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Who Is Princess Uta

Who is the Villain?

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.
Eternal_bunny · 143K Views

IN- LOVE WITH WHO EVER HE IS......

"let's go!" A feminine voice came out a bit hash, she dragged a young boy with her along with a traveler bag. "Hao please let me explain!" A man came running and tried to stop her, " let me go!" She screamed and pulled her hand out of his hold. "Madam please, don't leave, it is all my fault, please punish me! " Another voice came. And both seemed to be stopping the lady of the house from leaving in her condition, Hao struggling to leave with her child crying and hold her skirt from behind. "Hao!" "Madam!" Both screamed as the lady rolled from the stairs to the very end, still holding her child in her arms. Hao-hao's eyes were still opened and a tear rolled down her face followed by the painful scream from her. She barely saw anything else and all she could hear was the worried voices, one holding her and telling her she was going to be alright and the other trying to call the ambulance. "M.. my baby...." Was all she could say when her eyes landed on the unconscious boy on her right. Some minutes ago she had returned from shopping to find her husband on bed with their maid, that was not the deal! She went to take her child and packed a little she could carry, feeling the pain in her abdomen increase. She supported her protruding belly and took in a deep breath to calm herself before dragging the bag and her son out of the room only to meet the annoying man trying to close her trouser zip with his shirt scattered with love makes visible on his torso. She wanted to kill him, all of them but not in her situation, revenge was the least right now, she had to take her son away and cause the both of them pain but plans went wrong when she lost her balance and rolled down the damn stairs again! "Due to the situation, we had to perform a surgical procedure to remove the child and save both lives, we would have lost both because of lost of blood. Mr Gu both are in a critical condition and also the born child may have a deformity because of the heavy fall again." The doctor said and shook his head, they had done their best and the rest was in the hands of their god, if both mother and born child survive the night then it would have been a miracle. The relatives sat down in silence each either praying or thinking of something to do with Lorah silently crying and staring at the face of the sleeping boy a bandage covering his head......
Beatrice_Khaylly · 888 Views

The Human Who Is Above All Races

— I welcome you, students of this academy, to the entrance ceremony. The echo of his voice reverberates throughout the auditorium and you can clearly hear what he is saying. Will this be the use of “magic”? — Today we mark the beginning of your paths. Before you are the gates that lead to an amazing world. This academy has a legacy written in the blood of those warriors who forged their swords with the fire of the dragons they slayed. Many of you know the stories: stories of heroes who slayed those creatures that soar the skies and walk the earth, stories of how they defended territories so that those who inhabited those lands could see a tomorrow. But what you have not been told is that here, in this compound, you cadets will be molded, trained, study and learn all that is necessary to defeat a dragon. Perhaps a few will forge a name for themselves to start their own legacy. — True power does not come from the beasts they will tame. The power you need is the power of will: the will to keep going, no matter what adversity you face, no matter how bleak the outlook may seem. Some of you will not make it to the end. This path is not for the weak. You will face your fears, fall to your weaknesses and succumb to the darkness. But if you persevere, if you allow the fire of your will to burn in your hearts, you will leave here not as mere warriors, but as guardians and true Arcanists! — Remember, you are not here by chance. Each of you has been blessed and has managed to awaken and manifest the powers of a dragon. — So, cadets, are you ready to embark on this journey, are you ready to be forged by the fire of Ares? Only time will tell. May the flame of Ares protect and illuminate you on your journey. Welcome to the cadet academy, Tracia! With that said, the large auditorium doors open, and a gust of wind enters. Then, the lights come on, illuminating the entire auditorium. Everyone stands up, including Seraphine. Not knowing why, I confusedly stand up as well. — Kalzar! -they all shout in unison.
Sherat · 7.5K Views

The Hostage Princess

Note: Cover Photo from Pinterest and not mine. Credits to the owner The continent has always been riddled with war. Small kingdoms are being invaded by big ones and are swallowed up. Two empires have emerged to be the most powerful, the empire of Constantine in the west and the empire of Alessandria in the east. When the two empires clashed to dominate one another, the continent was put into turmoil. With the war stretching on for years crops and livestock began to dwindle, famine and sickness started to spread. Death had spread throughout the continent. In this war between the two powerful empires, Constantine was at a disadvantage because of the might of Alessandria. Because of the long years of war and the damage it has brought, a truce was formed. Being that Alessandria is the dominant of the two, Constantine was forced to give away some of their territory together with sending a princess as a hostage and one of many wives in the harem of the tyrant emperor of Alessandria. Almera Ashelet Constantine was the eldest princess of the empire of Constantine. Born from the empress of the empire she should have been loved by many. But contrary to that, she was only a princess by name and not favored by her father the emperor Reginald Constantine III of the Constantine Empire. She was then chosen to be the hostage princess that is sent to Alessandria Empire. ** It looked like Almera was in a disadvantageous position, she was not only a princess from the enemy empire but also a weak woman that can be bullied easily. She knew that her father has sent her knowing that she can die in Alessandria and that is what he was counting on to break the truce that was forged. But unknowing to anyone, she has a power that was passed from her mother empress to her. It was a power that can change the tides of this war. Almera kept it a secret as her mother had let her promise on her death bed. But for Almera to survive, she must use this power to wager and struck a deal with the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus. ** At the wedding chambers in Alessandria, Almera was waiting intently. Her hands were sweating even though she was feeling cold. Nervousness enveloped every part of her body. She had heard rumors of Emperor Romulus. She must get him to agree to the wager she had in mind. When the doors opened and a man entered, Almera’s heart leaped. She saw a well built man with little clothes on. It was none other than the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus Alessander. “So, you are the princess of Constantine that was sent here.” The man looked at her from head to toe as if gauging her worth. “You will do.” He had a devilish grin on his face. The man was rushing to the bed where Almera was seating. “W-Wait…” Almera said hastily. “Before everything else… hear me out. I want to make a deal with you.” Romulus stopped just right in front of her. “A deal?” Romulus had one eyebrow up. “Interesting. This is the first time a woman had stopped me in my tracks and surprised me by wanting to strike a deal. Then tell me princess, what deal do you want to have with me?” A playful smirk was etched on his face.
Les01 · 71.5K Views

