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

I swore under my breath for getting caught in such an awkward position that gave off the wrong vibes. The cunning Lucas heard it and chuckled, still not letting go of my waist.

I firmly held the collar of his shirt that had become undone because of my aggressiveness. I looked at him with a death glare in my eyes, warning him with them to give it back before I burned him alive in front of the person behind me.

He chuckled and said, "Here you go. Now let go of me."

He brought it close to my face so that I would take it with the hand that supported my weight on the top of the bench. Before I could touch it, he snatched it away, irking me harder than ever.

The effort to reach it had me trip towards him and he smiled wildly. It was a crazy smile, something that hinted at his lunacy and his mischief to get me in more trouble. Right at that moment, where I seemed vulnerable enough to leak my anger out, he gave it to me.

~ 147: Jealousy - Part 1 ~