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Crown of Ash and Bonds: The Rise of the Flamebearer

BURNED AS A TRAITOR. REBORN FOR REVENGE. I was the perfect noble wife... obedient, smiling, silent. Then my husband lit the pyre. My cousin wept before the crowd as flames devoured my silk gown. No one knew I carried Alaric's heir in my womb. That secret burned with me... until I opened my eyes months before it happened. I REMEMBER EVERYTHING. The betrayal. The lies. The child they stole from my future. They thought death would silence me. Instead, it freed me. Now I wear silk like armor and wield my smile like a blade. Every curtsy hides a dagger. Every laugh cuts deeper than screams. I'm dismantling their world one calculated move at a time... and they'll never see it coming. ENTER DUKE CAELAN VORENTHAL: THE WOLF OF THE NORTH. My husband's most dangerous rival. He watches me like he knows I didn't die in those flames. Like he's not afraid to dance with a woman made of fire and fury. He should be my enemy. But he's the only one who sees the storm brewing behind my courtly mask. The only one who doesn't flinch when I bare my teeth. THEY THINK I'M STILL THE GIRL THEY BURNED. THEY'RE ABOUT TO LEARN HOW WRONG THEY ARE. WHAT TO EXPECT: Reborn Noblewoman's Revenge (Second Chance/Time Loop) Political Intrigue & Hidden Bloodline Secrets Morally Grey Duke (Enemy to Obsession Romance) Court Schemes, Face-Slapping & Noble Destruction No Mercy. No Forgiveness. No Plot Armor. Updates: Daily A phoenix doesn't rise from ashes to forgive. It rises to burn everything down.
Moonlit_Quill · 10.8K Views

The Spoiled Villainess Transmigrated to Another World as an Empress

Everyone knew Ceres as the villain in her half-sister Ciena’s love story with Ryzel. She did everything to sabotage their relationship...so much so that on their wedding day, where she was supposed to be the maid of honor, she arrived wearing her dream wedding gown, a dress far more extravagant than the bride’s. Spoiled by their father, the wealthiest man in the country, neither the bride nor groom could do anything but endure the humiliation. The ceremony was filled with whispers, but Ceres only smiled, completely unbothered that she was ruining the most important day of her sister’s life. However, as they stepped outside the church, waiting for their cars to arrive, chaos erupted. A truck, its brakes failing, was heading straight for the crowd. People scattered in panic, desperate to escape. Ceres should have been safe. But amid the chaos, she noticed a small girl crying in the truck’s direct path...one that no one else seemed to see. Without hesitation, she ran, pulling the child to safety. She thought she had enough time to escape, but her long gown got caught on something. She couldn’t move. The truck hit her, crushing her under its weight. Even as she lay dying, she wasn’t thinking of herself. Her fading gaze searched the crowd until she saw the child safe in someone’s arms. A weak smile formed on her lips. And then...darkness. Ceres had done too many terrible things in her life. Surely, hell awaited her. But when she opened her eyes again, she was in a different world. She had been reborn as the young widow Empress of a crumbling kingdom...a woman who shared her name and face. But unlike her previous life of luxury, she now ruled over a dying empire on the brink of ruin. What did a spoiled brat like her know about leading a struggling nation? She had spent her past life wasting money, tormenting servants, and looking down on others. Now, she was forced to survive in a world where power, deception, and war reigned supreme. Would she rise as a true Empress, or would she fall just as she did before?
AyashiDon · 263K Views

SCULPTURED DESIRE

Living as the fifth daughter of a noble family, Amira found herself adrift in the fog of her home, neglected and overlooked by those she once called her own. Her days were spent in the solitude of the attic, a hidden oasis away from the bustling world outside. However, when the tumult of war erupts and she is thrust into the role of a truce offering between two formidable nations, she grapples with the uncertainty of surviving in a new kingdom known for its icy demeanor and ruthless nature. Will she navigate this foreign terrain and carve out a new existence she never fathomed? (Excerpt) "Clean it," Zyran commanded. "Yes, your Highness," the servant acknowledged with a respectful bow, ready to fetch the cleaning supplies. "Not you," Zyran interjected, causing the servant to freeze in confusion. "Her," he added, nodding in the direction of Anastasia, whose eyes widened in disbelief. Anastasia blinked rapidly, trying to process the situation. "Pardon?" she asked. "Clean the mess on the floor," Zyran instructed. The crowd started murmuring and Anastasia shifted uncomfortably on her knees. "That's the servant's job, not mine. Why should I? I don't think I understand what you are trying to say Prince Zyran. My father will never approve of this," Anastasia began only to be abruptly cut off by Zyran. "Don't make me repeat myself. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I interfered with your task," Zyran warned. Anastasia's lips trembled as she fought to hold back her words. She knew Zyran's reputation for being ruthless, and she didn't want to make her situation any worse than it already was. "Get me the cleaning supplies," she instructed the servant, who was prepared to follow her command until Zyran interjected. "No one will help you," he declared. Anastasia's chest heaved with anger as she locked eyes with Amira, who was standing behind Zyran. She rose to her knees, intending to fetch the cleaning supplies herself, but Zyran stopped her once again. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded. "To bring the bucket," she replied with a hint of annoyance, but she quickly reminded herself to remain composed. "I never asked you to stand up," Zyran stated. "Then how am I supposed to clean the floor?" she inquired. "Use your dress," Zyran replied. The onlookers in the crowd were visibly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances and murmurs as they witnessed the unfolding scene. Anastasia's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment.
Cassie_Berry_9014 · 102.4K Views
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