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

<p>If I could turn back time, I would. For I never had the intention to see such a gruesome fight take place between two foes who had become the worst enemies and versions of themselves in time. The only other reason I would have turned time would be to keep my inner self sane and away from breaking apart, no matter whose intention what wrong intention was true.</p>

<p>As easy it was to hate a person, my heart was starting to turn dull and distrustful of the world around me. I wished to blame my fate and the world even for my own fault of wishing for a wrong, painful gift. The only trouble of it was that there was no turning back, not after all the events that had taken place and were taking place slowly, one by one, before happening in a speedy procession.</p>

~ 180: Ruin - Part 3 ~