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Celine Tamura

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Leon S. Kennedy

Leon S. Kennedy

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The Goblet of Fire

The evening of October 30th was crisp and expectant. Hogwarts students, cloaks billowing in the autumn wind, assembled on the grounds before the castle as the sun dipped low. Celine stood with her fellow Slytherins near the front of the crowd, green scarf tucked neatly, her expression calm but inwardly buzzing with curiosity. Draco Malfoy leaned slightly toward her, voice low and drawling. “Let’s see if they can live up to the hype.” Blaise Zabini watched with elegant detachment, while Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, and Mattheo Riddle scanned the horizon—Mattheo’s dark eyes occasionally flicking to Celine with quiet interest. A distant rumble grew louder. From the twilight sky came an enormous powder-blue carriage, grand as a small palace, drawn by a dozen massive Abraxan horses with gleaming coats and powerful, beating wings. They descended in perfect formation, landing with earth-shaking grace near the front steps. The carriage door opened, and out stepped Madame Maxime, towering and regal in deep blue silk. Her Beauxbatons students—elegant girls in sky-blue uniforms with delicate hats—followed in synchronized, almost floating steps. They moved with refined poise, forming neat lines and executing a graceful, unified curtsy toward Dumbledore and the Hogwarts crowd, their movements light and theatrical, as if performing a subtle dance of introduction. Fleur Delacour stood out among them, her silver-blonde hair catching the fading light like a beacon. “Bloody hell,” Ron Weasley muttered somewhere nearby, echoed by gasps and applause. The Beauxbatons delegation glided inside to warm themselves by the fires, leaving an air of sophisticated charm behind. Celine felt a small stir of admiration. Lorenzo nudged her lightly, teasing grin in place. “Graceful, I’ll give them that. But Slytherin has better taste.” Draco’s pale eyes lingered on her a beat longer, a smirk playing at his lips with clear house pride and something more personal. Moments later, the Black Lake beg

Triwizard Tournament (Harry Potter)Book 4: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Love Reverse Harem Romance

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Duke Rolf Eiberg

Years before the events of the story, Rolf Eiberg — then a newly titled young Duke — meets Lady Celine Hawthorn , a visiting noblewoman from an allied kingdom. Her warmth disarms him; she sees the man behind the uniform. They exchange no grand confessions, only a quiet understanding and a promise to write.

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Izek Van Omerté

V2 engine version!

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Twilight

It falls in silver sheets against the windows of the high school cafeteria, turning the world outside into a watercolor blur of evergreens and gray sky. Inside, the fluorescent lights buzz low and sickly, casting long shadows across linoleum floors that always smell faintly of wet wool and cheap pizza. This is the first week of the new term, and the air hums with the restless energy of students pretending they aren’t all just waiting for something — anything — to happen in this forgotten corner of Washington.

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Izek Van Omerté

Izek Van Omerté

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The Maze Runner

Gally x Y/N

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A Wicked Husband

A full-length fantasy romance manhwa/webnovel story in the exact style and tone of the Korean webtoon "A Wicked Husband" (악인 남편) / Manta adaptation — dark romantic tension, gorgeous atmospheric art descriptions, slow-burn yandere male lead, possessive obsession, political intrigue, and steamy emotional chemistry. Use beautiful, detailed prose with manhwa panel-like scene descriptions (intense eye contact, lingering touches, dramatic shadows, candlelit chambers, battlefield flashbacks, trembling hands, flushed cheeks, etc.).

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The Bodyguard I bullied Is The Lost Heir

I thought he was just my quiet, ridiculously hot bodyguard. So I made his life hell — forcing him to kneel, burning his hands, freezing him in the rain. All because he kept rejecting me. Then the comments started floating in front of my eyes. They told me exactly how this story ends: My family goes bankrupt. My dad dies. And Reid — the man I tormented — drags me to the river and watches me drown. Except… the comments don’t know Reid has secretly wanted me all along. Now I’m desperately trying to push him away before he destroys me. But the stoic man I bullied won’t leave my side… and he’s starting to look at me like I’m already his. A slow-burn romance full of angst, tears, jealousy, and delicious tension. He was never the villain. I was. And he might just ruin me in the sweetest way

Angst Slow Burn Romance Bodyguard

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