Oriana Fallaci

Cinta yang sejak awal sudah ditakdirkan untuk hancur, usaha yang sia-sia, pertarungan yang tak bisa dimenangkan—dan namun, tidak satu pun hati yang mau melepaskan hingga akhir yang sebenarnya. ----- Arlan Cromwell, puncak dari Pangeran Mahkota yang sempurna. Yang dia inginkan hanyalah menjalani kehidupan normal sebagai manusia tetapi kehidupan seorang naga jauh dari kata normal. Dia hanya memiliki satu tujuan—menemukan tunangannya yang kabur dan memenggal kepalanya. Bagaimana jika dia menemukan bahwa wanita yang telah mencuri hatinya adalah orang yang telah dia berniat untuk membunuh? Oriana, Penyihir Hitam, menyamar sebagai laki-laki, telah menghabiskan seluruh hidupnya dalam pelarian tanpa mengetahui apa yang dia lari dari. Ketika misteri masa lalunya perlahan mengejar dia, dia tidak memiliki siapa-siapa untuk meminta bantuan... kecuali Arlan. Tetapi ketika dia mengetahui bahwa pria yang telah diberikan hatinya adalah orang yang sama yang ingin membunuhnya, bagaimana dia bisa menerima nasib kejam yang telah diberikan kepadanya oleh kehidupan? Dua orang dengan rahasia untuk dijaga, identitas untuk disembunyikan, dan jawaban untuk ditemukan. Ketika kegelapan yang pasti mengancam untuk membawa Oriana pergi, apakah Naga akan bisa melindungi pasangannya? ----- Petikan- “Kalau saya tahu kamu adalah tunangan saya, saya akan membunuhmu pada saat pertama kita bertemu.” Tatapan Arlan menjadi gelap penuh kebencian. “Kalau saya tahu saya bertunangan dengan Anda, saya akan membunuh diri sendiri sebelum Anda membunuh saya!” Oriana mencerminkan emosi yang sama dengannya. Dia mengeluarkan sebuah pisau dan menawarkannya kepadanya. “Belum terlambat. Cukup iris tenggorokan Anda dengan ini dan Anda akan berdarah tanpa rasa sakit.” Dia menerima pisau tersebut, jari-jarinya mencengkeram gagangnya dengan kencang. Saat berikutnya, dia telah menekan Arlan ke dinding dan pisau itu berada di sisi kanan lehernya. “Bagaimana jika saya mencobanya pada Anda terlebih dahulu, tunangan saya?” “Silakan coba. Tapi ketika Anda gagal, pisau ini akan pertama kali merasakan darah kakek Anda, kemudian darah Anda.” Kemarahan muncul di matanya, dan saat berikutnya, darah mengalir di sisi kanan lehernya. Dia memotong cukup dalam untuk memutuskan pembuluh darah penting. “Anda seharusnya tidak menantang saya,” dia menyeringai dan mundur, menunggu dia roboh. Dia hanya tersenyum sinis dan mengusap jari di sepanjang luka dalam di lehernya. “Sepertinya Anda gagal.” Dia menyaksikan luka di lehernya sembuh dengan sendirinya dan merasa terkejut hingga ke tulang-tulangnya. “Anda.. Anda ini apa?” “Tebak?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

“My only regret was.. living like a puppet for my sister!” Olivia Witherland had no one but her sister in this world. So when her sister Oriana married the duke of Aykroyd and became the duchess, she had no choice but to follow her there. Despite knowing that her sister had killed the previous duchess and going to harm the child left behind, she kept her eyes closed. But when the child grew up as Demon,he killed everyone including her and the innocent kids, Oriana gave birth to. Olivia regretted that her silence had harmed not only Damon but her innocent nephew and niece. Everyone was killed, but the killer lived a hollow life too. But fate gave her a second chance. Would she be able to save everyone or would destiny play a cruel game again?

