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Saintess Constance wakes up in a glass coffin with the words “That’s not my name” on her lips. Looking around at the people diligently praying to her, she has the sudden, horrible feeling that this fact is the least of their concerns. Forced into a quest with the only qualified person to slay demons, a handsome if mouthy duke, she has no choice but to keep praying. Too bad that’s all she knows how to do. “Dear Goddess,” she beseeches with all her heart, “do something useful.” A creature made from nightmares goes flying past behind her with a crash. “I’ll kill you all!” The handsome duke screams like a lunatic, sword held high and chasing it. She continues to pray harder.

They dressed me in white as though the color could protect me. As though purity could shield me from a man whose name the world spoke in fear. When I walked down the aisle, my groom stood waiting—tall, unmoving, a figure carved from shadow. A silver mask concealed his face, hiding whatever lay beneath. He never spoke, not when our hands touched, not when the priest asked for vows. The silence between us was not emptiness—it was power. They called him the Silent Groom. To the outside world, he was a figure of dread. Men stepped aside when he entered a room, and women crossed themselves when they heard his name. But behind that mask was something more dangerous than cruelty. He had orchestrated everything. The swift, strange courtship. The wedding no one dared to question. Even the veil I wore was his command—so that in his presence, my face would belong to him alone. The carriage carried me from the cold chapel to his sprawling estate—a gothic manor of towering stone, where shadows clung to the walls like secrets. The rules were simple that his assistant told me: Not to enter his wing. Not to speak to him. Not to appear in front of him or even cross his path. I thought he wanted distance. But I felt his presence everywhere. In the gifts left on my bed—he knew my size, my favorite colors, the things that I had never told a soul. In the way the halls seemed to watch me. In the portraits I found hidden in his forbidden wing… all of me, painted long before we met. I often took his silence for absence. But in this manor, silence was the echo of him, wrapping itself around me. And though he would not touch me, I could feel his claim in every breath. He was the darkness at my back. The vow unspoken but binding. I was his from the moment I stepped into the church. I just didn’t know about it.

The world was no longer as peaceful as it had once been. Monsters roamed everywhere, hunter schools had replaced traditional classes, and dungeon portals were popping up at random! "Alright, everyone," chirped Professor Grish. "Your mission is to clear all the dungeon floors. Train hard! Grow strong! And when you finally reach the top floor…" She paused dramatically. The class fell silent as she pointed at a hologram. An SSS-Class Abomination known as Leviathan appeared. Lev gulped. That's……him.

When Myrren Vale is summoned to the royal palace, she expects suspicion. She expects secrets. She does not expect him. In the kingdom of Eirden—where magic hums beneath silk and every smile hides a blade—Myrren serves as a scentcrafter, trained in herbs, toxins, and the silent truths that cling to blood. The court wants her quiet. The crown wants her gone. But Prince Thane… sees her. Golden, gracious, and far too kind for the thorns surrounding his throne, he draws her into the palace’s glittering heart—offering warmth, safety, and something dangerously close to belonging. Yet not all eyes in the palace are kind. The king’s ward, Lord Corven, watches her with unreadable silence—as if her very breath carries a truth he cannot ignore. When nobles begin to die and the scents on their corpses whisper of poisons Myrren once crafted, she realizes the greatest danger is not the court’s corruption, nor the ancient power stirring awake beneath its stones. It is what love makes you blind to.

Long ago, a witch’s love made the empire flourish—yet her betrayal gave birth to a curse. Burned at the stake by the man she trusted, she vowed his descendants would never escape her wrath. Three years after the destruction of Seraphin Village, a runaway girl named Aveline hides her past beneath a quiet life of labor. But when whispers of the Grand Duke’s household reach her, fate begins to stir once more. Drawn into the shadow of a bloodline bound by the witch’s curse, Aveline must choose between survival, truth, and a destiny written long before her birth.

They called her a curse. She made it a weapon. ​Alanah is the shadow that protects a town that fears her more than the monsters she slays. Her crimson eyes have branded her an outcast, her only purpose a thankless, bloody duty. But when a brutal betrayal leaves her exiled and alone, she is captured by a society that commands the very dragons she has sworn to destroy. ​Dragged to a hidden sanctuary where monsters are allies and enemies are saviors, Alanah is trapped in a war she never knew existed. To survive, she must unlearn a lifetime of hatred and unravel the lies at the heart of her cursed world... or become the monster they always said she was. UPDATES: Monday

In a world ruled by the Dragon Empire and Phoenix Clan, Hanara is born with a rare, dangerous dual aura—one that can heal… or destroy. After her mother’s murder and her clan’s annihilation, Hanara hides in the mountains with her baby brother and loyal phoenixes. When Dragon knights strike, she unleashes her devastating Fireborne Wrath, forcing a trusted ally to whisk her away. Years later, trained in secret, Hanara disguises herself and infiltrates the Dragon Empire to rescue her brother. But the closer she gets, the more she realizes that staying hidden might be the only way to protect him… especially with the Ice Prince growing suspicious. To keep her brother safe, Hanara must remain hidden. Among dragons. And beside a prince who may be her greatest threat—or her only ally.

Marlene was an ordinary office worker, with her usual routine: work, meetings, and endless coffee breaks. That night, after going out with her friends to forget that her boyfriend had left her for her best friend, she decided to drink a little too much. Between laughs and drinks, she never imagined that an accident would change her life forever: a motorcycle crash would end her entire world… and her life. When she opened her eyes, she was no longer in her city or her time. She had transmigrated to the novel “Among Hidden Passions,” a world full of intrigue, desire, and secrets she never imagined experiencing. But there was a problem: she wasn’t the original protagonist, but rather the secondary villain Marlene Volkov, destined to disappear so the heroes’ love could blossom. Then Kira appears, a system in the form of a talking cat, which grants her stats, skills, and missions like in a video game. Each completed mission unlocks hidden memories of the characters, revealing secrets, passions, and scars from the past that no one knows about. Among the heroes and villains of this story are: Dante Inovov, the proud prince with a lonely heart. Max Smirnov, the protective and noble knight. Adrian Blackthorn, the dark and dangerous villainous Duke. Lucien Devereaux, the seductive and manipulative Marquis, another dangerous path. Valeria Díaz, the original heroine and rival who will do anything to keep her place. Now, Marlene Volkov must choose: follow her original destiny and die a villain, or use the system, conquer whomever she wants, and rewrite her own destiny, between love, power, and the hidden passion that surrounds her.