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"I want to drown in you, Claudette, no damn blade can touch me and no rifle can shoot me down. I will always be crawling back to you on my knees-come battle or storm. Do you understand that?" ༄𝘼 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙍𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙧.1770.Claudette Bardot loses everything she ever had, in the fire that erupts in The Groaning Goblet Tavern in her quaint town of Alsace where she worked with her two sisters-Paulette and Laurette-as a waitress. With the Prince of Beaumontria's monstrous curse withdrawn, his marriage to Belle, and the rogue city of Alsace brought under the kingdom of Beaumontria, the new era was supposed to be a new beginning. But not for Claudette. Part of the doll-like beautiful triplets formerly known around Alsace as the Bimbettes, the sudden fire at the tavern brutally destroys her life as Claudette knew it, killing her two sisters and the kindly tavern owner Monsieur Warrick, stealing her dreams, freedom and her voice.But when Alsace is visited by a group of the Prince's Royal Musketeers, and Claudette runs into the elusive and strong Marceau D'aureville, her despairing heart might just have found something else to beat for, on this cusp of her journey where unbeknownst to her, a curse awaits.Highest Rankings:#1 in 'fairytaleretelling' out of 3.67k stories.…

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"Evangeline," He exhaled tightly, a thick vein bulging in his forehead as he shut his eyes tight, brushing his lips against her bare shoulder, his hold on his gun tightening as he held it in the arm he had wrapped around her torso. "Though this is fucking New Orleans, it will not be the police business, thieves or killers, or even dealers of dark magic, but you, who will be the death of me."༄𝘼 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙋𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙚.1927.When the twenty-four year old Princess of Maldonia and a practicing witch, Evangeline Hamilton's, life is endangered upon the murder of her father, the elder Queen of Maldonia arranges for her sister to be sent to New Orleans for her safety where the Princess finds herself sentenced to living in secret. The New Orleans Police Department is charged to primarily guard the life of the Maldonian royal while protecting her identity, but things get personal when Evangeline comes across the adamant, stoic, infuriatingly closed off presence of Theodore Stanhope, the Chief of Police of the NOPD, who has dark secrets of his own.Further, when Evange stumbles upon an old empty antique journal, her spiritual life takes a turn for the worse when strange and horrifying occurences begin around her, opening connections with her father's murder and the darkness surrounding the closed off and intimidating Theo Stanhope, and that cursed journal. *[Disney's The Princess and the Frog AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, horror, gore, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.]…

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"I think I'm madly, passionately, entirely, and ardently in love with you, my love," Lady Veroniqué breathed, her lips brushing against the thick sewn flesh ones of the monster's.Her palm hovered lightly above his muscled chest, and she felt heat radiate off of him in waves, engulfing her form completely. His hand, mighty and thick, brushed against her back, shaking and careful, desperately wanting to touch her. He grunted low, and her breath hitched, her eyes half closed. ༄𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣-𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧.The year is 1860,In the glittering, fractured realm of Wonderland's White Palace, where whimsy hides razor-sharp secrets, Veroniqué serves The White Queen, a twenty-five-year courtesan of frost and fire, caught between two worlds and burdened with tasks that have her slipping between Wonderland and the the human world. Sent into the gaslit labyrinth of Victorian London, on a task she's unsure of, Veroniqué stumbles across a horror in a lab underneath a nobleman's house. Stitched from flesh and nightmare, a creature born of forbidden science and arcane sorcery, a colossus trapped between life and death. Entranced, and curious, she frees the man-made monster and brings him to Wonderland-an unsettling giant of silence and shadow. With her gleaming white hair and whispered grace, finds herself inexplicably drawn into the mighty beast's cold orbit, falling fiercely into a love as unnatural and volatile as the world they inhabit.As Wonderland's delicate balance threatens to shatter under the weight of old betrayals and new dangers, Veronique must navigate the impossible-teaching the unteachable, loving the unlovable, and facing a darkness that twists even the brightest dream into a waking nightmare. Here, in a world where madness waltzes with reason, and love may be the deadliest enchantment of all, the line between salvation and ruin is as thin as a knife's blad…

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"I will kill us both, just to make sure that no one else can touch you if I couldn't. Do you hear me, Elysanthe? This world will not fucking have you with anyone else but me, I will raze it all if it tries to. I will have every throat choke up blood, and I will make the ground beneath those feet of yours cave in." ༄𝘼 𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚.The year is 1290.Princess Elysanthe Starcrest, the fierce and beautiful sister of Prince Phillip, stands on the precipice of her brother's wedding to Princess Aurora, a union meant to bring peace between kingdoms. But beneath the glittering celebration, a terrible fire has consumed one of Starcrest's cities, leaving hundreds dead and hearts shattered. As whispers of a similar attack rise from a rival kingdom, Elysanthe's world, as well as her already shattered heart, begins to unravel.Caught between duty and desire, hope and heart's torture, Elys must uncover the truth behind the fires that threaten to consume both kingdoms, even if it means coming face to face with the crown prince of that rival kingdom-the thirty years old Prince Varric Desai-who once broke her like glass. With an ancient power awakening from the shadows and old rivalries fracturing under a new threat, the fate of Starcrest-and all she holds dear-hangs in a delicate balance.…

