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The Chronicles Of Narnia Genres Fantasy

The Chronicles of Obscure Sorrows

When seventeen-year-old William throws himself in front of a speeding car to save his younger brother, he expects pain—maybe even death. What he doesn't expect is to awaken in another body, another world, and another life entirely. Gone are the suburbs of Mayfair and the loving chaos of his family. In their place stands Aethelgard—a brutal, majestic kingdom ruled by a cold king and steeped in ancient power. But William is no longer himself. He now inhabits the body of Raenion, the youngest prince of Aethelgard, cursed by birth and reviled by his own blood. As Raenion, Alexander quickly discovers that royalty offers no refuge. His new brothers—Theron, Gareth, and another cruelly named Alexander—see him as a stain on their legacy, a weakling to torment, a reminder of a mother lost. His father, King Charles, rules with iron pride and icy detachment, and Raenion’s every breath seems to offend him. But there is one light in the darkness: Seraphina, Raenion’s elder sister. Kind, brave, and quietly defiant, she alone offers Alexander a reason to stay grounded—even as the lines between his true self and Raenion begin to blur. When Seraphina is forced into a politically motivated marriage with a tyrant king, Alexander makes a decision that will change both their lives forever: they will flee. Their escape leads them into the treacherous wilds of the borderlands, where legend and danger intertwine. But just as freedom seems within reach, a tragic misunderstanding shatters their hopes. Mistaken for the cruel Crown Prince Theron himself, Alexander finds himself in the hands of Aethelgard’s greatest rival—the Elves of Veridian—who believe they’ve captured the heir to their enemy’s throne. Now hunted by both his own kingdom and feared by those who mistake him for a threat, William must untangle the legacy of Raenion, uncover the secrets of his rebirth, and forge a new identity in a world that would see him broken. Trigger Warning: This content describes physical abuse and sexual assault. We advise readers to prioritize their well-being and respect their boundaries while engaging with this sensitive subject matter. If you are a survivor of sexual assault and require support, please contact your country’s National Sexual Assault Hotline for confidential and 24/7 assistance.
ruangrrit · 1.6K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 31.5K Views

The Chronicles of Van Deloney

[[MATURE AND DISTURBING CONTENT, R18+!!]] As Charlotte embarks on her seventeen journeys around the sun and into eighteen-candle starlight, almost like the young woman on the brink of her birthday, her golden hitherto spoons fall into the ground and shatter. In breaking the walls of the estate, which was very ostentatiously furnished by family members, she settles upon the edge of freedom and soon finds herself in an impending fatal alliance with the inscrutable and formidable Madame Dorothea, who has the power to promise her the one thing Charlotte craves most – liberation. The price for freedom is costly, indeed. Hidden in secrets and treachery, Charlotte is instructed to unravel the dark and tangled history of the Calestinia family within this world. Each increasing layer of its mysteries reveals still more about the truth of Charlotte's own identity and those forces pulling her toward a fate rife with uncertainty. Van Deloney: Webnovel Version [Read the story to find out what happened.] Content/Trigger Warning: This story contains violence, heinous crime, swear words, and other disturbing scenes. Please be guided that the author had already warned you. Advertisement: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, laws and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ALSO AVAILABLE ON: Wattpad [[AWARDED AS THE AMBY AWARDS]] Wattpad Username: Signora Dmitrei
Signora_Dmitrei · 55.3K Views
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