Ira would like to remind everyone that she is stupidly rich.
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In the Forbidden City, even children are involved in political games. So beware.
Princess Yu’s delicate face bore a gentle smile but as her gaze met the young minister’s, her features hardened. “If not for the Empress Dowager’s secret decree, I would not have so willingly allied myself with you, not to mention endanger my only son.”
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Her hands were bound behind her swiftly by the man she was pinning all her hopes on. With a curt nod to her former captors, Nesmir dragged her out of the guardroom. He walked quickly with long strides, making her stumble as he hauled her along.
“More riches than kings...” Darric shook his head. “And we dine as peasants.”“All the riches in the world mean naught when there is nothing to spend on, my friend.” Brother Wendell smiled sagely at the rogue. “Come; let us give thanks to the gods for what sustains us.”“Your faith is amusing, monk.” Ethel laughed at the elder as she passed him a clay bowl of steaming oatmeal. “What gods must you appease even for something as paltry as this?”
The Empress doubts her own ability to rule.
I could not bear to be cooped up in one of those tiny spaces the entire length of the night. Left alone to my musings, I feared the answer to my previously unanswered question.
“I am honoured to know that, my lady.” Nesmir bowed his head.“Oh, don’t do that.” Iola almost yelled. “Don’t bow to me... you are not my servant.”“I would most gladly be...”“No, Nesmir. You are not.” She almost admonished him. “You are... my friend.”
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"Sis, I...what about your temper?" Those red eyes widened, her head tilting, "My temper?" The blaze began to light her eyes, her glare seeming to glow like a flame, "Excuse you?!"
"Sis, I...what about your temper?"
Those red eyes widened, her head tilting, "My temper?" The blaze began to light her eyes, her glare seeming to glow like a flame, "Excuse you?!"
Not driven by the flames of revenge that licked my soul, this was a passionate warmth that healed the pieces left of me.
A younger looking and less stern Li Wai looked back at me, his cheeks a shade of pink as our hands accidentally brushed against each other.
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Hello! This is my first attempt at writing novels online! This one is the first in a planned series called "Wayfarers" that will showcase different stories of people in my world exploring and such. I'm planning on turning them into comics in the future. There are 3 parts up now.
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I really want comments for my novel so here is the latest episode.
Lady DeathAfter six months in a faerie death camp, Lady Railynn Leona Tal awaits her execution. The human kingdoms have gone too far, capturing fae to torture and kill them, only because they wield magic. With war on the horizon, the fae kingdoms must ally together. Putting differences aside, Railynn and her new allies must work together to fight off the invading humans and protect what is left of the magical realm. Even if it means Railynn must enter an arranged marriage to do so. But can she go through with it if her heart might belong to another?
The Empress Dowager’s advances is rejected and she may not take kindly to that.
He spoke quietly, a touch of anguish in his tone. “The person whom I fell in love back then was a simple commoner like me.”
The curved chassis of the supercar screeched into a stop before him, and the roar quieted to a low purr as the red-winged doors opened so he could look into the proud gleaming eyes of the woman he had been waiting for.
I never wanted you to find out about the poison killing me.
His fingers dug into my skin but the pain that traveled up the length of my arm could not compare to the agony when he said, “Did you really think… that I would let the woman I love die because of me?”
“You mean... this is what you wanted?”She felt the cold touch of dread run its icy fingers through her.