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In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra."

Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life.

Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury.

Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty!

With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

Ascension Of The Villain

Before Sienna could go further with her rash plans, she was pulled to the side by Easton.

"What is it?" she let out in annoyance.

Easton's eyes flicked to her, his jaw tightening imperceptibly. "What the hell have you been up to? Don't think that I won't notice everything you have been doing to harm Iyana."

"Harm Iyana?" she chuckled humorlessly. "That's not even my intention. I want to get Vyan to reveal his magical powers to save her."

"And you think she is that helpless? How stupid are you?"

"Even if she is not helpless," she hissed, "you shouldn't be so concerned with another woman's life, least of all when I am your wife."

Jealousy, Jealousy