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Harry Is A Rebel

Volé par le Roi Rebelle

En tant que princesse incapable de manier la magie, la seule valeur de la Princesse Daphné pour son royaume résidait dans son mariage arrangé. La tâche était simple, mais quand Daphné fut kidnappée et emmenée dans les froides montagnes de Vramid, elle réalisa qu'elle était dépassée par les événements. Elle avait déjà entendu parler de ces montagnes maudites auparavant - un terrain rocheux, des températures glaciales, et une terre gouvernée par un homme que beaucoup craignaient sur le continent. Le Roi Atticus Heinvres, le souverain assoiffé de sang du Nord. Bien qu'elle ne l'ait jamais rencontré auparavant, des histoires sur la cruauté du Roi Atticus étaient répandues. Certains disaient qu'il était un monstre, d'autres prétendaient qu'il était le diable en personne, mais peu importe l'histoire, tout le monde connaissait l'homme qui possédait des pouvoirs au-delà de l'imagination de tous. Il pouvait renverser des armées et ruiner des royaumes d'un simple geste de la main, aidé par ce que d'autres disaient être un anneau d'obsidienne maudit. Personne en dehors de Vramid n'avait jamais rencontré le redoutable roi auparavant. Jusqu'à Daphné. Cependant, en rencontrant l'impressionnant monarque, Daphné découvrit que le roi pourrait ne pas vraiment être le monstre que les autres prétendaient qu'il était. En fait, ce qui était caché sous ce bouclier d'obsidienne pourrait juste être un diamant brut. ― [Extrait] « Alors... où devrais-je vous mettre tous les deux ? » demanda-t-il nonchalamment, sans attendre de réponse. « C'est regrettable de n'avoir qu'un seul lustre. » « Sous mon lit ? Non, non, trop sale. Mes moutons de poussière ne méritent pas cela, » réfléchit Atticus à voix haute. « La cheminée ? Et la table de toilette ? Je suppose que si je coupe la tête de l'un d'entre vous, je pourrais l'accrocher au-dessus de... Ma femme, quelle tête veux-tu fixer du regard pendant que tu te coiffes ? » « Atticus ! » cria Daphné. « Je ne veux aucune tête ! Laisse-les partir. » « Très bien. » Atticus haussa les épaules et claqua des doigts. Il y eut deux craquements identiques alors que les deux cous se brisèrent simultanément. Daphné poussa un cri d'horreur. Cet homme, son mari, venait de tuer deux hommes d'un claquement de doigts, comme s'il éteignait des bougies. « Je t'avais dit de les laisser partir ! » cria Daphné. « Oui, je les ai laissés partir, » dit Atticus. Puis, ses yeux s'assombrirent. « Pour recevoir le jugement divin des cieux. » ― Serveur Discord : https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU
saltedpepper · 82.6K Views

A spy's life is a lie

I dashed passed a large tree merely avoiding crashing into it and risking getting caught. If only I had brought my motorcycle along with me, I would've been out of here as quickly as I got in. I continued running taking random turns trying my best to shake the men off my trail. I made a daring turn into a narrow path only to make an abrupt stop- It was a dead end!. 'Why does this almost always happen?' I thought, now extremely annoyed. I hurriedly began surveying my environment, desperately looking for any way to escape. I had to think of something or who knows what they'd do to me if I was caught but how in the world do you escape a dead end? Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot echoed in my ears sending a rushing gust of adrenaline through my veins and soon after came the sound created by the impact of the bullet on the wall ahead of me. 'Damn it!' I hissed, I'd been caught. I raised my hands above my head and slowly turned around to face them. I gave an awkward smile at five men who were all pointing their guns at me. The man in the middle with an expression harsh enough to give anyone the creeps spoke up "Give us the flash or die!". Everything about his voice expressed nothing but a thirst for murder and blood lust. ~~~~~~ I bet you're all wondering how I ended up in something as surreal as this, so why don't I start from the beginning. My parents were your classic run-off-the-mill romcom couples. Their love literally knew no bound. It was always something special the kind you'd rarely see in real life and probably only see in story books and fantasies. They got married and a year later had me...and my twin brother Luca. My parents were rich so, Luca and I grew up comfortable, wrapped and shielded by the warmth of our parents unbreakable love. Everything seemed perfect, but who would have known that perfection could be easily broken. All it took to destroy our perfect lives was one unfortunate,bloody night. I woke up to the sounds of gunshots, panicked I got out of bed and dashed out of my room to follow the sounds and figure out what in the world was going on. I spotted Luca coming out of his room too, no doubt it was the noise that woke him up too. I ran down the stairs of our villa and entered the living room which seemed to be the source of the noise. I stopped dead in my tracks at the most horrifying sight. That was when my world shattered. My dad laid wounded on the floor and my mom had just been shot right in front of my eyes. I collapsed on the floor and screamed. The masked assassins looked up sparing me a few quick glances before escaping through the now shattered windows. Everything else that happened was a blur. Before I knew it we were at the hospital and a few months later, our lives were back to what seemed like our new normal. Luca and I went back to school, all our damaged properties along with all our security guards had been replaced and dad went back to work. We were all devastated when we lost mom and we all tried to move on and look towards the future, well all of us... except dad. He was crushed and he threw himself deep into work. He barely ever slept, always stayed in his room and quickly lost interest in raising us-we practically didn't exist to him anymore. So Luca, being older twin raised the both of us giving me all the parental attention I needed for 4years . Luca and I graduated high school and got an amazing job offer from our uncle-Mark. All we had to do was pass a test and the job was ours but I can't tell you what the test was,that part's confidential and if I told you... I'd have to eliminate you. In Summary, Luca and I passed the test and we're now undercover SPIES! It's the real deal. ***** This story is about the adventures of Andrea and her three best friends but it focuses more on Andrea's side of the story. Having growing up in a loving family, she finds it hard to believe that all she has grown to believe is a lie. She discovers that truly everything is not as it seems as it seems.
Sommy_Rea · 6.7K Views

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
saltedpepper · 2.2M Views
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