ASHES OF THE HEAVENLY PEARL
Long before the vampires claimed Elarion… before wolves patrolled its borders and demons stirred in the shadows… the kingdom belonged to the fairies.
Their light once crowned the skies. Their songs carried magic strong enough to calm storms, heal wounds, and bend reality. They ruled with gentle hearts and glowing wings, guarding the land with the Heavenly Pearl a heart of pure magic born from the First Fairy Queen.
But power invites envy.
The night the sky turned crimson, the kingdoms betrayed them.
Wolves tore through their forests.
Vampires stole the Pearl.
Dark creatures rose beneath the mountains to finish what the others began.
The fairies fell.
Their wings were chained.
Their royal blood was hunted.
And the remnants of their people were pushed to the lowest rank, servants, slaves, shadows of what they once were.
For years, Elarion forgot the fairies had ever ruled.
Now, Elarion looked peaceful from the outside, but everyone knew the truth: the kingdom was still trying to recover from old wounds that had never fully healed. Strange creatures lurked at the forest edges, ancient magic slept beneath the rivers, and the royal family guarded secrets deeper than the ocean.
At the heart of the kingdom stood Nocturine Academy, the school built for the gifted, the cursed, the noble, and the dangerous. Every young being with even a spark of power passed through its gates.
Some were there to refine their magic.
Some to hide it.
Some… simply to survive.
Nocturine Academy.
A place where power ruled.
Where monsters sharpened their teeth.
Where fairies were treated worse than dirt.
And where the shattered Heavenly Pearl was rumored to be buried.
Among Nocturine Academy’s students was Prince Kael Arcturus the heir to Elarion’s throne. He was powerful, unpredictable, and feared by almost everyone. They whispered that he was cursed, that darkness followed him like a shadow, that anyone who got too close ended up regretting it.
No one dared look him in the eyes for too long.
No one dared speak to him unless he spoke first.
But everything changed the day she arrived.
Lyra, the quiet fairy girl with soft eyes and a simple smile, had no presence at all. She wasn’t strong, she wasn’t loud, and she didn’t look like someone meant for a school like Nocturine. She blended into the background so easily… until the moment she collided literally with the most notorious prince in the entire kingdom.
Books scattered across the hallway. Students froze.
Kael looked down at her with cold, unreadable eyes.
Lyra stared back, confused and terrified.
And everything changed from that moment.