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Kiss Of The Night

A College student got stuck inside the body of a princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was renowned to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an uncanny familiarity that defied all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you…’
Drops_of_Tears · 1.1K Views

Rebirth of a Tongue Curser

Catalina was neither a man nor woman. Or could be said a human or an animal. she was just unknown being that tried to build a friendly environment she saw in her hometown. As she walked the earth, Catalina promised herself she will indeed make the barren land into a charming world. However, one thing a being like her could not understand every desire of a human, the people she thought will support her that loved her entirely would shield a knife behind their back and stabbed her where she could not stand anymore and would be left to die on agony on the same land she soil. That garden of roses she walked up on during her leisure time, who could have expected to be an unknown grave for herself? Disappointed, she curses those who did that to her to suffer and would not be happy eternity unless they are forgiven by herself. on top of that, she curses herself to not undergo a rebirth, a second chance like many of her kind. A friend of her was a witness but could not tell Catalina what happened was actually a misunderstanding. A poor friend did a taboo and reversed the curse. Centuries passed, a soul returned to dwell into a breathing body. A twin was born in a forbidden land. A genius and a talented young girl. Layla is a caring sister and always protect the little one from any insults cast on her younger sister for not having any magical abilities that should be passed on to a being such as them. They kept on saying that the little twin is identical to the extinct human species, full of greed and odd way of thinking. Instead of calming her, the kids said she was adopted. Well, none knows she is the reason for the safety of the villagers, the creations she invented from time to time is what kept them safe from the binge eating demon that preying on them. One day, a mistake lead her to be cast outside of the forest which meant she would be eaten alive by those demon. Accepting her faith, she saved by someone. That man made her realize, her people had it wrong. They are other civilization outside the forest she dwell her entire life. Human the assumed to bring apocalypse to the world, is still around and they are nice unlike the story foretold. Encountering, household every household, she could feel, this is not the first time walking here. Some other things are familiar to the touch. "You are stronger that you imagine. Only if you remember who you are" the man that saved her constantly said that. "How do I remember?'' "I don't know. You need to remember it, and if you happen to remember it, I hope the smile on your face won't fade away"
KIKI_GERALD · 109.2K Views

You Really Do Have Beautiful Eyes

In some worlds, magic is a mere fantasy—where humans live without powers. In others, like mine, magic is an undeniable reality. But in my world, there's a twist: only males are supposed to have magic. That is, until I was born. In the kingdom of Dalatine, each newborn's eyes reveal their magical ability and their allegiance to a church—grey for wind, blue for water, hazel for earth, red for fire, yellow for light, and black for dark. But my eyes are golden, a colour no one has ever seen before. And with that, my fate was sealed. Feared of my very existence and hated for my gender, I was locked away in my family's mansion for fifteen years, a prisoner within an unbreakable barrier. The barrier not only kept me from the world—it suppressed my magic and cloaked my true appearance from those who cared for me. Until one fateful day, a stranger with fiery red eyes saw through the illusion. “You really do have beautiful eyes,” he said, shattering the silence of my life. That moment set me free—free from the mansion, free from the illusion. For the first time, I could step into the world I’d dreamed of: the Magic Academy. But reality is far more dangerous than dreams. With enemies lurking in the shadows and my very existence a threat to the kingdom, I must uncover the truth about my power—and about who I truly am—before it's too late. The question is, can I survive long enough to unravel the tangled web of secrets, lies, and deadly conspiracies?
Tohru_X · 7.6K Views

The Kiss of The Moon

Luna é uma doce jovem marcada pela dor. Amparada por um parente após a morte de seus pais, quando tudo dá errado a jovem tem sua liberdade roubada e se vê encurralada em um caminho sem volta. Quando Michael Preston, sexto Duque de Blanchard, retorna à cidade após longos anos, não imaginava que poderia se apaixonar instantaneamente pela jovem mais intrigante da região. A proximidade entre os dois desperta em ambos um sentimento arrebatador capaz de enfrentar qualquer obstáculo. Mas Luna guarda um segredo, algo doloroso que pode colocar em risco não apenas o amor de Michael, como também a sua própria felicidade. – Você fala sobre amor, mas não faz ideia de que duas pessoas podem unir-se por simples e puro desejo. Para muitas pessoas, é o suficiente, afinal nem todos encontram o amor. Não na sociedade em que vivemos. – Não acredito – ela afirmou, tentando afastar-se daquele homem. – Gostaria de saber, senhorita, como o desejo pode influenciar o julgamento de uma pessoa? Ela rezava para que ele não percebesse o quanto estava desestruturada. Ele penetrara sua barreira através de palavras e ela nem percebera. Não teve chances. – O senhor está sendo inconveniente. – Luna apertou os lábios. Não sabia como reagir àquela situação. Mais um pouco e estaria perdida, precisava sair logo daquele jogo de palavras o qual ela não sabia jogar. – Talvez devêssemos voltar para o baile, vossa graça – continuou, então ofereceu a mão a ele para que voltassem, mas sua fuga foi totalmente frustrada quando, ao aceitar sua mão, Michael acabara trazendo-a bruscamente para ele. – Sinto muito – ele respondeu. – Mas eu odeio bailes. – E, dizendo isso, Michael levou a mão à nuca dela, selando seus lábios com um beijo inesperado.
yui_n · 421 Views
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