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Sword & Coffee: Double Shot Destiny

Virellion is a kingdom that has been shaped by the three pillars, magic, hierarchy, and controland the one who knows it the most is the Crown Prince Kael Dravaryn. Since his childhood, Kael has been cursed with a dangerous, ancient fire that thrives on emotion and power. As a result, he has been working on self, control for many years. To his people, he appears to be calm, strong, and inaccessible. The ruling council sees him not only as their future king but also as a risky factoran instrument that can be directed, kept under surveillance, and, if needed, locked up. If the demon inside him is ever unleashed, it will not only kill him. It will also wipe out the entire kingdom. Lyra Vale has nothing to do with palace schemes. She keeps her head down, works at the Moonbrew Caf, and tries not to notice the odd vibration within hera presence she has never understood. She has no magic. At least, she doesn't know any. What she does have is a gut feeling to hold her ground even when the threat is life, threatening. When Kael becomes violent in a containment chamber and Lyra naturally goes out to him, the utterly unexpected happens: the curse backs off. The fire listens. Their bond is there right from the start, disturbing, and undeniable. Lyra is the only one who can keep Kaels magic from going out of controlnot by making it stronger but by opposing it. His power devours, hers counteracts. Where his curse twists, hers calms. The ruling council promptly starts to feel that something has changed. And in a kingdom where power is taken, not handed over, Lyra turns into more than just a girl with a freakshe turns into a tool. A danger. A fix. Kael and Lyra, who have been thrown together, try to figure out what Lyra's power is and where Kael's curse came from. What they find is way before the throne: the flame in Kael was never meant to be tamed by one person only. It had to be paired with a partneran opposite force that was forgotten in history. Lyra is not a mishap. She is the other half of the ancient harmony that was lost. While the council veer towards absolute confrontation, and the rumor of uprising permeates the city, Kael is standing at a crossroad: Will he continue to be a mere instrument of the kingdom's willor will he go against centuries of domination to save the one who has brought him back to life? Unfortunately, equilibrium requires giving up something. And if smashing the spell equates to smashing the throne Virellion is going to be faced with the dilemma of choosing between its crown prince and the flame which was never destined to be its ruler.
Moonlightxx · 739 Views

Shadows of Influence

Every challenge test is resolved. Every decision reshapes trust. Every observation shifts the balance of power. In a world where influence matters as much as knowledge, one young leader navigates ethical dilemmas, institutional friction, mentorship demands, and high-stakes collaboration. Through crises and breakthroughs, she must balance principle with strategy, composure with action, securing authority while earning genuine trust. From quiet rivalries to external pressures, from miscommunication to pivotal victories, her journey proves that real power emerges not from dominance but from patience, integrity, and the capacity to guide others with steady resolve. Amara Sinclair enters university with clarity and conviction. Intelligent, disciplined, principled ,she believes integrity, effort, and loyalty will secure both success and love. Her future seems carefully aligned until betrayal shatters the foundation she trusted most. The collapse forces Amara into reckoning with disappointment, vulnerability, and an uncomfortable truth: competence alone guarantees neither respect nor protection. What follows isn't reckless rebellion but observation and recalibration. She begins noticing what she once overlooked—subtle hierarchies, unspoken power structures, the quiet mechanics of influence within academic and institutional spaces. As she navigates demanding collaborations, ethical dilemmas, and rising expectations, Amara learns to lead without noise. She develops emotional discipline, strategic patience, and the ability to guide through clarity rather than confrontation. Mentorship, rivalry, and scrutiny test her resolve while responsibility sharpens judgment. Each challenge refines her understanding: authority isn't dominance ,it's consistency, fairness, principle. Over time, Amara's influence grows organically. Trust replaces doubt. Respect displaces assumptions. She becomes a steady presence in environments defined by pressure and complexity, earning credibility through action rather than assertion. Shadows of Influence is a slow-burn coming-of-age novel about self-possession and the formation of quiet power. It explores how resilience builds through reflection, how leadership emerges through restraint, and how true influence establishes itself not by force, but through integrity sustained over time.
Reks_Juli · 4.8k Views

I will love my child this time

I am an evil mother, for I burdened my child with all the responsibility; my torment and my resentment.. The beautiful child who could not smile, grew up in pain and violence.. The traitor of the Empire, "Ayan de Altan," was executed in the public square... My child, whom I never looked at throughout the twenty-five years, never, smiled sadly and said arrogantly on the day of his execution: "I do not care for this Empire's hatred of me, for I never desired your good feelings. So here I am, being executed now to rid you of your final chains. The last Altan monster is executed; Altan will be erased from existence." Ayan was executed, but the pain and sorrow remained in my heart. Years after my son's death, I went to his grave and took a small bottle of purple poison, remembering what the seller said... ["It is a very harmful poison; it makes the one who drinks it suffer greatly, as if their body is being torn apart. Madam, is there someone you want to kill with such brutality?!"] I took a deep breath, opened the bottle cap, and poured it into my mouth. "I am the one who deserves to die in pain." I felt the poison starting to tear my body apart. I began to gasp and ache, tears burning in my eyes. "Ayan, I am sorry, my little one. If time could go back, I would have given you love instead of resentment. I would have held you more, told you that you are the best child in the world. I... I didn't hate you. I burdened you with my hatred for myself and my helplessness... my child, I love you, finally."
sara_Luffy11 · 10.1k Views