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Entangled:Once upon a forgotten time. 1:Whispers of Fate and Destiny

In the courtroom,heavy silence reigned,even a pin drop would be hear as everyone tried to process what they just heard. "A marriage proposal?" Isabelle says,her voice low,daring the man standing before her to repeat himself "Yes milady" The man affirms without flinching,unfazed by the threat in her voice. Though he was impressed. His answer seemed to not have helped matters as a wave of murmur followed as the ministers whispered to each other,some of them visibly showing their outrage on the face. "How dare...?"Felix starts taking a step forward but is immediately stopped by Isabelle's raised hand. Isabelle sits up,the silver white veil that covered half her face didn't mask her commanding aura at all, straightening her back,the sleeves of her gown shift with her translucent champagne-gold fabric, draped like a royal mantle, edges threaded with fine gold embroidery shaped like anvil-forged vines. The bodice beneath is a structured steel-boned corset overlaid with gold leaf patterns, glinting softly like polished metal, cinched tightly at the waist before flowing into sheer layered skirts split by a forward slit, framed in subtle metallic details. At her neck rests a pendant of pearls and clear gemstones set in forged gold, sitting like armor shaped for a queen. A crown-tiara of interlocking blade-like points holds her ginger waves in place, and at her feet, gold-strapped sandals with delicate ankle filigree ground her firmly, a ruler who embodies beauty, war, and law in equal measure. Her blue grey eyes hardened as her eyes showed a smile which was not a smile. "Leave my courtroom" she says cauing the entire room to go dead silent. "What!?" Declan Moore couldn't believe his ears "If you're going to stand in my courtroom,right beneath my throne,in my kingdom and yet you can't address me properly,leave my courtroom NOW" Isabelle says word by word looking him dead in the eye
Blexxi_ael · 822 Views

The General's Daughter: The Mission

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"
Azalea_Belrose · 1.8k Views

The Path to Godhood: Balance Breaker

​In the vast expanse of the Cangyuan Continent, where the heavens dictate the fate of men, a choice is made: to cultivate the Spirit, to temper the Body, or to refine the Soul. To master one is to be a hero; to master two is to be a legend. But to grasp all three is to invite the wrath of the gods themselves. ​Long Xiaoyan chose the path of the forbidden. ​Betrayed by his own blood and cast into the heart of a primordial volcano, the "Trash Prince" of the Longshen Empire was meant to be a footnote in history—ash scattered by the wind. Instead, he reached into the void, awakened the Spiritual Codex, and bound his fate to Long Wei, an ancient dragon spirit whose roar once shook the stars. ​Now, wielding the forbidden Triple Cultivation, Xiaoyan returns to the world's center to enter the Heavenly Academy—the sovereign sanctuary of the continent. ​From the shadows of the Outer Court to the celestial heights of the Immortal Hall, he must climb a ladder of broken geniuses and fallen elders. With his Crimson Claw to shatter the laws of physics and his Judgment Codex Eye to rewrite the threads of fate, he will conquer the 32 Inner Gates and build a throne atop the ruins of his enemies. ​But the Academy is only the first step. For beyond the 12th Stage of the God Realm lies a truth that spans across an infinite Multiverse—a battlefield of ten thousand realms where True Gods are but pawns, and only those who break the Balance can hope to survive. ​"I don't care if you're an Emperor, a Sage, or a God. If you stand in my way, I will break your balance."
Junior40 · 3.8k Views