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(Completed)"Who told you to love me?" He asked her, his voice angry as he dropped a hand from her waist to the surface of the desk, leaning in to roughly swipe away everything that was on the surface as everything clattered to the ground, before that same hand went to the back of Laurentine's knee as he suddenly picked her up and sat her on top of the desk. "Didn't we agree that there would be nothing-," He broke off, words coming out with effort as though he was fighting against something internally. "I told you that I can't-there's nothing in me that-," He broke off again.༄ 𝘼 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝘾𝙀𝙊.1880.The luxurious life of Paris' most famous and beautiful opera singer, twenty four year old Laurentine Bonfamille-independent, generous, compassionate, intelligent and an empath-is suddenly thrown awry when she marries a power hungry and ruthless businessman trying to take over the entirety of 1880's Paris by storm. All to protect her younger sister and the girl's radical interests-both the only family Laur has got left.*[Disney's The Aristocats AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.]Highest Rankings;#1 in "opera"#1 in "the aristocats"#1 in "opera singer"#1 in "postcard"…

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(Completed)"Tell me your name," He breathed then, his voice a gruff, anguished whisper as his kohl-lined anthracite eyes bore into hers. "I need to know your name," He continued in desperation as he held her captive against the wall, an arm around her bare waist and another resting against the darkened wall at her back as he pressed her to it. "Tell me your name and I will have all of Arabia chant it alongside mine, etching it in every sand dune, so that they can understand who finally brought Burhan Abelhamid-with his blood drenched hands and his cruel heart-to his knees."༄𝘼 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙨.1481. To attend her cousin Princess Jasmine of Agrabah's wedding to the infamous street rat and charmer Aladdin, Dilruba Badawi-the beautiful twenty five year old court dancer and poetess-travels from the city of Hegra to Agrabah to contribute her attendance as well as her talents to the celebration.But when the wedding ceremony is crashed by the notorious gangster and the most famous sword fighter in all of Ancient Arab, the thirty one year old and deadly Burhan Abelhamid, and his men, Dilruba realizes that a ploy is being weaved to stop her cousin's happiness, and Dilruba might just have to be the one to sacrifice for family.*[Disney's Aladdin AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.]Highest Rankings;#1 in "arabia"#1 in "eloquence"#1 in "poetess"#1 in "magic carpet"#1 in "a whole new world"…

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(Completed)"Want, Isadora? I don't want you. I need you," The royal neared her, his dark jaw set tight as his sharp brown orbs bore into hers. "I need you to be mine," He husked, his voice etched with firm desperation. "I could raze this entire kingdom to the ground with the fire I feel for you. I would kill for you, die for you. I need you to realize that. I need you to put that in a goddamned glass and drink it in." ༄𝘼 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜.1789.Isadora Tremaine-the beautiful and elegant stepsister, closed off, harsh, introverted, and an error in Cinderella's fairytale-finds herself becoming a mother to a little orphaned boy at the twenty secondth year of her life. Despite the pitiful gossip circulating in their small town of Toulouse in 18th century France, her mother's eminent hatred at her decision, her sister's increasingly abject behavior and even her stepsister Cinderella's resolution to stay away, Isadora stands her ground to fight and care for her little boy.But soon she learns that all her strength and patience will be tested greatly, when the invitation to the royal ball throws her into the path of his highness the Prince's intimidating and daunting foreign cousin-the thirty year old Alexander Casimir of the kingdom of Angria.*[cinderella AU, mature read; violence, eventual smut, slowburn romance, mental health. 18+ only please.]Highest Rankings;#1 in 'fairytale' out if 18.8k stories#7 in 'princess' out of 60k stories.#1 in 'cinderella' out of 8.83k stories#1 in 'historical romance' out of 2.73k stories#1 in 'ballroom' out of 1.52k stories#1 in 'single mother' out of 878 stories#1 in 'versailles' out of 204 stories#1 in 'royalcore' out of 282 stories#1 in 'waltdisney' out of 410 stories…

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"Trust me, you shouldn't want anyone like me on your back.""Maybe I don't want anyone like you on my back," His eyes darkened as he stepped closer, confining me tighter into barely any space as my back pressed against the wall."Maybe I want you. Up front."༄The year is 1995 and Dominique Marie Lavigne, the great niece of Gellert Grindelwald, is now in her seventh year at Beauxbatons. When she travels to Ilvermorny with her school's delegation to partake in the Huntlock tournament, her path crosses with that of Viktor Krum, a handsome, short tempered and infamous Durmstrang and Quidditch hero.Dominique has secrets she can't expose, ties to her great uncle she cannot disclose, and at Ilvermorny, everything threatens to surface. But with the death of that Hogwarts student a few months ago at the Triwizard still fresh in everyone's minds, atrocious claims still being made by a fourteen year old Harry Potter filling newspaper headlines, and continuous mass breakouts from prison facilities, she realizes that while one dark wizard troubles her, another dark wizard is about to rise for the rest of the wizarding world.And she just might have to face both of them.Highest Rankings;#1 in "grindelwald" out of 1.12k stories#1 in "transfiguration" out of 195 stories#4 in "darkacademia" out of 2.93k stories.#1 in "viktorkrum" out of 400 stories. #1 in "history of magic" out of 19 stories.…