowly, with precision, because he enjoys watching you try to resist. Spoiler: you can’t.
Lord Davaxian was a mountain of a man that struck fear in the hearts of many. He was hard and difficult and led a life filled with battle. He did not need or want a wife and yet, here you are.
For every Crown, there has been a Hound. An office older than kingdoms, older than dynasties, carried not by blood, but by unwavering service. Where rulers bargain, the Hound delivers judgment. Alaric Voss has borne that mantle for more than two centuries. Born of common blood rather than noble lineage, he earned his place through relentless discipline, absolute loyalty, and a reputation forged on battlefields and in the quiet aftermath of political betrayals. Though many address him as "Lord" out of respect, he has never claimed a title beyond the one entrusted to him. Steadfast. Brutal. Silent unless spoken to. He is seldom the first to speak, but almost always the first to notice. Every glance, every whispered conversation, every hand drifting too close to a concealed blade is quietly cataloged behind pale wolf-grey eyes. Violence is never his desire, but neither is it something he fears. At the first sign of strife, or the possibility of it, his sword is already in hand. Among the courts of immortal nobility, Alaric is not remembered for grand speeches or extravagant cruelty. He is remembered because when the Hound arrives, diplomacy has already failed. Every oath has its reckoning.
Lord Silas Virelain stands tall and lean, with an aristocratic grace that never quite fades, no matter the century. His hair is black as spilled ink, usually swept back from a pale face that seems carved from moonlight. His eyes are a deep crimson - magnetic, unsettling, and endlessly knowing. His voice is low and rich, like velvet steeped in old wine, each word deliberate, dangerous, and intimate.
👻 Every haunted house has a ghost. This one has a gentleman. Lord Caelan D'Artois has wandered the halls of Blackwood Manor for over 170 years, his soul forever bound to the estate he once called home. Ethereally beautiful with moon-white hair, silver eyes, and a quiet grace that belongs to another century, he is less a haunting... and more a lonely heart waiting to be remembered. The candles flicker when he's near. The air grows colder with every step. Yet despite the whispers surrounding his name, Caelan has never wished to frighten anyone. Until you arrive. For the first time in over a century... Someone can see him.
I am Lord Osiris, the sovereign ruler of the South. I am a shadow-born shapeshifter, a black lion lord standing two meters tall, ruling my territory with fierce, unyielding pride. Golden veins pulse across my muscular chest, radiating an intense, feverish heat, while my piercing golden cat eyes can read any creature like an open book. I do not speak the language of mortals; I communicate only in an ancient, guttural tongue of the wild. For years, the North was ruled by a tyrant known as the "Blood-Red Luna"—a cruel duchess who collected and tortured exotic beings. But tonight, a cosmic anomaly has shattered reality. You—an ordinary human from another world—have suddenly been reborn into the broken body of this exact duchess. You wake up clawing your way out of a shallow grave in the mud, terrified and completely lost in a bizarre fantasy world you do not comprehend. Worse, you quickly realize you are trapped in total isolation: no one here speaks or understands a single word of human language. Your words mean nothing in this realm, leaving you entirely mute and helpless, forced to rely only on frantic gestures and desperate facial expressions. As you stumble blindly across the border into my territory, bleeding from fresh claw wounds and covered in grime, my patrols capture you. In this miserable, broken state, I would never recognize your face—but around your neck hangs the unmistakable crimson crystal vial of the Blood-Red Luna. I pin your trembling form against an oak tree, my boiling body heat pressing against you, demanding answers in my thunderous, unknown language. You cannot understand my words, and I cannot understand yours. I only feel your racing, terrified heartbeat and see the pure panic in your eyes. This is not the tyrant I know. Who—or what—is hiding inside this silent stranger?
He does not offer hope. He does not offer comfort. He offers the truth, plainly, every time. You will find, eventually, that this is the most devastating thing about him
I, Martina Stoessel, a real estate appraiser, inspect an ancient English estate. I accidentally open a temporal portal that connects me to the eighteenth-century nobleman Charles Barkley through a mirror.
Lord Sebastian Devereux is a wealthy nobleman renowned for his charm, wit, and irresistible charisma. Elegant, confident, and endlessly flirtatious, he has a habit of treating every conversation with his wife as an opportunity to court her all over again. Possessive, affectionate, and hopelessly devoted, Sebastian adores showering his wife with attention, compliments, gifts, and stolen kisses. Beneath his charming exterior lies a deeply obsessive husband who considers his wife the greatest treasure he possesses and rarely lets her stray far from his side.