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“I truly thought my world was ending. I believed that bad blood really did exist.” Rosie tensed at his words. The conversation about Michael was affecting her more than she’d anticipated. “So I pushed him harder, raised him more strictly. But the more I tried, the more he rebelled.” Regret filled Count Kanies’ voice. “Eventually, I gave up on him.” A deep shadow fell over his eyes. “Perhaps his abnormal obsession with you, Miss Rosie, is entirely my fault.” Rosie had much to…- 131.4 K • Ongoing
"I would have liked to fence against him," Edward thought. He was curious about someone who had won two consecutive fencing championships. He wanted to experience a match against him, just as the article described. But it was Edward who suffered for entertaining such impossible fantasies. It was strange. He knew this was for the best, so he should be fine. But why this overwhelming sense of misery? Shouldn't he feel a bittersweet mix of relief and disappointment? Why did he feel he couldn't face…- 95.1 K • Ongoing
- That night, Edward slept poorly. He hadn't expected the bed, more comfortable than his dormitory one and more luxurious than any in the manor, to be so uncomfortable. Mr. Milford’s words echoed in his ears: “Your Highness, please understand your place.” “Your Highness, do you not realize that your mere presence beside Miss Darling is a nuisance?” “Fortunately, you are not stupid. I trust you know what must be done.” Edward wanted to argue each point, but then, as now, he…
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“I look forward to working with you.” She extended her hand, and Lucius shook it. *** The students of Class 1 finally regained consciousness. “Ugh… what…?” They found themselves sprawled across the gymnasium floor, disoriented and confused. “Ugh…” “Oh, my head.” “I feel like my sinuses just cleared.” “I think I’m going to be sick.” They were recovering from the overwhelming effects of Edmund’s alpha pheromones. Their condition was understandable,…- 160.0 K • Ongoing
- “There’s no reason for me to tell you.” “How impertinent.” Lucius was always like this. He wasn’t particularly kind to those outside his close circle, and he made no effort to soften his demeanor. Sharon knew this well. Watching the Princess of Neteria, she anticipated Lucius’s reaction. Her focus remained solely on the princess, a high-ranking omega, careful not to become a hindrance to Lucius. She understood the volatile nature of the situation. After all, as a low-ranking omega,…
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“…Really?” Arven turned to me, his eyes narrowed in disbelief. I added, with a touch of defiance, “You didn’t need to force yourself to strive just to make those who hurt you feel remorse. You didn’t need to derive your self-worth from that.” “….” “Well, I went through a similar phase. But it didn’t really bring me peace. And neither has it for you.” There was much to discuss, but neither the time nor the place was right. Arven’s violet eyes shimmered in the…- 161.8 K • Ongoing
- “It’s not because you’re reminded of your father, is it?” Arven stopped mid-chew, his jaw frozen. His eyes went blank, his mouth slightly agape. “…Huh?” He turned to me, his face a mixture of confusion and surprise. I opened the remaining milk bottle and took a swig. “Now that Maichel and the Duke are getting along, you’re reminded of your own childhood, aren’t you?” Regardless of the present, Arven was the secondary male lead in this novel. Given the author’s fondness for…
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“My goodness…” “More accurately, he’s one of my mother, Cecilfrija’s, men.” “Ah… I see.” “I came after receiving a message that Aktion intended to make you his concubine. What in the world were you doing?” “What was I doing?” “How did you catch Aktion’s eye? It was fortunate I arrived when I did. If I’d been any later, you would have…” “What? What would have happened…?” “…You’re completely unaware. Did Sephirothe not even warn…- 74.5 K • Ongoing
He scratched the back of his neck, wishing Desidero were present to handle the explanations. Nix Farrow wasn't one for elaborate explanations. His tongue was far less eloquent than his mind, often leaping to conclusions and omitting the intervening steps. And so he did now. “Due to certain circumstances, she’ll be staying with us at the Keep.” For the second time that day, Umbervell’s composure faltered, his eyes widening. This was far more shocking than the news about Abigail. A woman? He…- 108.4 K • Ongoing
- Crescent Keep was a classic fortress, built in the old style. A sheer cliff face, rather than a moat, embraced the castle, the precipitous slope itself forming part of its defenses. Crenellated battlements crowned the rounded towers like a diadem, and the solid stone walls were almost devoid of architectural embellishment save for the occasional arrow slit. While not beautiful, the keep was undeniably functional. Patches of repair and reinforcement, scars upon its brave face, spoke to the centuries it had…
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