What happens after death? It's a mystery no one can say. Before being betrayed, he had always held on to the belief that there are two realms to go to after death: Heaven and Hell. However, after being betrayed, he found out that it's not like that. Almost everything he learned about was a fallacy. The universe was not created but naturally formed. Arishem, the ultimate ruler of Heaven, was once a human who found the Celestial Ruler and created Heaven. Lucifer was under him, using the Karot to direct souls from the universe to empower Lucifer by turning them into soul drops. Lucifer betrayed Arishem and ran away with the Karot. He created Hell using the treasure and started monopolizing all the souls from Earth. Souls had no way to enter Heaven again, thereby preventing Arishem from getting stronger through absorbing souls, so he had to use another way detrimental to the universe. Which way is it? Wallace was betrayed by his family and died; his soul went to Hell, where he learned that he would have to undergo extermination and become nourishment for Lucifer. He learned that stories about benevolent Heaven were not real, as they wanted; they were all looking for ways to monopolize souls and exterminate them to make themselves stronger. He did not accept his fate; he had to go through three different trials so that his will could be erased, and he would surrender. Nine deaths, Cerberus' wrath, and the Soul Rending Whip were enough to break the will of any soul and damage them. Not willing to surrender, he had to go through the three trials, going through unimaginable torture and pain. In the third trial, there was the emergence of another treasure, the Karum, on his dead body. With the help of Karum, his soul was called back from Hell and melded into his body, turning him into a half-human, half-spiritual being, while also nurturing something of unimaginable precedence in his body. The Celestial Ruler created Heaven; the Karot created Hell. What can the Karum, the last creation treasure the universe can nurture, and one that's far stronger than the two former treasures, do? Can he fulfill what it can do? Can he survive under the pursuit of Heaven and Hell? What secret does the universe hold? How was the universe created? Is it from the emergence of a treasure? What’s the secret behind everything?

Myths, monsters, and heroes, some believe these are nothing but fallacies created by the imagination of aspiring children looking for something to believe in. Others believe these may have existed and hope to uncover the lost past of our world. However, these are merely hopes of the ones who are watched, the unforutnute beings that call themselves humans. Let me tell you the true story and help you unveil the truth of this world.

Un amor condenado desde el principio, una causa perdida, una batalla perdida, y aún así, ninguno de los dos corazones está dispuesto a rendirse hasta el final. Arlan Cromwell, el epítome del perfecto Príncipe Heredero. Todo lo que quiere es vivir una vida normal como un humano pero la vida de un dragón no tiene nada de normal. Solo tiene un objetivo: encontrar a su prometida fugitiva y decapitarla. ¿Qué sucede cuando descubre que la mujer que ha conquistado su corazón es la que juró matar? Oriana, la Herbolario, disfrazándose de hombre, ha pasado toda su vida huyendo sin saber de qué huye. Cuando los misterios de su pasado la atrapan lentamente, no tiene a quién acudir... excepto a Arlan. Pero cuando se entera de que el hombre al que le ha entregado su corazón es el mismo hombre que quiere matarla, ¿cómo puede aceptar la cruel mano que la vida le ha dado? Dos personas con secretos que guardar, identidades que ocultar y respuestas que encontrar. Cuando cierta oscuridad amenaza con llevarse a Oriana, ¿el Dragón podrá proteger a su pareja? Extracto: —Si supiera que eres mi prometida, te habría matado en el mismo momento en que nos conocimos. —¡Si supiera que estaba comprometida contigo, me habría matado antes de que tú me mataras! Sacó una daga y se la ofreció. —No es demasiado tarde. Simplemente corta tu garganta con esto y sangrarás sin dolor. Ella aceptó el cuchillo, sus dedos apretaban con fuerza el mango. Al siguiente momento, él estaba presionado contra la pared y el cuchillo estaba en el lado derecho de su cuello. —¿Qué tal si lo pruebo contigo primero, mi prometido? —Siéntete libre de intentarlo. Pero cuando falles, este cuchillo primero probará la sangre de tu abuelo, luego la tuya. La ira se levantó en sus ojos, y al siguiente momento, la sangre fluyó por el lado derecho de su cuello. Ella cortó lo suficientemente profundo como para cortar un importante vaso sanguíneo. —No deberías haberme desafiado —dijo ella con desdén—. Y se echó hacia atrás, esperando que él colapsara. Simplemente sonrió y pasó su dedo por la profunda herida en su cuello. —Parece que has fallado. Observó cómo la herida de su cuello se curaba por sí sola y se sintió impactada hasta los huesos. —Tú... ¿qué eres? —¿Adivinas?

