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Crown of Ash and Bonds: The Flame Between

This is Book 2 of The Soulfire Chronicles. The Rise of the Flamebearer told the story of how I survived. This is the story of what it cost me. Alaric and Evelyne, my beloved husband and dear cousin, two people I trusted and loved, betrayed me with each other and had me burned alive. My mother sacrificed her life to bring me back before my execution date. I remembered every betrayal before it happened, and I used all of it. The affair. The stolen assets. The lies he told to keep me caged. I filed for divorce, gained the Empress's approval, and walked out of that marriage with fire in my blood and three awakening trials behind me. Alaric now sits under house arrest and under investigation. Duke Caelan Vorenthal was my husband's greatest rival. He was also my ally, my protector, and the man I never planned on wanting. I built something real with him while I was tearing my husband apart. Then news arrived of his demise. His unit destroyed. No survivors found. I don't get to fall apart. The wards protecting seventeen estates are failing, and my blood is the only thing that can hold them. Eight months to stabilize everything and reach the final trial. If I fail, the collapse begins and it won't stop. Something bigger has been moving behind all of this. I can feel it. I just can't name it yet. Here comes Crown Prince Thalion. He thinks I'm dangerous, said so to my face, and now he's assigned as my escort because he doesn't trust anyone else to do it. Eight months with this man's eyes on my every move. He wasn't supposed to be part of this. He's becoming something I didn't plan for, and the way he looks at me when he thinks I can't see it is becoming harder to ignore. I was bred to obey. I burned. I came back. And I'm not finished. Regression | Enemies-to-Lovers | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn | Political Intrigue | R18
Moonlit_Quill · 7k Views

The Light Of Enlightenment In The Middle Ages

"Abbot, the demon possessing my daughter will leave today, right?" "The profit I earn from trade and lending, is that pleasing to God, or has it already become the sin of usury?" "When disaster and injustice strike, why does God remain silent?" A top tier financial con artist has his soul transported to Florence in 1345, opening the story by impersonating a monastery abbot. In 1345, the House of Medici has not yet risen to power. The dawn of the Renaissance is still buried beneath the darkness of the Middle Ages. In 1345, the Black Death is about to arrive. Death is sharpening its scythe, ready to reap half of Europe. In 1345, theology is the only truth allowed to shackle thought. And he understands better than anyone how to define “truth.” He drains the wealth of the entire city with a single “gold certificate.” He triggers a crisis that turns Florence’s banking giants to dust beneath his feet. He writes doctrines of his own, disguises greed as “divine grace,” crowns the rising bourgeois class, and becomes the spiritual totem of capitalists. He ignites the Renaissance, frees the mind, and opens the age of “man.” When the plague sweeps across the land and all voices fall silent, he builds a kingdom on earth amid the ruins. With economic power in his left hand and the cross in his right, he becomes a pope who rules both matter and faith. * * * Hundreds of years later, in the estate of a 33rd degree Freemason. A young heir holds that green bill said to rule the world and points at the pope’s profile printed on it. "Father, why is this pope printed on the dollar?" The father reverently touches the back of the bill and says, "In God We Trust." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• WARNING: The Mc is a bad guy who will use Christianity to fool the masses. He will deceive, kill and do a lot more in the name of God. So people who are very religious or don't like this type of Mc, read at your own risk. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 100 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769
Silver_Shark · 35.1k Views

I Need My Husband To Fall In Love With Me So His Family Can’t Kill Me!

Skylar Velcourt believes that she will one day follow in the footsteps of her father, and return her homeland, Astros, to its former glory. But when Lord Cario Everus extends a proposal to unite their two Houses, she does not expect her father to accept. Now she is betrothed to his son, Lord Caspian Everus, and sentenced to a political marriage she never asked for. The two knew each other as children, and when they meet again after years apart, Skylar immediately despises him. He is cold, unreadable and infuriatingly indifferent. When Skylar begs him to refuse the marriage. Caspian ignores her pleas out of duty. And so they marry, bound by politics, resentment, and a shared vow to keep their distance. Thrust from the warm gardens of Astros, to the cold fortresses of Xoras, Skylar struggles to adjust to her new life and all its restrictive rules. And her marriage is no better. It is a performance by day, and a battlefield in private. Skylar loathes Caspian’s rigid honour and unkindness, while Caspian resents Skylar’s defiance and fire. They try to destroy each other with every glare and conversation, yet beneath the hostility lies something neither of them can explain or ignore. But Skylar soon uncovers a truth far more terrifying than an unwanted marriage. She discovers the real reason House Everus proposed a union. It is a plan of deception and betrayal, one that sentences Skylar to imminent death. Skylar has no solid evidence, nor any allies. No one will believe her. If she speaks, or run away, she will be dismissed as a desperate girl trying to escape her marriage. Every choice will doom her parents and Astros, with it. There is only one path left. And it is the most dangerous of them all.  Skylar must make her husband, Caspian Everus fall in love with her.  But affection is harder to fake than hatred, and the task seems impossible. Even as the lines between act and reality begin to blur, and tensions rise between them, Skylar wonders if the man she vowed to hate can truly save her and her family from destruction, or will he become the greatest threat of all?
miatonningx · 3.2k Views

The Mordred

Nymera Astrelle Vale. Royal Biologist. Scientist. Rebel. A woman who lived nine centuries longer than most humans could dream. She believed knowledge should belong to everyone. She believed power should not belong only to the rich. She believed humanity could evolve together. She was wrong. — A throne world. Uranus. An execution chamber built from polished chrome and glass. The Emperor watching from above. Joseph I the Bloody. Absolute Monarch of the American Empire. Her emperor. Her patient. Her judge. Her executioner. — Nine hundred ninety-nine years of life. Centuries of research. A lifetime spent unlocking the secrets of the Gifted Human project. Emitter types. Transformation types. Mutant types. Powers that could turn ordinary people Into kings. But only the wealthy were allowed to awaken. Only the elite. Only those born into the right bloodlines. — Nymera tried to change that. She tried to give the power to everyone. To the poor. To the workers. To the forgotten. To humanity itself. — The empire called it treason. The court called it rebellion. The Emperor called it class betrayal. — The blade fell. Her blood spilled across the sterile floor of Uranus. Executed. Erased. A traitor to the American Royal Family. — She died believing her fight had meant something. She died believing the future would remember her. She died believing justice mattered. — She was wrong again. — Then— A white room. A strange old man. A cosmic mistake. A god who dropped something into her universe and ruined her fate. — And suddenly— August May 5th, 1820. Britain. London. — She opened her eyes again. Not as the royal biologist of the 55th century. Not as Nymera Astrelle Vale the revolutionary. But as something else. Something wrong. Something the gods themselves did not intend. — Because somewhere in the heavens… A cosmic administrator was panicking. — “I didn’t mean to send her into that body.” — Britain does not know what has arrived. Kings do not know. Popes do not know. Empires do not know. — But history is about to change. Because Nymera Astrelle Vale has returned to life. And this time— There are no gifted humans. No futuristic empires. No advanced technology. No safety nets. — Only politics. Only survival. Only power. — And somewhere in Europe… A fate waits for her. A name history will curse. A destiny written in betrayal. — Mordred. — In her first life, she tried to save the world. In this one? She might destroy it. ------------------------------------------ Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is apart of the I.C.T.M.T universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.
Nicholas_Sea · 130.6k Views