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If you were given a chance to cure your insomnia in just one take of a pill each night, would you purchase the item?
While walking to her part-time work, Estelle was cornered by a weird but tall model-like woman who offered her a jar of pills. She said to Estelle that the pill would help her sleep at night comfortably. She didn't lie though. Estelle purchased the pill and tried it out that night. But the woman omitted the part that she would go to a parallel world!
Every night that Estelle would take the pill, she would find herself in a world that was different from what she came from. Royals, Magicians, Elves, Dragons, Divine Creatures... a land where magic lies and mana fosters.
On her first night, she met Azval whom she was indebted to after an unfortunate encounter. Azval helped her to settle in The Elderberry Inn where Estelle managed to work and earn rias to pay him back. Other than that, she would also accompany the young mercenary to enjoy the night market.
Estelle was enjoying her stay there until one night, she decided to take the pill all at once.
"If one night is equivalent to a one night with me having a good night's rest, then if I swallow all of them in just one go... will I be able to stay in that dimension for 20 days too?"
That was supposed to be the plan...
But how come the 20 days stay, turned into six months? What will Estelle do?!
"You're not supposed to be here."
"You put both yourself and Amalia in danger. "
It's more interesting writing a bad boy because you get to explore how they think and know what led them to be a /bad boy/ :))
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Know more about the (in)famous Cardinal Suarez in the latest chapter of Letter Addressed To The Fire! Read through documents, journals, and newspaper articles with Knight Azure to finally pinpoint who the real traitor is.
Letter Addressed To The Fire is a story told through letters, diaries, journals, newspaper articles, documents, and the likes, aside from the perspective of the main characters. This story follows Azure and Caramella Red as they find solace in one another amidst the growing rivalry of their syndicates. There is also the question regarding their relationship: is it platonic or is it romantic? Be the judge, so know more and give this story a shot if you are into some angsty Romeo-and-Juliet type of things :))
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Synopsis:
Twelve years ago, Azure Skylar, the Knight of the Cross of the unparalleled syndicate, the Chapel, was favored by the Pope himself to work on a mission that would determine the fate of their entire group against their growing rival, the Empire.
Twelve years ago, Azure met Caramella Red Aberdeign and found a friend in her. For once, he knew rest, quiet, peace, and comfort. Little did he know that Caramella Red was also the infamous Sweet Crimson, the ace assassin of their growing rival, the Empire.
A mistake, a wrong decision, a missed opportunity, all wrapped in the same regret that led to the ink on paper weeping about all that should have been said and done before time came and went. A story inspired by Taylor Swift's Evermore, Letter Addressed to the Fire will take you to a trip down the star-crossed soulmates' memory lane and tell you about all that was only whispered in the wind twelve years ago.
Kattar keeps trying to be a stoic cool guy, which would lean toward bad boy, but he keeps being a sweet affectionate prince instead. Also it's hard not to be a prince charming if you have charisma and grew up as rich as he did lol.
He holds his arms out like a little kid waiting to be picked up-
“Come here,” he says shaking his head with a slight, sincere smile, and I walk - collapse into the hug realizing-
How crazy long it’s been since the last time he hugged me. I hugged him…
“You’re freezing cold,” I mumble.
I personally think both are fun! I love writing shy characters coming out of their shell and complete jerks who probably need to be knocked down a peg or two.
My story allows me to explore all types of fun characters, The Game We Play, have three princes so I get to have the best of all worlds!
Ofcourse, Bad boy with Charm.
Synopsis:
In a world where gods walks among the mortals, a young boy named Aryan is unexpectedly thrust into the divine realm, Following an untimely accident, he awakens not as the boy he once was, but as the Radiant Luminary—one of the most being in the world, The sun god- Aurelion Blaze.
As he grapples with his new existence, he uncovers a dangerous truth—gods are not the pinnacle of creation. An ancient race to ascend beyond even godhood has begun, with deities vying to steal each other’s authority.
Amid the chaos, alliances crumble, and a hidden war erupts, threatening to unravel the fabric of the universe. With powers far beyond his understanding and enemies on all sides, Orion must navigate this treacherous path, where even gods can fall. The war of Gods has begun.
