forbiddenlove

-Widow's game book 2- In the kingdom of Elynor, love and ambition ignite like fire and magic. Twenty-five years after the kingdom’s dark age, we enter the Golden age where the crown prince of Elynor lives a life of indulgence. Beloved by the people and renowned for his power, Prince Elynor’s charm is rivaled only by his ego, which often clouds his sense of duty. Meanwhile, Isolde—a shy yet fiercely talented mage—dreams of securing a position in the royal court. From her humble beginnings, Isolde has fought to prove her worth, but self-doubt and rigid discipline threaten to keep her from embracing her full potential. When their paths collide in the grand halls of the Elynorian court, sparks fly in more ways than one. His confidence challenges her insecurities; her determination tests his arrogance. Will their clashing personalities tear them apart—or will they discover that together, they are an unstoppable force? A tale of ambition, desire, and destiny in a world where love is the ultimate magic.

She gave her heart to the wrong man—but fate had someone else waiting in the storm

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: I started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”

Rhea Nyx was supposed to have her forever. A mate bond. A pack. A future. But forever shattered the day he walked away, leaving her broken, pregnant, and alone in a sterile hospital room that didn’t care if she lived or died. Now, she’s just surviving. Barely. Until a little girl with too-big eyes and too much hope drags her into something like a second chance. Rhea doesn't believe in second chances. Not anymore. But when the people she's grown to protect are threatened, Rhea does what wolves do best—she fights back. Hard. And just when she thinks she's got nothing left to lose, she meets him. Her second chance mate. Only… he’s not just a man. He’s a hybrid. A set toy. Built in a lab, owned by monsters, trained to obey. And yet—he looks at her like she’s the only real thing in the world. Now Rhea has to make a choice. Burn it all down, or become the very thing that could break her mate. This is a story about found family, the soft ache of grief, the sharp edge of survival—and the kind of love that doesn’t ask for permission.

Welcome to Alistair Academy, a school for the Supernatural. Buckle up, I don't think you're ready. "Its all fun and games until you're dragged into a mess that isn't yours." The infamous words of Alexina Valentine. Beautiful, kind and one hell of a warrior, also the holder of the fire element. "Sometimes, its not what you're fighting for that makes you win- its who you're fighting with." The infamous words of Grayson Melvin, gorgeous, smart, charming and one hell of a sexy vampire. With the help of friends, they can overcome whatever they need or want, but with waters being tested and love blooming, who knows whats going to happen? Ladies and Gentlemen. I now welcome you, to Alistair Academy.

