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Mirei Kudou

Arya's Mire

In a realm where the mystical Luna Pack revered Amaris Lun, a distinguished wolf of unmatched valor, an unexpected twist unfolds. Amaris, the epitome of lupine nobility, finds himself isekai-ed to a strange world, Earth. Yet, the question lingers – Was it an accident or a meticulously crafted conspiracy? In his new world, where the moon's luster pales compared to the moons of Luna, Amaris encounters a human girl who's as far from extraordinary as one can be. Arya Jenkin embodies simplicity, so deeply embedded in her being that if you searched her DNA, you'd surely find 'SIMPLE' etched in every strand. Yet, Fate has its own brand of humor, thrusting Arya into a whirlwind of unexpected twists. Their paths cross on the rollercoaster of life, as Amaris, the enigmatic wolf, and Arya, the embodiment of simplicity, begin to realize that their meeting was not a chance occurrence but rather a predestined event unraveling a destiny that defied the boundaries of their worlds, transcending species and realms which was etched among the stars themselves. EXCERPT: Arya couldn't hide her astonishment and stammered, "W..why are you suddenly like...this?" Amaris, with his captivating wolfish charm, toyed with her locks while holding her captive between his muscular arms. "What do you mean, Arya?" Her voice quivered as she tried to express the change she saw in him. "You are so..." "Different?" He finished her sentence, his mesmerizing gaze locked on hers. A sigh escaped his lips as he let his arms fall from the wall, encircling her waist to draw her nearer. Gazing into the eyes he had fallen in love with from day one, he leaned in and planted a searing kiss on her lips, leaving her breathless. "I've always been like this. You were just too silly to see it," he confessed, his eyes never leaving her face. "I'm a possessive wolf, Arya, and I really don't like seeing you with anyone else. Are we clear?" His words hung in the air, his actions speaking louder than any response. Arya's playful smile emerged as she teased, "Possessive wolf, huh? Does this mean you'll be howling at the moon when I'm not around?" Amaris chuckled, his voice a velvet purr. "Only if you promise to be my moon, my love." Follow Arya as her seemingly simple life takes an exhilarating turn following the arrival of Amaris. Will Amaris ever find his way back to the mystical realm of Luna? And who, in the name of the moon, is this heavily adorned figure claiming to be Amaris's betrothed? Unravel the threads of destiny and love in this enchanting reverse isekai tale where the wolf is in human form but the passion is still wild, and the stars themselves have a story to tell. ********************* You can try my other novel too if you like: *Penny: Who Are You? Instagram: @d.a.i.s.y_t The cover art isn't mine, all credits go to the artist. It will be pulled down immediately upon request.
Daisy_T · 65.2K Views

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A veces lo que en un lugar es ordinario, en otro es peculiar. Elena una joven de 18 años, que en su localidad es alguien que no goza de gran belleza, que está dentro de la media, que es opacada por la belleza de sus hermanos. Pero la vida la lleva a un reino desconocido habitado por todo tipo de maravillosas criaturas, dominado por elfos. Un reino donde ella marca la diferencia. Y llama la atención de muchos, pero sobre todo del príncipe. Sumérgete en esta historia, llena de emociones. "- Eres bastante atrevida ¿Acaso no te importa perder la vida? Trago grueso. - Si así lo decide, estará bien señor. Solo le ruego que perdone a mis hermanos, ellos no tienen culpa de nada, solo me defendían. - Tus hermanos han ido en contra de mis órdenes y han atacado a mis soldados, no merecen más que la muerte. Por consideración a tu súplica les daré una muerte piadosa. - ¡¡No!! Por favor se lo ruego eso no - Caigo de rodillas ahogada en llanto. - Por piedad, haga conmigo lo que quiera, deme la muerte más dolorosa, pero perdone a mis hermanos, se lo imploro. Solo me mira como si disfrutara de mi estado. - Ahora no pareces tan orgullosa. - dice y con sus dedos me levanta la barbilla para que lo mire a los ojos. - ¿Hasta dónde serías capaz de llegar por salvar a tus hermanos Elena? - Lo miro dudosa, no sé que pretende. - Haría lo que sea señor. - Bien. -me da la espalda y camina hasta una ventana con vista al jardín. - Desde hoy me servirás, te entregarás a mí en cuerpo y alma. Vivirás para agradarme y darme placer el resto de tus días."
jyffgbxh · 27.3K Views

Through Crimson Eyes

She was always drawn to storms the same way lightning was drawn to the sky. Even at a young age, little Azura stood beneath the thunderclouds that often came to the Sky'Lands during their journey across the Crystallin Sea, singing in a dead tongue. There was solace in their chaotic beauty, a stark contrast to the suffocating control of her makeshift family. Despite what had been promised, Azura couldn’t help shake a certain coldness each time a storm moved on without her. A coldness that only grew stronger and more present with each passing season, leaving her heart ensnared between the safety of familiarity and a longing for what lay beyond the open sea. Change had always stolen something from her, bringing only fear and loss of what had once been familiar. Change is often a terrifying thing to face alone, especially from the eyes of a gifted girl who's been isolated all her life. From the moment he was born, Damien's life had never been his own. Orphaned amidst the serf class and deemed property of the Crown, it seemed his future had been set in stone. To work laboriously with his head held low and his tongue discreet until the day death should come for him. A death he so gravely wished would hurry up. Scares cover his body, some done to him by the hands of the upper class, others he did to himself, for there is no such thing as a free slave in the Kingdom of Dunstan as long as the Royals live. However, a storm would seal their fate on the night following the Summer Solstice only to bind them to a kindred need. One born from desperation and estrangement. Call it destiny, or daresay a bloody curse. Now chained by the threads of fate, a young healer and a slave boy find themselves captured on the mainland by the King of the Dark Coniferous himself, only to be thrown into a sacrificial ritual meant to bring something unspeakable back. Something frightening enough to unnerve even the High Lords of the seven courts. There is a sense of wrongness brewing within Stone Henge, where the late Royal Families of Venijnig lay in their tombs. A wicked presence waiting to be called home. Those who remember him never speak his name aloud but know of him as the uncrowned prince, a butcherer of women, and an abomination amongst the Royal bloodlines. Yet he was a prince once. The youngest son of the Crimson Crowned King Theseus, but a bastard born to a pleasureserf who tainted the young prince's blood, turning it a glistening black silver. They say his voracious appetite for power is what killed the late King along with his heirs before the prince himself was entombed and warded deep beneath the mire surrounding Stone Henge. For the slave boy, it wasn't just a myth that led him to leap into the sea, but a terror that came to him in his dreams. One that he could not escape from. And as for the young healer, she has no idea how deep such a nightmare can go. _________________________________________ Update: 4/26/24
Bealyn_Rix · 21.6K Views
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