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The General's Captive Bride

"You are mine now, my captive, my bride, my prize. Defy me all you wish. It only makes me want to break you more." Princess Elara Ashwyn's wedding day becomes her nightmare. Betrayed by her jealous sister Cassia and fiancé Prince Theron, she watches the Ironforge Empire slaughter through her palace. Her father is executed. Her kingdom falls in hours. As spoils of war, she's given to General Kaedan Drakmir, the Empire's most feared commander. Cold, ruthless, devastatingly handsome, he's conquered a dozen nations through blood and brilliance. She's supposed to submit, to break, to become another trophy. Instead, she spits in his face at the altar. Her defiance should earn execution. Instead, it awakens obsession in a man who's never wanted anything he couldn't take by force. Elara becomes his fixation, the one enemy he can't conquer, the one prize that refuses to be won. But Kaedan carries secrets that could shatter empires. His rise was built on trauma and manipulation by the Imperial Court that treats him as weapon, not son. The same court that destroyed Ashencourt seeking something her bloodline protects: ancient magic that could enslave the continent. Magic now awakening inside Elara. Trapped in deadly conspiracy, her greatest enemy becomes her only ally. The man who destroyed her world might be the only one who can help her save it. And the chains binding them together might be the only thing keeping them both alive. He captured her kingdom. She's about to conquer his heart—and change everything.
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The Royal Engagement: Our Bratty Marriage

Being a royal, you must give up the dream to choose your partner. When plague and war wipe out the imperial heirs of Solanir, sixteen-year-old Orion von Solanir is forced onto a throne he was never meant to inherit. Crowned too young, burdened too soon, and being the most imbelic young man a lady can ever withstand. marriage. Enter Selina von Marcelline, daughter of the duke of a rival kingdom and a living clause in a fragile treaty. Sent to Solanir as a political offering, she is expected to become the empire’s perfect crown princess—graceful, obedient, and silent. She fails spectacularly. as every single thing here test's her patience and sanity. Their first meeting ends with insults, blood signatures, and Orion being thrown out of a window—literally. What begins as open hostility quickly turns into a vicious battle of words, pride, and bruised egos. To the court, they are a blessed union meant to stabilize the continent. In private, they are sworn enemies sharing a crown. But hatred is rarely simple. Orion’s cruelty hides a deeper wound—one born from betrayal within his own family, where power, desire, and silence destroyed what little innocence he had left. Selina, sharp-tongued and observant, begins to notice the cracks beneath his arrogance- and simply that's not her problem to deal with. Meanwhile, Selina carries her own scars. Abandoned by her father, bound by blood treaties, and surrounded by a royal family riddled with secrets, she learns that Solanir’s court is far more dangerous than the battlefield ever was. Allies wear smiles. Apologies come too late. And even family can be the sharpest blade. As festivals turn into threats, treaties into traps, and enemies into reluctant partners, Selina and Orion are forced into proximity they never wanted—sharing lessons, public appearances, and a future neither chose. In a court where loyalty is performative, love is political, and survival demands cruelty, one question remains: Can two broken heirs learn to trust each other before the empire tears them apart? Or will their marriage become just another royal tragedy written in blood?
Nekomata00 · 2.7k Views