A bit of a cute bad boy moment with Kitty Kattar:
I force myself to smirk, trying to draw him back out again before he recedes entirely into his shadow. I don’t think about anything but the way his gaze seems to drop in increments until he’s just staring at his lap, his hands resting on his legs, but I hear my voice say teasingly, “I’ll give you one hint about what you’re getting. It’s your favorite color.”
“Boo,” he frowns, still not looking up, “the pink chocolates are the worst.”
“I never said I was getting you chocolate,” I start to laugh, this time genuinely, however subtle.
“But why not?” He looks up now, turning his palms upwards and shaking his head mildly at the ceiling like he’s pleading, albeit half-heartedly.
“You said I could get you anything, remember?” I smile, stealing the bag of pretzels from him casually as I sit back on my end of the couch.
“But when I said anything, I meant any flavor of chocolate, that wasn’t a pink one,” he tilts his head at me with just the trace of a pout.
“Well, that’s what you get for not saying what you want,” I grin, and stick my tongue out at him, before selecting a pretzel daintily.
Oh, these look like a combination of milk and dark chocolate…
I’ll leave the bitter ones for Kat.
Kattar smiles, now, just slightly, but sincerely, and I feel a warmth like mild sunshine wash me in comfort, if only for an instant, even as I recognize that sly energy that I pretend not to.
“Fine, do you know what I really want?” He tilts his head with that same subtle smile, crossing his arms over his cable-knit chest.
“What?” I ask slowly, as I cram as much of the pretzel as I can manage into my mouth to try to avoid dropping any crumbs on his couch.
“The other half of that pretzel you’re eating.”
He grins roguishly, and before I can say anything in response, he leans forward across the cushions, and bites off the other half of my pretzel, with a sort of half-kiss that turns my whole face burning red.
“Get your own!” I bluster, embarrassed and flustered in a sort of butterfly-ish flutter as he re-steals the pretzel bag and plops back against his pillows on the opposite end of the couch, “Give me that back!”
“Not on your life,” he grins, placing one of the pretzels between his teeth teasingly. “If you want it, come and get it.”
I prefer a Bad-boys over a Prince-charming, however they tend to be harder to do properly.
There is a fine line between Bad-Boy and just a terrible personne. It is something I try to do in my own story: Married to the Duke of the Abyss.
The titular Duke of the Abyss, is built as the archetypal Bad-Boy of a romance-fantasy story with a few curve balls thrown in for good measure to keep the reader on their toes.
I def like to write and read about good boys, guys that are kind, loyal and sweet. Mr. Bingley from Pride and Prejudice is a good example (although Mr. Darcy is amazing too), also Mr. Tilney from Northanger Abbey is a good example. Bad boys are cool too (Anakin from Star Wars), and I can get behind them, but overall good boys are the best! Someone who is a kind, loving, and sweet guy!
Which is why in my own novel I have a good kind boy who is at first misunderstood!
I don’t really have a preference between Bad boys or Prince Charmings. It depends on the story…as long the romantic pair has good chemistry between them then either one is fine for me.
For now I’ll leaning in the Prince Charming with a bit of adorable social awkwardness to him.
Elyn is trying to solve the mystery of her brother’s disappearance while also guiding souls to the afterlife.
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I have a very strong preference for characters who defy the societal status quo in some way, so I guess that falls on the "bad boy" end of the spectrum. But it seems like the term bad boy is used more in the context of romance novels to mean a male character who is an asshole to his love interest and gets into random fights or something, idk. That is not what I like in a "bad boy" character. I just like characters who question the way things are and ask if that's the way things should be. I like rebels and outlaws.
I'm not someone who says those characters shouldn't exist and people shouldn't enjoy that archetype in their romance novels. I think there's room for every kind of asshole in fiction, and I do like finding out what makes assholes tick.
I'm less naturally interested in what makes a Prince Charming character so... nice, I guess? But I'm very interested in characters who start out nice, go bad, and then struggle to figure out who they actually are at the end of all of it.
In the end, we're all some kind of mix of Bad and Charming.
But really, I just want the Bad Boy and Prince Charming to smooch