RoseOfBlues

All Celestine ever wanted was to be someone powerful so that she won't be looked down upon. That was what she wished on a blissful night. And that very wish made her life go downhill years later ever since she came across a sacred pendant.

When an invitation lands on her lap to the most prestigious university of Adrian, nothing could stop her from going there. That is until her life gets entwined with two men, the cruellest foes of each other which she wishes to escape from. But the universe paints a different picture.

On a dreary day, she falls to her near-death and finds herself in the ancient land of Vitalis. With an unintentionally committed crime to her name, she must face the justice of the place where mercy is invaluable and death is inevitable and of little value.

And so her trial begins at the mercy of the tainted hands of the Masked Tyrant.
Alastair Arden Waldorf. Ruthless, cold-blooded and faceless.

When things turn for the worse, will she be able to return to her land and not be involved in a terrifying history? Will she save, kill or escape from the tyrant to the other two men when he shall come for her? Shall love prevail between the two or will they stick to their time to avoid an inevitable curse?

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WARNING: Mature Content (18+)

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Caught Between Two Worlds

"Celestine!" he screamed again, but my mouth had forgotten to speak.

With the beautiful stretch of the blackish sea and the rays of the sunlight, I closed my eyes and accepted my fate of death here if it was to be so. I could not scream for a hand to help me as I was too far from any aiding hand. It was then that I felt a sharp tug near my heart as my body had suddenly stopped free-falling.

My eyes flew open, first seeing the colouring horizon upside down. Then I observed a thick golden rope-like figure rise right above the middle of my trunk, holding my body taut. It shone in great brilliance and I understood that this was his doing. He had used the bond to save me, to hold onto me and to bring me back.

"This isn't her death," Lucas cried from the edge of the cliff. "This cannot be her death. There will be no life if she dies. If she must die, I should die with her."

~ 67: The Ill-fated Realm - Part 1 ~