Um amor condenado desde o início, uma causa perdida, uma batalha em desvantagem - E ainda assim, nenhum dos corações deseja desistir até o final. ----- Arlan Cromwell, o epítome do perfeito Príncipe Herdeiro. Tudo o que ele quer é viver uma vida normal de um humano, mas a vida de um dragão está longe de ser normal. Ele tem apenas um objetivo - encontrar sua prometida fugitiva e decapitá-la. O que acontece quando ele descobre que a mulher que conquistou seu coração é aquela que ele jurou matar? Oriana, a herbalista, se disfarçando de homem, passou a vida inteira fugindo sem saber do que está fugindo. Quando os mistérios de seu passado lentamente começam a alcançá-la, ela não tem a quem recorrer... exceto Arlan. Mas quando ela descobre que o homem a quem entregou seu coração é o mesmo que quer matá-la, como ela pode aceitar as crueldades que a vida lhe impôs? Duas pessoas com segredos para manter, identidades para esconder e respostas para encontrar. Quando a certa escuridão ameaça levar Oriana embora, o Dragão será capaz de proteger sua companheira? ----- Excerto- “Se eu soubesse que você era minha prometida, teria te matado no exato momento em que nos encontramos.” “Se eu soubesse que estava prometida a você, teria me matado antes mesmo que você me matasse!” Ele tirou uma adaga e a ofereceu a ela. “Não é tarde demais. Apenas corte sua garganta com isso e você sangrará sem dor.” Ela aceitou a faca, seus dedos segurando firmemente o cabo. No momento seguinte, ele estava pressionado contra a parede e a faca estava no lado direito de seu pescoço. “Que tal eu tentar em você primeiro, meu prometido?” “Sinta-se à vontade para tentar. Mas quando você falhar, esta faca provará primeiro o sangue do seu avô, depois o seu.” A raiva subiu em seus olhos, e no momento seguinte, sangue corria pelo lado direito de seu pescoço. Ela cortou profundamente o suficiente para romper um vaso sanguíneo importante. “Você não deveria ter me desafiado,” ela zombou e recuou, esperando que ele desabasse. Ele apenas sorriu e passou o dedo ao longo da ferida profunda em seu pescoço. “Parece que você falhou.” Ela observou a ferida em seu pescoço se curando sozinha e sentiu-se chocada até os ossos. “Você.. o que você é?” “Adivinhe?” -----

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

Oriana Burgese is the first daughter of the Duke Burgese with a unfortunate medical condition that puts her to sleep for half the year. Unfortunately, her suffering doesn't stop here. Her family was put to death all for the exception of her and her siblings even her illness was cured only to become a drugged common whore in the Emperor's bed instead of marrying the crown prince. After a while she couldn't take it, she killed the Emperor and comitted suicide in front of the crown prince after being caught. She gets sent back 3 year before her father was accused to make things right.

In the depths of despair, Arche, a prince who had lost everything, stood amidst the ruins of the castle that was once his home. Torrential rain soaked his frail body, and for the first time in his life, Arche had decided to give up. He no longer believed in hope, nor in the goddess Oriana, whom he had once worshipped daily. Everything seemed futile—his kingdom destroyed, his family gone, and he had failed to find any trace of his siblings. "Where are they?" he whispered to the dark sky, his tears mixing with the rain. "Where was Goddess Oriana when we were slaughtered? Am I always alone?" Massive wolves emerged from the rubble, their eyes glowing red, ready to strike. But then, the world stopped. Time froze. The pounding rain hung still in the air, and the wolves halted mid-leap. In the eerie silence, the statue of Goddess Oriana, still standing tall, emitted a mysterious aura, and a soft voice—full of regret—echoed directly into Arche's mind. "Forgive me, Archemidas. I am sorry for everything that has happened…" Stunned and filled with anger, Arche lashed out bitterly. "Where were you when everything fell apart?! You stood by while my family died! When my father and mother were murdered, when my siblings vanished?!" "I could not stop that fate," the voice replied, laden with sorrow. "I could only watch from afar, bound by the limits of this world. But I am here now because you are on the verge of giving up. And I cannot let you go." Arche wept harder. He had spent his life searching for his family, but all he had found was destruction and disappointment. "I'm tired... I can't search any longer. I don’t even know if they’re alive..." "They are alive, Archemidas. You must hold on, because they need you, just as you need them." For the first time in what felt like ages, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in Arche's heart. Despite the overwhelming pain and doubt, he realized that giving up was not the answer. There was still so much left to discover. And though his faith in his goddess had been shattered, one truth remained—his family was still out there. With tears in his eyes and a trembling heart, Arche finally accepted that reality. "Alright... I will keep going. For them. For myself." Under the frozen sky, Arche rediscovered his purpose—to survive, to fight, and to find the ones he loved most.

