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The Alpha’s Condition

'Tis not I who have brought you here." She confessed. Sylvie was relieved and confused. she asked then, "Then who?" Bouvier fluffed her skirts and sat on the edge of the bed beside Sylvie. "Prince Randolf Canis. Owner and Heir of Canis Island." She furnished. The name wa sunfasmiliar to Sylvie. She had never heard of him before. "I-I-I don't know him. Wh-what does he want with me?" She stammered out, still in shock. "He wants you for his bride," Bouvier informed her as if she were telling her about the weather. "B-but why me? H-He can have anyone on the Island. I am a nobody." She confessed. "That may be, my dear, but Prince Randolf wants you." Her words made Sylvie nervous. What was going on? She had never laid eyes on this man or heard of him for that matter and now he had kidnapped her only to propose. It all seemed so surreal. She sat there in silence wondering then she asked her question aloud, "What if I say no to Prince Randolf's proposal?" Bouvier turned and looked at her then, " If you do not accept the Prince's proposal he will kill everyone on the Island." Sylvie wasn't prepared for those types of consequences. "It is imperative that you understand that whatever Prince Randolf wants, Prince Randolf gets. I know the Islanders weren't the most welcoming lot to you and Luna, but they are people. Some of them good people don't deserve to die because of the actions of Luna and that maniac. Pay the debt and be done with it. Start a new life here. He is a very wealthy, handsome Prince. Marry him. Bear him sons and live happy. You had no prospects anywhere else, and if he sets you free I don't think you would last out there alone for three days." Bouvier made it all sound so surreal. She made the choice to marry him sound so easy, but she wasn't the one having to marry a Tyrant. She knew she had no choice in this matter. As much as she hated her mother now she couldn't allow her actions to further jeopardize the islanders' lives...
Jay_Ge3 · 30.2k Views

A BOY MADE OF SHADOWS

He didn’t grow up with a real name. In the place he was raised, they didn’t bother with names at all. They just burned numbers onto kids, and his number was XI. That’s how people talked to him—like, “Number Eleven, do this,” “Number Eleven, stand there.” It wasn’t a life. It was just… existing. He spent most of his childhood underground. Cold stone floors, dim lamps, the same halls every day. He didn’t know anything about the outside world or why the people there were training him. He only knew that the shadows around him always felt strange, like they were watching him. One night, during some ritual he never understood, something unexpected happened. The shadows that were supposed to kill him didn’t. They moved toward him instead—like they recognized him. Like they’d been waiting for him. After that, he walked out of the fortress. No plan. No idea what to do. He picked the name Kael because he needed something normal to call himself. But the world outside isn’t simple. People stare at him. Some are scared of him. And the shadows that cling to him… he still doesn’t know how to control them, or if they’re even safe. Kael isn’t trying to be special or powerful. He just wants to understand who he is and where he belongs. Maybe he’s just a kid who was treated wrong his whole life. Or maybe he’s something else—something the people in that fortress were afraid to admit. Whatever the truth is, he knows one thing: He’s never going back to being a number again.
Masterisaki · 34.6k Views

MHA || Of Blood and Joy

Since the day she remembers, In her first life, She lived as a ruthless killer. for Thousands of years she killed and killed, Becoming the Most Heinous Criminal in the Whole Soul Society After an incident, she decided to drop the mantle of a killer, and dedicate her life in the pursuit of healing, though even in that regard, her end goal was for battle and killing In her second life, She decided to let go of violence entirely, deciding to become a complete protector, wanting to see what life would give other than an end she made herself a family, lived her life in modesty, and died peacefully. surrounded by her off springs who mourned her passing in all her 80 years Reincarnating in that second life, not once could she find joy in what she did. her 80 years of life was dull. the only saving grace and perhaps 'supernatural' phenomena was the existence of 'TV shows' that depicted her 'First Life' as a show. it was the only thing that ever shocked, fascinated, and made her question her existence in all her new 80 years of life once she died, she did not turn into nothingness, as if her soul is CURSED to walk the MEGAVERSE for Eternity what would she, 'Unohana Retsu', The 'First Kenpachi', Worlds greatest and strongest Swordmaster, do in her Third life, Reincarnated in a world worshipped by the Idea of 'Heroism' and frown upon by the idea of 'Using power for the sake of power' The Tables have turned now. there is a new, more ruthless than anyone, player on the chess board now what will she do, in this Third life of hers ■□■□■□■□■ Author here. This book was created for me to participate in the 'Fanfic Fiesta' event. Don't worry though, for i will see to its end even if we don't win the event or even after it Updates are scheduled from Monday till Friday, one chapter per day. each chapter shall have at least 2.5 k word count or above Thank you for giving my book a try. The cover for this book does not belong to me, nor does MHA which was written by Kōhei Horikoshi. thank you for this wonderful work Please Enjoy my Fanfic Additional Tags: #Strong MC, #Female MC (If you haven't figured out already from Synopsis), #Slight AU because of MC's family
FlamesOfChange · 129.3k Views