“It seems you owe me a favor for reuniting you and your father,” Zane said in his usual calm, steely voice. Selina slowly drifted her attention from the scenery and stared at him in disbelief. “How did you know I was referring to my father?” she asked, a hint of surprise simmering beneath her voice. “I see,” Zane muttered, his glacial eyes fixed on her bewildered gaze. “Do you truly believe if the world doesn’t recognize you as Hudson’s daughter, you can escape the doom that comes with his blood?” His voice pulsed with deep-seated grudges. Selina moved her eyes sideways in shock and bewilderment about what he meant. "I'm not hiding being my father's daughter. I'm only forbidden to mention my connections with him." Selina's bewildered gaze couldn’t hold his terrifying eyes for even a second, flickering instead to the corner of the room. “I’m not hiding being my father’s daughter. I’m only forbidden to speak of my ties with him.” Zane let out a disdainful snort, taking a predatory step closer as she instinctively retreated. "It's intriguing and hellish to have Hudson's daughter tonight to taste my retribution," he whispered. His calmness had faded into a haunting aura, leaving the air eerily thick as Selina gulped down dry. Her heart couldn't help but drum against her ribcage, the sound rising to her ears at his sinister words. “What…retribution…are you talking about?" Selina stammered, still retreating with Zane catching up with her pace. With his lips curved in a mild sneer, Zane uttered, "You don’t understand how desperate I’ve been, waiting for this day to watch you tortured, crying and begging for your peace relentlessly." "But I haven't wronged you either for me to be tortured by you." She attempted to sound confident in an unsettling atmosphere and only prayed he wouldn't hurt her. “As long as your father wronged me, so did you," Zane declared, his voice low and resentful. "And believe me, his retribution will hurt, far more than you think.” *** As the outcast daughter of the Everett family, Selina lives an ordinary life while fighting to rebuild herself into a prestigious figure—one whose name will echo through the world for decades to come. Just like every girl who dreams of being loved and cherished by the man she adores, Selina longs for a romance that feels like magic, with the very man she’s been secretly crushing on for three unforgettable years. But her quiet yearning shatters the moment that very man, Zane, returns not with affection, but with a ruthless vendetta against her and her family. His vengeance costs her everything—her dreams, her future, and nearly her life. Caught in the storm of his revenge and the cold rejection of those she once called family, Selina finds herself heartbroken and isolated. Then, fate plays its usual teasing card between Selina and Zane, as the unforgettable night they share at his welcome banquet yields an outcome neither of them expects. When Selina discovers she is pregnant with her enemy’s child, she refuses to remain ensnared in his ruthless, consuming revenge and leaves broken in the end. With nothing left but her resolve, she strikes a desperate deal: she will carry their child, in exchange for something momentarily precious to him.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In every curse there is a blessing. Zhanna evolved from a lineage of cursed witches, she was the last survivor of her lineage and her death means end of her lineage. She was cursed to die at 20 years of age and she wanted to make the best of it. She had lived a life people could only dream for. She was a princess, married a loving prince and was in control of two kingdoms....life was great. But you know, every amazing sentence has a coma and so was her dream life. Her husband disgraced her, killed her and went ahead to marry his mistress. Zhanna hoped for another life and the heavens granted her request...so she began a new life unknown of what was in store for her. Shura was no significant character, he had fame and wealth but no peace. A common warrior was what he thought he was, an ordinary life is what he thought he was living, a simple quest is what he thought he embarked on...but who knew, heaven had other plans in mind. Two sworn enemies, In love?...Nah! Are they really enemies? Join me in this book and let's find out. This book was inspired by Miss_behaviour and thatamazinggirl's book 'The Cursed Prince's Bride'

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadows that were feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

The power sealed within Millicent is stirring, a raw, untamed force that can elevate fae to godlike heights. But her awakening has drawn the attention of those who would seize this power for themselves. Three fae guardians, bound to her by a forgotten past, are her only shield against the looming threat. As the beast within her grows stronger, Millicent must decide who to trust, for her life-and the fate of the fae-hangs in the balance. Will she master her power, or become a weapon in a battle for supremacy?

A golden grave. A cursed tarot card in flames. The nauseating sex sound of her best friend with her boyfriend. A spiraling mental state and poverty at its cruelest… What could possibly top that kind of madness? A fate she never asked for—becoming the mortal bride of the Vampire King. ☆ Wish had always tried to be strong, but life kept knocking her down. Then she found a strange, lonely grave that changed everything. At first, she thought she was cursed. But then came him—the devastatingly charming, funny, and slightly dangerous Vampire King who seemed to not only love the tatse of her blood but every single thing about her. He fell first. She fell harder. But love between a mortal and the most hunting creature in the multiverse? That comes at a cost. She thought love would save her. Instead, it will test every part of her. ☆☆☆☆☆ Dive into a fantasy romance of heartbreak, healing, and fate—where the wrong people must be let go for the right one to rise. Perfect for fans of slow-burn obsession, monster royalty, and fated mates that hurt. |Daily updates is promised!| |Mature Contents ahead!| |And lots of exciting Royal drama!!!|

In a kingdom where every day felt like a polished performance, Prince Kael was the one who refused to play along. Royal duties, endless etiquette lessons, and the never-ending quest for a perfect reputation drained him like a storm draining a puddle. So, whenever he could, he escaped to the sea. There, amid salt and wind and the wild, unpredictable waves, he found a freedom that no crown could buy. It was during one such escape that he met her — Lyra, the mermaid who hated being a mermaid. Lyra wasn’t the graceful siren of stories or the mysterious beauty who lured sailors to their doom. She was bored out of her immortal mind, cranky as a cat in the rain, and quick with a sarcastic remark that could slice through royal pomp like a knife through silk. When Kael’s clumsy curiosity collided with Lyra’s restless immortality, their worlds tangled in the most unexpected way. No curses. No dramatic betrayals. Just two very different souls trying to find their place—one on land, the other beneath the tides. Bound by a magic neither fully understood, they discovered that sometimes the weirdest friendships could become the strongest kind of love. Together, they would face challenges neither could conquer alone—ancient secrets, rising storms, and the impossible dream of two worlds learning to live as one. This is their story. ---