IT WAS DEEMED TO BE A CATASTROPHE. Their kinds don't mix. Her kinds are used as projects, for site seeing. We always remain an enigma to them, a fallacy. SHE WAS RECKONED TO GO EXPLORING ONLY. But no, She got hooked knowing solely well it will all end in mayhem. All this emerged because of two utterances, four letters, and one syllable each. A WISH and LOVE ON HER EIGHTEEN BIRTHDAY. She made a wish. A wish she knew was a taboo. But she wanted it, she envied it. Her parents granted her a wish for her happiness. They trusted her to do the needful but she did the contrary. SHE GOY HYPNOTIZED BY HIM. His looks? he is so hot for a human. She yearned for him to fall for her but she didn't think she would be the one falling and damn! she fell fast. He is ALEXANDER GREY. The Mob boss of the American Mafia and the CEO of GREY enterprises. Actions have aftermath and she must face the outcomes of her actions. FOR She is a MERMAID and he is a HUMAN ------------ This story is fiction-based. Which is solely on my imagination. There will be MATURE content. Please vote, comment and share. No spoilers comments, please!

(*No Rape*) Bringing to you from the Series of The Queens' Trilogy; VOLUME I: A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming From Royal Reject to Accidental Crown Princess: A Marriage of Convenience Gone Wrong. Every girl dreams of being born a princess, right? Not Oriana. Sitting on a little stool, waited on by hand and foot? No thanks. Freedom, adventure anything but the stifling expectations of royalty is what she craves. In fact, she'd rather be scaling the castle walls tonight than attending a stuffy soiree. Luckily, she wasn't born to be the crown princess. In fact, she is the bane of etiquette tutors and the kingdom's resident "bad egg." But fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor. Duty throws Oriana into a political marriage with the infamous Crown Prince Adric of Avon. A notorious playboy known for his scandalous lifestyle and disregard for courtly decorum, Adric seems like the perfect escape hatch from her suffocating expectations. Adric, on the other hand, couldn't care less who he marries. His reputation precedes him; a notorious playboy who thrives on defying expectations. But when the fiery Oriana crashes into his world of calculated indifference, sparks fly. Will this forced union ignite a royal scandal of epic proportions or blossom into an unexpected love that challenges the very foundations of their kingdom? _________ Oriana pressed her lips. "You don't want to do this. I'll hate you forever. I belong elsewhere, not here." "I guess you're mistaken, Princess. You only belong in one place; where I am. You belong to me," Adric said, moving his free hand down. He traced his fingers down Oriana's neck. ._._._._._. VOLUME II (A ROYAL MISMATCH: UNTAMED LOVE) Freya, the royal cook's daughter, loves to read and hide from the world. Her life changes when she catches the royal guard with a married woman in a scandalous act. Now, she's forced to interact with this annoying guard, who's never fallen in love before. Despite his efforts to win her over, Freya doesn't find him attractive like other women do. When they're sent to an ally kingdom as delegates, they spend time together. One day, while the guard is was pleasing other women, Freya discovers a new world she never imagined. What happens when she experiences the forbidden fruit? And is drawn to same guard she vowed never to look at. _________ "What you saw...did you enjoy it?" The young girl turned her face away, avoiding the guard's eyes, as a familiar heat built up between her legs. "Look at me...say the word...beg me to give you the release your body craves," the Royal guard commanded, his grin growing wider as he pushed her chin forward with his large palm. "Why should I?" she replied, her voice firm. "It's men who beg women, not the other way around." The guard chuckled, shaking his head. "Not in your case, I offered it to you the first time and your rejected...if you want it now, you'll have to earn it." Other works of this author; 1. Kitanna from the series of Queens'Trilogy. 2. The Hitman's Sunshine. 3. Cursed Bride of The Damned Vampire King

A paragon is an entity of unmatched power and potential, fated to go against the fate of the universe. Each appearance of a paragon has brought great change to the lands of the Primordial Battlefield. After falling victim to the fallacies of late-stage capitalism, I found myself somewhere completely different, and I have a lot of questions. Why is there this [-System-] calling me the Usurper Paragon? Why can't I remember my name? Why am I hearing these weird voices in my head? Why am I... am I... WHY DON'T I HAVE A FACE WHAT'S GOING ON WHAT THE FU- The image was found on Pinterest under the user "nikssi", but I'm not sure if they were the original creator. If you own this image and would like my to take it down, or want proper credit, lmk

The end of the world starts with a game, a game that is a horror in itself; but the creatures who curate this game find at all very amusing. In a world ravaged by war and storms, no one found this odd, because hunters existed, they have existed, far before the game began. Or perhaps that is a fallacy, just as death was. For Hajoon, it didn't end with death, no. That is where it all began.

