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Percy Friends Stolen

Cursed Crowns and Stolen Heart

In the kingdom of Ustaria, power and ambition rule, and the throne is the ultimate prize. As the once-mighty King Harley Pennington succumbs to age and illness, the question of who will succeed him sets the royal family and noble houses into a spiraling conflict. Harley, a shrewd but frail monarch, clings desperately to his power, unable to choose between his children, each vying for the throne in their own way. His favoritism toward his reckless youngest son, Prince David, blinds him to the chaos he is creating, as the kingdom teeters on the edge of collapse. The eldest son, Prince Harris, is a seasoned warrior and natural leader, but his impulsive nature and reliance on brute strength make him a divisive figure at court. Princess Ruby, the youngest daughter, is beloved by the people for her intelligence and grace, yet she remains entangled in the webs of court intrigue, unwillingly used as a political pawn. Princess Lilliana, with her foreign ties and secret ambitions, hides her cunning behind a mask of loyalty, biding her time to make her own play for power. Meanwhile, Lord Hugo Wilde, a cunning and vengeful noble, plots in the shadows to usurp the Pennington dynasty. His son, Elliot Wilde, a charming yet calculating figure, is caught between his father’s ambition and his growing love for Princess Ruby. As their dangerous romance unfolds, Elliot becomes embroiled in the deadly game of thrones, balancing his loyalty to his father with the allure of true love. Within the royal court, alliances shift and betrayals simmer beneath the surface. The noble houses, restless and hungry for power, begin to align themselves with different heirs. Foreign nations bribe Ustaria’s nobility, stoking the flames of civil war, and the kingdom is soon caught in a storm of political machinations, secret affairs, and deadly rivalries. As King Harley’s grip on the throne loosens, the Pennington children—each with their own secrets, desires, and dark pasts—are thrust into a brutal contest for the crown. Old loyalties are shattered, and trust becomes a rare commodity. When the king finally falls, the battle for Ustaria’s future will begin, and the cost of the crown may be more than any of them can bear. In this tale of power, betrayal, and love, the true enemy may not be the one holding the sword, but the one holding your heart.
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Stolen by the Rebel King

As a princess who could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne was kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realized that she was in over her head. She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent. King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North. Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring. No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne. However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be. In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough. ― [Excerpt] “Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.” “Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?” “Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.” “Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers. There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once. Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles. “I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out. “Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.” ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU
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