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The Bride of the Storm Lord: Stormborne's Desire

In a land divided by elements and ruled by powerful lords blessed by ancient gods- Ignarion- god of fire. Vireon -god of storms. Caelion- god of wind. Neryth-goddess of ice and water. And Thalor- god of earth. Every alliance forged and every oath sworn carries the weight of divine power... and ancient prophecy. For centuries, each lord has coveted more power, more dominion, and more control. One spark is all it takes to ignite war. Born of fire, Aurelia Flameborne was once the pride and beloved daughter of Ashmere. A beautiful warrior princess, destined for greatness and betrothed to Neris Winterbourne, the cold and noble Lord of Winter. All of that shatters the day the witch Ishara curses her. After the devastating War of Ashmere, Her face becomes scarred, her magic fractures, and her family locks her away in the tallest tower, too ashamed to let the world see what she has become. Even her fiancé, the Lord of Winter, abandons her for another. But destiny refuses to let her fade. When whispers from the North threaten to end her engagement, Aurelia's heart shatters. But before her world crumbles completely, a storm rises. Valerian Stormborne, the ambitious and enigmatic Lord of Thunder, steps forward to claim her. Now bound to a tempest, Aurelia finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, political games, and the unexpected warmth of love from her tempestuous husband… and her husband's son who calls her mother. But beneath the surface of mortal schemes, the gods begin to stir. Buried deep in the ashes of Caelmont lies an ancient prophecy: A child blessed by all five gods, born of powers that should never mix, will either unite the fractured realms… or bring about their ruin. Now, every Lord wants that child. Every kingdom seeks to control fate. But the gods? They have plans of their own. Now Aurelia stands at the center of obsession and war. The Lord of Winter who rejected her wants her back. The Lord of Wind hides desire behind a cunning smile. Her sister, plots from the shadows. And Valerian, the man who swore she'd "never be a wife," to him begins to burn for her with a passion he cannot control. Caught between storms, gods, and a love that could destroy kingdoms, Aurelia must rise—or the realms will fall.
Unique_A · 43.3k Views

Swords & Roses

"Don't abuse the weak, protect those who asks you, don't make them plead" those were the last words that rang in Vojislav Dave heard' ears as he walks away from his father's grave. Followed him behind was his precious wife, Eleanor. Her soothing voice comforted him. After his mother, followed by the death of his father--Vojislav Dave heard, a knight's son in the beautiful village of Ruthenia, Ukraine, he and his wife's love story were widespread as one of the most tragic tales in history. On September of 1003 BCE, the supposed Byzantine raid on his village--massacred his people. The raid left a broken and a burning Ruthenia. The byzantine soldiers were ruthless--setting houses on fire, assaulting women, beating the elderly and stripping children away from thier land and shipping them off as Slaves. Vojislav and his wife were abducted in the raid and were shipped off to Byzantium--the capital of Anatolia. There, Slav was put in the emperor's army as a knight--where Eleanor's fate seemed uncertain at first. Since she was a woman and a slave--her fate was divided into 2 paths. - being sold to the tavern Or sold to the imperial palace for the prince's pleasure. Eleanor was a modest woman, though fate seemed to be the opposite for her--and soon she was admitted into the imperial palace. Where she learned to survive the deadly political intrigues of the concubines. The day she stepped foot in their--she sensed the brewing enmity between her and them--since the prince made her his most favored concubine. Would she bend to her fate? Would she be united with her husband? Now, that's worth a chapter!!
Aysegulyildiz · 25k Views

The Shadow of Great Britain

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)
Chasing Time · 264.3k Views