Princess Amiya of Selune is bound by royal duty, her life dictated by the cold expectations of her people. A future queen, she is expected to uphold her family’s legacy and lead her kingdom into an uncertain future. But Amiya has no interest in the throne. She longs for freedom, for escape from the gilded cage of palace walls and the suffocating rules of her bloodline. Sylas, a roguish thief with a dangerous reputation, enters the royal palace with one goal: to steal a priceless pendant that could change the course of his life. What should have been a simple heist turns into a tangled web of deceit when he crosses paths with the fiery princess, who is unwilling to let him get away. The stakes grow higher, and in a world full of secrets and betrayals, both must face the consequences of their actions. When an unexpected threat forces them together, Amiya and Sylas are bound by circumstance, their fates entwined whether they like it or not. Forced to cooperate in a deadly game of cat and mouse, they must learn to navigate their differences, facing both external enemies and their own growing conflict. With tensions running high and trust in short supply, they quickly realize that the line between enemy and ally is razor-thin—and sometimes, even the greatest adversaries can become the most unexpected allies. In a world where power and betrayal go hand in hand, survival means forging uneasy alliances, but the flames of animosity are difficult to extinguish, and sparks of passion begin to burn in their midst. Can they escape the forces that threaten them both, or will their differences consume them entirely?

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ --- She ran from the devil who raised her… And married the one who wore a crown. After her parents’ tragic death, Lydia Andreyevna’s life became a nightmare. Stripped of her name, inheritance, and freedom by her uncle—Lord Alexander—she was treated like property and promised to a Count four times her age. Desperate to escape, she fled into the cold night… and straight into blood. A stranger. Wounded. Beautiful. Terrifying. She should’ve left him. But she didn’t. She touched him once—and fate branded her forever. Her uncle caught her the next morning. Her escape failed. But when she begged Queen Olga for protection, the Queen offered her a deadly bargain: Marry the masked Grand Duke of Zolotaria. The king’s hunting dog. The butcher of the East. The devil in a crown. The man feared by kings. The heir to the throne. The same man she once saved. Ivan Romanov. They say he bathes in blood. That he kills without blinking. That he conquered kingdoms with a smile behind a mask. That no one sees his face—and lives. Some call him the devil. Others call him Death’s favorite son. But behind the mask is the same man she found dying in the dark. The same voice that haunted her dreams. The same hands she once held. Now, he’s her husband. Her jailer. Her obsession. She doesn’t know if she’s his prisoner, or his weakness. Cold and untouchable, Ivan doesn’t share his bed. Doesn’t share his secrets. But she sees it—the hunger in his eyes. The pain in his silence. The way he looks at her like she’s the only thing keeping his demons at bay. She should fear him. She should hate him. But the moment she dares to take off his mask… it’s already too late. Because Ivan wants her—her fire, her body, her heart. And in his world, what he wants, he keeps. Even if it means burning down the kingdom. She thought she was running from hell. She ended up in his bed. And the most dangerous thing of all? She doesn’t want to leave. ___________________________________ Just a Heads-Up: The spicy stuff doesn't happen right away. It begins from chapter 28. This story takes its time setting the mood and building the connection first—trust the slow burn!

Mature Content Warning (R18+) “If it means dying for you… then fine. I’ll do it,” he said, his tone deadly serious. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

MATURE Life hasn’t been kind to me. One moment, I was a carefree eighteen-year-old with dreams of a bright future. The next, I was a 28 year old lady and my world went up in flames. literally. My mom died in the fire that destroyed our home, my little sister is in a coma, and my brother’s in jail for trying to keep us afloat. My dad? He left us drowning in debt and despair. I thought I’d hit rock bottom, but then I found myself working in a place where dreams go to die, doing things I never imagined just to survive. That’s when he walked into my life, Alex Romanov. Dangerous. Mysterious. And entirely out of my league. He’s everything I should fear, but there’s something about him that draws me in. Maybe it’s the way he looks at me like I’m more than just another broken soul. Or the way he makes me feel alive when I thought I’d forgotten how. But Alex has secrets, dark ones that could destroy us both. And as my past collides with his world, I’m left wondering: Can I trust the man who’s slowly stealing my heart, or will his darkness swallow me whole? This isn’t the life I wanted, but it’s the one I’ve been given.