Arthur finds himself being reincarnated into an erotic, fantasy game called [Oriana] and not to mention, he had reincarnated into a thick femboy called Willow?! How is he going to navigate through the gore, the lores and more importantly, evade the erotic content of the game where 90% of the characters want to fuck him to death? Guess he'll have to big brain this shit.

Aight bois. This is coming from an author and a reader: most of y'all's writing sucks. Readers shouldn't have to turn their brains off to enjoy your writing... That's just forcing them to be a zombie and mindlessly passing time by, ain't no enjoyment there. So in case you couldn't tell already, this will be very blunt. Thus, here's some things to keep in mind as you read. 1. If you're just going to hear and not listen, skedaddle. Hearing is having it go through one ear and out the other, listening is paying attention and making the effort to understand. 2. Toss your pride away. Yeet it across the ocean. I've seen sooo many authors unable to take constructive criticism and INSIST on improper grammar because they couldn't admit they did something wrong. 3. If you think your writing is good, then it's terrible. Simple. Reason: If you think your writing is good, then you stop looking for ways to improve it and it stagnates. Even the best of the best authors (on wn and traditional books) have room for improvement so don't be like "ah it's good enough" or "there's no where else to improve." 4. Don't listen aggressively. I.e. listening only to find faults in what the person says and use it disprove their claim. One example is waiting for your opponent to make a grammar mistake.  This is different from debate tactics to lead your opponent into logical trap and use their fallacies they accidentally left behind to invalidate everything they said. It's hard to notice, but the main difference is that someone who listens aggressively is no longer open minded or calm. They're usually narrow minded and stubborn to admit they're wrong in those moments and are very easy to manipulate bc they're blinded so ye. Did I leave some traps within the logic presented here? Maybe. Don't be an idiot and you won't have to find out. Side note: apologies if this boi comes off as ranting, bc it is. The average wn quality is on par with mtl childrens books, which is infuriating bc now there's hardly anything good left to read.

Set in the fantastical world of Oriana, our protagonist, Hiro must learn to accept his feminine wiles and use them in order to survive this lewd world. Join him in his journey as he gets dominated by every creature possible.

Kill or be killed. The gods sent 5 exiles from each world to compete for power in the Academia - the otherworld Academy for the EXILES. Alab, with nothing but repressed emotions and tragic recollections on Earth, was forced into the battle of the fittest. He struggled and strategized his way to greater heights. In his venture for power, he married with death in exchange for the forbidden art of necromancy - the power that could even kill the creator of all - the ABSOLUTE ONE. He kissed fallacy and mockeries, all for greater power. But, there was a shortcoming. The necromancy skill that was rumored to be the strongest was weeded out of its prime. It is now degraded to the weakest E-grade. Little did fate know that Alab has awakened an SSS-grade unique skill that could upgrade the skills' level. Just when he thought that everything was going his way, his feet were pinned to the ground as he couldn't escape the creeping shadow of his past that was restless in spawning challenges. Things got crazier as the exiles learned of the current state of their planet. What would the exiles do when they discover that the planets that once ousted them, were now on the verge of destruction? Will these exiles choose to forget the fire of hate or will they add fuel to the scorching demise with the very hands exiled by their fellow citizens? Witness Alab and his fellow exiles as he battled adversities. On his side lurked his loyal army of undead. ----- Disclaimer: The art on the cover is not mine, if the owner wants it gone, please tell me. You can join our discord thru this link: https://discord.gg/Tae9cJRr Support me on my Patreon! patreon.com/khier_author

The Duke Oaklee adopted an illegitimate child named Oriana from a fallen noble family, a daughter. A happy story right? Wrong, she is treated like a slave and even have the same class as a maid. One day, at a prayer outing to the temple, Oriana is shown to be the reincarnation of the goddess. Everything around her changed, her fiancé, her home life, those jealous of her beauty and everyone has changed. In no time she became the beautiful goddess, arranged to be the Crown prince fiancé. There is so much wrong about this change that everything have a price and she learned why her being the Goddess is a dangerous reputation.