The Captive Princess

This is the story of Princess Ingrid of Ásjáheimr and Grand Commander Caym Fairburne of Sylvania Empire. ×××××××× [ R18: Mature content. ] The tradition of royal captivity started during the rule of the Second Emperor Ludwig in the Sylvania Empire, where descendants from various kingdoms were brought as 'symbols of peace'. The royal captives lived in an isolated palace provided with material luxury but devoid of freedom and future, like beautiful birds in locked in a jeweled cage. Ingrid is the First Princess of Ásjáheimr and the last royal captive of the Sylvania Empire. Having endured childhood abuse without receiving any help to heal her traumas, Ingrid has succumbed to depression. She lacks the desire to explore beyond her known life, cherishing her fragile peace as a royal captive over the thought of freedom. But how long can she stay this way? When Ingrid met Caym Fairburne, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Army of Sylvania, her little world have started to change. As they navigate the dangerous landscape of rebellion, war, power struggles, and mysterious divine interventions, Ingrid finds herself captivated by the Grand Commander who stands as strong as a fortress yet as warm as the sun. "I am a royal captive," Ingrid whispered, lowering her gaze. "You've already mentioned that, Your Highness," Caym remarked. Ingrid lifted her head once more. "Tell me, what is it that you're doing now?" she asked. "You are the Grand Commander. You shouldn't be entangling yourself with me, let alone be having this conversation with me." Caym tilted his head. "I suppose that's true. But as I said, I also don't know what I'm doing right now," he admitted. Ingrid observed Caym's dark hair, its strands capturing the ethereal glow of the moonlight. His amber eyes, with an intensity that mirrored the flames, held a gaze that seemed to penetrate the shadows. A chiseled jawline framed his face, adding a rugged yet commanding quality. His brows arched above those penetrating eyes, creating an expression that Ingrid could not read. "Grand Commander, you've suddenly become quite handsome in my eyes," Ingrid remarked. "Don't you realize how precarious this is?" Caym remained silent for a few moments. "I believe I understand the peril in that," he finally said, his deep amber gaze locked on Ingrid. War looms on the horizon, love blooms amidst chaos, and political intrigue threatens to tear them apart. Their fates entwined, Caym and Ingrid must navigate treacherous waters, their encounter shaping the destiny of nations. ××××××××××× Extra tags: #dotingML #brokenFL #psychological #detailedworldbuilding #severalkingdoms #schemes #powerstruggles #divinebeings #complexplot #weaktostrong #mature
squideli · 670.6K Views

The Princess and the Stranger

Princess Elowen Sylrae of the enchanting kingdom of Aeloria had her future perfectly planned: she was to marry her childhood friend, Sir Thalior Wyrd, and together they would rule the kingdom with grace and strength. However, her dreams were shattered when she discovered that Thalior had betrayed her with her own half-sister, Lady Seraphine. Heartbroken and enraged, Elowen immediately canceled the engagement. In the midst of her personal turmoil, tragedy struck the kingdom. King Aldric, her beloved father, passed away suddenly, leaving the throne vacant and the kingdom in a vulnerable position. According to the ancient laws of Aeloria, Elowen could not ascend the throne without a husband. Desperate and pressed for time, Elowen faced mounting pressure from her advisors and the court. As if in answer to her prayers, a mysterious stranger, Eirik Thorne, appeared and offered her his hand in marriage. With no other options and her kingdom at stake, Elowen agreed to the proposal. However, Elowen soon discovers that Eirik is no ordinary stranger. He is, in fact, the crown prince of the rival kingdom of Drakoria, a nation long at odds with Aeloria. As tensions rise and secrets unfold, Elowen must navigate the treacherous waters of political alliances, hidden agendas, and unexpected love. Can she find a way to unite their kingdoms and secure peace, or will the revelation of Eirik's true identity lead to the destruction of everything she holds dear?
Ava_000 · 1.6K Views
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