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Vision D Escaflowne

THE GIRL WITH VISIONS

In the mystical kingdom of Omala, where magic is rare and fate is woven into the fabric of time, Nyssa, a common village girl, harbors a secret she does not fully understand—visions of the future. Born into a simple life in Elden Hollow, she has spent years suppressing the eerie glimpses of things yet to come, fearing what they might mean. But when a royal proclamation announces an arranged marriage that will shape the kingdom’s future, Nyssa’s visions grow more intense, hinting at a destiny she cannot escape. Unbeknownst to her, she is the last living descendant of a lost royal bloodline, hidden away for generations to protect her from those who would exploit or destroy her. Her rare gift is tied to a forbidden power, one that many seek to control—including forces within the palace that have long conspired in the shadows. As fate draws her toward the royal court, Nyssa finds herself entangled with Prince Caelan, heir to the throne and bound by duty to a political union he does not desire. Though their connection is unexpected, an unbreakable bond forms between them—one that defies reason and stirs whispers of a soulmate-like magic. But love is not so easily claimed when destiny demands sacrifice. With enemies lurking in the dark and the weight of an ancient prophecy pressing upon her, Nyssa must navigate a treacherous path of power, deception, and self-discovery. As she uncovers the truth about her lineage and the forces seeking to control her gift, she must decide: Will she embrace the destiny foretold in her visions, even if it means risking everything—including her heart? A sweeping tale of love, sacrifice, and hidden power, The Girl with Visions is a story of a young woman rising from obscurity to claim her place in a world that fears and desires her in equal measure.
berraminu · 1.3K Views

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I closed my eyes, shutting out his face, trying to steady myself. But I could feel it—his surprise. The way his lips stilled for a fleeting moment before moving with mine told me he didn't expect this. Not from me. "Well done Tessa. You've outdone yourself" I thought, a quiet victory blooming inside me. And then, as if understanding my message he responded. His lips softened, calling to mine, pulling me in closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate, more consuming, as though he'd decided to match the boldness I'd thrown his way. This was real. Too real. I gave myself a warning, a fleeting whisper in the chaos of my mind: this shit is about to get real, girl. But it was too late. The ferocious rush of adrenaline coursing through me had already taken over. Butterflies danced in my stomach, fluttering wildly like they'd been let loose from a cage. I thought butterflies only happened when too people were inlove. So why—why is my body dancing to his tune ? His touch was quick, smooth and practiced. He knew exactly how to hold me, how to make my body respond. I was caught between surprise and satisfaction, entirely swept away. Of course, he knew what he was doing. I didn't expect someone like him to be inexperienced. He carried himself like a man who'd walk this path before. If he wanted to, I had no doubt he could have taken me here and now. The thought sent thrill down my spine,but also a jolt of clarity. I wasn't ready. I couldn't loose my virginity to someone I barely knew —whose name I didn't even know. Still he made me feel so much at once. Too much. I was floating, soaring high above the world while somehow still feeling grounded. I was up in the clouds—cloud six at most, but my body wasn't my own anymore. I couldn't feel it. Couldn't control it. It was as though I traded my sanity for this fleeting, intoxicating moment. I could no longer breathe. Every time I tried to take a breathe, he'd pull me right back into the moment and I'd loose myself all over again. It was overwhelming, intoxicating. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he stopping? It was as if he wanted more—needed more. Like he was determined to dive deeper into the kiss. To explore every uncharted corner of it. Deeper? " Is there even a way to go deeper than this ? I thought to myself, my mind spinning. He'd gone through every kind of kiss I could imagine —soft, fiery, teasing, demanding. I didn't think there was anything left for him to try. But he didn't stop. I tried to push him away, my hands trembling against his chest. But before I could, he caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling me back into his hold. I couldn't escape. And truthfully? I didn't want to. I liked what I was feeling. No—i loved it. It was raw, Electric, addictive. My body craved it, craved him and I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More until I couldn't feel anything else. Untill my body didn't know where it began and where it ended. Then like a splash of cold water, the sound of voices broke through my haze. " Hey, don't you think it's enough" I froze, reality crashing in. I had completely forgotten about them —our friends. I'd forgotten about everything: where I was, what I was doing, the fact that we were standing out here in broad daylight. The world around me felt like nothing more than a tool for this moment, as if the sunlight itself was feeding into the darkness we'd created together. It had been just us—only us. And now it was over.
Black_Diamond626 · 6.1K Views
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