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The Love of Imperatrix

***This is the BOOK 1 under the QUESTIONABLE SERIES*** {VOLUME ONE COMPLETED} (Currently under editing) __________________ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: @ All Rights Reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored, transmitted, adapted, translated, or distributed in any form or by any means, including but not limited to electronic, digital, or online media, without the prior written consent of the author. Unauthorized use, duplication, or dissemination of any part of this work will constitute a violation of copyright law and may result in legal action. ___________________ BLURB: ___________________ He’s the last man she’d ever fake date. She’s the chaos his control was never built to survive. Danica Clarke doesn’t play by anyone’s rules but her own. She’s a storm in stilettos: flawless, ferocious, and utterly untouchable. A woman who eats boardroom sharks for breakfast and signs multimillion-dollar deals before her morning espresso cools. She built her empire on blood, grit, and brilliance. Love? To her, it’s for the weak-hearted and the dream-drunk, not for women with empires to build. Alfred Brown is Danica’s living contradiction. Infuriatingly charming, disarmingly kind, with a smile capable of thawing the ice in her veins and a soul so golden it borders on blinding. He is everything she mocks and everything she secretly aches for. A romantic in a world of cynics. A whisper of poetry against her hard-edged pragmatism. When a fake-dating scheme throws them together, sparks don’t just fly, they ignite. Every glance becomes a provocation, every touch a challenge, and every deception sold to the world feeds a truth neither can outrun. Heat builds, tennsion breaks, and the distance between wanting and needing collapses. Because sometimes, the last person you’d ever fall for…is the one who makes you fall the hardest. ____________________________ Author's Note: Hey lovely readers! First of all, THANK YOU for choosing this story. I’m beyond excited to share Danica and Alfred’s wild, fiery, emotional journey with you. Yes, English isn't my first language, and some early chapters might be a little rough around the edges—but please hang in there! The heart of the story is what matters, and I promise you—it gets juicier, funnier, and deeper as you go. Follow me on Instagram for updates & behind-the-scenes fun: @quillfame_29 DISCLAIMER: THE IMAGES IN THE COVER AND THE IDEA IS TAKEN FROM THE PINTEREST, AND IT BELONGS TO ORIGINAL CREATOR. THE COVER PAGE WAS THEN MODIEFIED USING ONLINE TOOLS.
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Cloud Strider

Yun wakes up missing three days of his memory, after which he is told to enter another world and fight for his life: [Descendant! Consume the Celestial Fragment and enter the First Vision.] Every seven years, Severin's Curse awakens within millions of Descendants, dragging them into the ancient and ruined Forsaken Realm. Those who survive its trials return magically transformed, and ascend into Divines. Yun never wanted to become one of them, but not because he was the asshole, okay? The feeling was mutual. Exiled from his Clan since birth and abandoned by his own mother and sister, he was resigned to scraping by in poverty alone. But apparently, Severin didn't think that was enough excitement for one sixteen-year-old outcast. When Severin's Curse chose him as one of its latest victims, he is forced onto the same path as the Divines he resents. After losing three days of his memories to the Curse, Yun is thrown into a deadly trial called the First Vision. But where others are granted the Paths of venerable swordsmen and shadow assassins, he is slapped with the Path of a Servant — a weakling whose power depends entirely on proximity to his master. If only that master wasn't a shy divine beast that fled at the first sight of people. Including him. In short, Yun... was abandoned. Again and again. By his Clan. His mother. His sister. His so-called "master". But maybe, Yun doesn't need them. He never did. And so, Yun clawed his way into a power no other Divine has ever carried — one that shouldn't exist, born from a Path meant to make him weak. When the whole world denies your existence, who else can stubbornly assert it but you?
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