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Snape Adopts Harry And Hermione And Ron

The Adopted Prince's cursed Bride

Born of a lineage shrounded in blood and magic, Zhanna seemed to be cursed from her first breath. She was special in her clan, the only witch to not have powers, all she wanted was to live a normal life but 'fate' as it seemed wouldn't allow her. She was born into royalty, nearly killed by magicians and sought among warriors. In her past life, she was used and disposed off like trash but the heavens gave her another chance to make it right...Driven by revenge to kill her former husband, she felt everything was possible, unaware of a stronger emotion. She had a plan, HE spoilt the plan. He had made a vow but on her behalf he broke the vow. They both contradicted in so many ways but as they say 'unlike charges attract'. Who is HE? Prince Shura, a well known and feared Dragon-Warrior. He was adopted into Royalty, bound by a vow to destroy the witches. Shura's world takes an unexpected turn when he falls for Zhanna, a mysterious and enchanting woman whose secrets unravel everything he stands for. As love blossoms, danger looms. Zhanna's forbidden lineage and her thirst for justice put her on the path of doom and Shura's vow may force him to choose between his hearth and his duty. Would Zhanna indirectly turn the world into an apocalypse by quitting her revenge mission or would she let love control her and lead her into destruction? Would Shura break his vow or would he kill the 'evil', the love of his life? In a world where justice and love clashes, which do you think would win? P.S: Just read the story, I'm pretty bad at writing synopsis
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Remembrance And Recollection

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.
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