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Married Off To A Cold Eyed Knight

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!
sun_imperial · 1m Views

The Dragon's Heart: Unspoken Passion

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • VERY slow-paced • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k
yonanae · 184.8k Views

Ataraxia: The Unshaken Blade

An empire fractures. A holy sword sleeps. A broken young man must find absolute peace in a world giving him every reason for war. In the crumbling Aurum Imperium, where ancient traditions are suppressed by a fearful Church and great houses vie for a fading throne, nineteen-year-old squire Caelius Drusus is left kneeling in the ashes of his life. His father has been executed for treason, his mother dragged to a notorious prison, and his home burned to the ground by the cold, calculating House Corvinus. Driven by a singular, burning vow of vengeance, Caelius recovers a legendary relic hidden by his father: Pax Aeterna, the Unshaken Blade. But the holy sword is a mirror, not a simple weapon. To those consumed by rage and grief, it is a useless, impossibly heavy "dead weight." To wield its translucent edge, Caelius must achieve Ataraxia—a forgotten state of absolute equanimity once practiced by the empire’s greatest knights, but systematically erased from history by the Sacerdotium. As the Imperium slides toward civil war, Caelius must navigate a landscape of shifting political alliances and ancient conspiracies. Alongside the methodical knight Lucretia Aurelius and a secret circle of scholars, he begins a journey that is as much inward as it is outward. To save his world and confront the man who destroyed his family, Caelius must learn the hardest lesson of all: that true power is found not in the storm of war, but in the stillness at its center.
Ephemerxl · 362 Views

My Vampire Prince..

VOLUME TWO OF THIS BOOK IS OFFICIALLY OUT!! This volume will dwell more on Xavriel, Calithar, Seraphine. The past story of Elena and Calithar, Xavriel and Seraphine will also be included!!! There are more unexpected ships and couples in this volume who have got quite a story to tell. >∆> This volume will pick up directly from where volume one ended. A thrilling ride of love, hidden secrets and heartbreaking desires and want. You don't want to miss this! *Extra chapters will be released once reader engagement and voting skyrockets. Also, all gifts and golden tickets will be noticed and acknowledged by the author. Excerpt~~~ "You were a blessing, I was the curse." It was just meant to be a simple event but fate had other plans... Elena Beaufort, the daughter of a supposed traitor, thought she was just attending another high-society gala her Lord forced her into. But the masquerade was no ordinary party; it was a vampire court ritual, and her dance with a masked stranger bound her to him as his chosen bride. Damien Von Carstein, a ruthless and impossibly beautiful vampire prince, claims she now belongs to him. He desires her blood to break his generation-long curse all at the cost of her freedom. The blood was all he needed. All he wanted. But now, his dead heart decided to sprout. And hers now fell for the man who was set on destroying her very being. Torn between desire and danger, Elena must navigate Damien’s shadowy world of temptations. But every action she makes, pulls her deeper into his orbit. And when rivals rise, betrayals surface, and bodies start to fall, Elena will have to decide: Will she destroy the vampire prince who bound her and bring honor to her family's name or surrender to the passion that could destroy her?
Edna_Divine · 155k Views