In a world where magic, combat and divine powers are dominant, the only prerequisite to survival is advancing. In a world where horror and mysteries intertwine, only those who are boundless and infinite can truly comprehend the fallacy of reality. This world, a world of endless advancing is one filled with infiniteness and boundlessness—one which the weak will perish! This is the world of mysteries, infinity and endlessness!

At a young age, Ambrosia Dawn Agustine was roped into a business she used to never want part from. She was the perfect instrument, but such an imperfect target. Over time, Amber has learned how to see it for what it was, through her father's eyes. A business worth growing, exponentially. Bianco D'angelo Fallaci, her partner in crime. An ace. Despite the lack of his direct involvement in Amber's business, his shadowy presence backstage made up for. However, trouble soon ensues when an intelligent hitman and a former prostitute's curiosity begs to be answered. GENRE: CRIME, DRAMA, REALISTIC, ACTION

A story on how a girl named Oriana who made Eleodoro annoyed with her presence at the beginning but became a person he adores a lot later on. How this can happen? Read the episodes to know about their hatred turn love story...

Love is just a game for Maxon Kingsley who agrees to a petty bet with his friends to seduce a girl for revenge- until things complicate. Full description inside.

Nuezelea, a country which was known for its peaceful coexistence between the Humans and the "Majestros"; humans with special abilities, special powers. But this peaceful environment did not last long, a fatal war broke out between the two communities. The war ended on a note - The Majestros being exterminated. But not all were killed, some went into hiding and survived.The ones who survived the catastrophe, today live under scrutiny. Over the time the Majestros became the antagonist of the past, they became a community loathed by the citizens. Nora Williams, an eighteen year old and a citizen of this prestigious country. Good friends, a loving family, technically she had a pretty normal life, but she had a secret. Everything was calm and peaceful, until an incident turned her life around. A truth is revealed that made her eighteen years of life fallacious. Everything seems unreal now, her friends, her family, she has no idea how to face them, how to survive among the people she trusted the most. But now she has no choice but rather to accept what the destiny holds for her and survive in this same yet different world. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This novel is a romance fiction. The setting of this novel is completely fictional, set in the fictional country of Nuezelea. Ps. This is my first time trying my hand at writing a novel. Any constructive criticism is strongly welcomed!!! *** The copyrights of the cover image goes to the real owner. If any issues please contact me. ***

They fell in love at a very young age. Young love in its truest form Simple and true No complications, no expectations Just one true love. But betrayal came along with broken promises He left and she had forgotten him. Their young love should have been gone along with their youth Does first love really linger or is it just another fallacy?

A knight of humble origins, soon to be deemed a The Duke of The North, and a princess with a particular taste in romance. They are destined to be but a secret is amidst them. What is it? Will it bring the two apart? Or will t bring them closer than before?

"I've already told you to stay out of my life, do you not understand English?" I said. He snorted and looked down at me. "No, That's my child you're carrying and I will be in your life, I did nothing wrong and you can't blame me for something I didn't do, I won't let you go Lillian." He exclaimed. I looked up towards him with a straight face and said, "Yet, you never once apologized for cheating." His face contorted into anger. "I told you Lillian, it wasn't what it looked like!" I backed up and turned my head to the side. "Just stay away from me, Daniel." I turned around and towards the elevator, once I got near the door I felt a jerk on my arm. I turned around to see Daniel staring at me. "What do you want now?" I said. He smiled at me and then kissed me on the cheek. "I love you Lillian, We've been together for 5 years and you know I'd never cheat on you, I'll even take you to the security room and let you see what happened." He said. "Ok, lead the way, Daniel." I said

*Slow burn romance* "Tell me, honestly, do you think things might have been different between her and I had it not been for this... fallacy of mine?" asked the rather forlorn looking man, standing in the balcony that overlooked the shrubbery where he'd had his first dinner with her, where he had first kissed her, gazing wistfully till the edge of the horizon. "I believe they would have, yes," replied the boy, who stood a respectful distance away. Splaying his hands on the cold marble top of the railing, the man attempted to prevent the pain in his heart from seeping into his voice. “How can you be so sure?" He heard a long, dragged sigh in response. "Because she refused me for just a thought of you." Natakha Rybakova, a female werewolf, knew it in her heart that if there was just one word to describe her, it was loyal. She's reserved her heart for one man, and one man only; the one she's destined to be with. But what if that man isn't what she had hoped for? What if he, too, is loyal, but that loyalty lies elsewhere? Because what if he's destined to be with Natakha, but he sure as hell doesn't want to be?