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

My heart should have calmed down, but it seemed to flare up even more. I was beginning to feel quite dizzy and lose my other senses as my heart ran rampant. It had spiked up even more at the arrival of the person. After hearing his voice the next instant of my prayer, I wished I had never made such a deal with my fate.

"Kindly enlighten me on why the two of you are here, doing whatsoever in this dark place," said the voice again as the tall, strong built man came into view. "Was it something that one's eyes would rather not see?"

The scarce amount of light that fell on his face was enough for anyone to know who had decided to walk along this particular corridor.

"Warming up the young lady, Your Highness," he replied as he rubbed the valley between my mounds and the part above it. "I heard Lynda say that the foreigner was suffering from hypothermia, which has kept her in her room all day."

~ 78: An Odious Encounter - Part 3 ~