In the heart of a bustling modern city, two worlds collide. Emilia Stone is the poised and polished heiress to a powerful corporate empire. She lives a life of elegance, expectations, and control—where love is an accessory and vulnerability is a weakness. But beneath the designer dresses and media-perfect smile lies a woman who craves something real. Sebastian Lores is everything she’s been warned about—rough around the edges, fiercely independent, and unapologetically working-class. He fixes engines by day and minds his own business by night… until a spilled coffee and a sharp-tongued heiress turn his routine upside down. Their worlds could be different, but their chemistry is undeniable. As passion ignites between them, Sebastian and Emilia must navigate not only their growing desire, but the harsh glare of judgment, secrets from the past, and the dangerous game of falling for someone completely off-limits. Will their forbidden flame burn them both—or forge something that can’t be broken?

"Look at me," he said, voice barely above a whisper, like he wasn't just asking her to see him—but to choose him. She did. And oh God. The moment her eyes met his, it was like the floor tilted. His gaze wasn't cold anymore. It wasn't guarded or teasing. It was raw. Fierce. Wrecking. Like he saw through every layer she'd tried to hide. She swallowed hard. Her legs trembled. Her heart betrayed her, pounding so hard against her ribs it seemed like it wanted to break free. Why did his eyes soften like that, as if she was delicate glass, and he'd do anything to keep her from shattering? She swore she was going to melt right there. And he didn't even kiss her. Didn't have to. That one look—his fingers brushing against her skin like he owned the right, it was more than any kiss she'd ever had. More dangerous. More intoxicating. Her lips parted, maybe to speak, maybe to breathe, but nothing came out. Nothing could. The tension between them tightened—thick, electric, blinding. If he moved even an inch, it would be over. But he didn't. And that restraint? That maddening, infuriating, goddamn beautiful control made her want him even more. "Let me handle this," he whispered. "You don't have to trust Conor. Just trust me." Her eyes dropped to his lips. They were so close now she could feel the whisper of his breath. Her heart pounded harder, like it wanted to escape. "Please stop doing that," she murmured. For a fleeting second, nothing moved, then he dropped his hand. His brows drew together. "Doing what?" "Touching me," she whispered. "Especially when you're trying to make a point. You did it in the restroom too." "Why do you think I'm doing that?" he asked, voice husky now, softer. Synopsis: At an elite college, falling for the rich, cold son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps onto campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. When the truth finally breaks free, it threatens everything she’s worked for—the truth, her heart, and the fragile bond she shares with him. With everything at risk, she must choose: expose the truth, or hold on to the one person who makes her feel truly alive.

Cheng Yujin was the elder twin sister, who was supposed to be engaged to an excellent man. However she later learned that her fiance, Marquis Jingyong, had proposed to her because he mistakenly recognized her as her younger twin sister. Marquis Jingyong and her younger sister had a deep relationship, and after many twists and turns, finally broke through all hardships and became eternal lovers. While Cheng Yujin was the villain who replaced her sister’s good marriage, kept framing her sister, and hindered the main couple to be together. A really wicked older sister and poisonous late wife. After the younger twin sister was reborn, she revealed Cheng Yujin’s ‘conspiracy’ early on. Everyone scorned her, and her so-called fiance was indifferent. Cheng Yujin sneered and tore off their engagement letter in front of her fiance. Everyone was gloating and happily waiting to see her regret her actions. However, before Marquis Jingyong had a chance to see Cheng Yujin’s regret, he saw his former fiancee marrying her uncle. The ninth uncle of Cheng family was truly a hidden dragon, his real power frightening everyone. *** Cheng Yujin, this coquettish little wife, lightly lifted her eyebrows and casually said, “A mere Marquis Jingyong, is he worthy? Do you think that robbing him away will affect me?” Almost forgot to say, ninth uncle wasn’t surnamed Cheng. His real name was Li Chengjing, the crown prince.