ruin the alliance

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

"Whoever insult the Jerivians is insulting my fiancee and insulting my fiancee is insulting me." * * * An alliance marriage was arranged between two rival Kingdoms - Qalagon and Jerivia. The agreement was that the Crown Prince of Qalagon will marry the Princess of Jerivia. But due to an assassination attempt, the Princess of Jerivia was in a coma just weeks before the wedding. If the alliance marriage fails, then what awaits the two Kingdoms was an unprepared war. The female Army Commander of Jerivia Kingdom was tasked to take on the identity of the Princess and fulfil the alliance marriage. As such, the infamous Commander of Jerivia, Iria Alewine disguised herself as the Princess and meet the aloof yet powerful Crown Prince of Qalagon, Arin Helev..... "No less than three months and no more than six months. We need just that, Commander Iria. Stay at Qalagon as the Crown Prince's wife during that and when you come back, you will lead the soldiers to fight the Qalagons." This was the original plan but what will happen if an unlikely romance sparked between the two? Will Commander Iria be able to follow the original plan? Rivalry of the two Kingdoms Palace Politics Palace Romance Friendship and Betrayal With all mentioned above taking place, read the story to see how the alliance marriage went wrong! ------- *Excerpt* "Don't you still understand?" The words escaped her lips before she could even realize. Then she met his gaze - calm yet sincere. It only made her felt the pressure more. "You should distance yourself from me unless you want to get hurt." She made a deliberate paused before she said, "I'm not someone who is capable of loving you." He still maintained that calm demeanor and she felt helpless. For the first time, she wished to know what he had on mind! However... "You can say anything you want, Iria. But you can't lie to yourself." "..." The Commander's face turned pale in the blink of an eye! What did he just say?  Iria Alewine quickly took a look at her own heart. She realized that the walls she built in order to not let anyone in were close to crumbling! The walls were already weakened by the holes that were drilled from the exterior, slowly yet continuously. Then she realized one thing. He was telling the truth!  ------------------- Disclaimer: I do not own the cover photo. It is uploaded from another source and all rights credited to the real owner...

Toute ma vie, j'ai été la fille de secours. Ma sœur Béatrice avait tout—l'amour, l'attention, le traitement d'enfant préféré. J'ai eu les restes et des rappels que je n'étais pas assez bien. Jusqu'à ce que je découvre que Niall, magnifique Alpha de la meute voisine, était mon compagnon destiné. Enfin, c'était mon tour d'être choisie. Dieu, j'étais naïve. Quatre ans d'enfer de fiançailles. Me décolorant les cheveux pour correspondre à ses goûts. Me serrant dans des robes étroites, jouant sa femme de ménage personnelle—pour finalement entendre que je ferais une meilleure servante que compagne. Tout parce que son cœur appartenait à ma sœur. Cette nuit-là, j'ai accidentellement renversé leur cadre photo. Il m'a giflée. Fort. Il a dit que je ne serais jamais à sa hauteur. Alors je l'ai giflé en retour, j'ai déchiré leur photo, et j'ai accepté le rejet. Je pensais que c'était fini. Jusqu'à ce que je les surprenne au club, riant de combien mes quatre années d'efforts avaient été pathétiques. Toutes les fiançailles n'étaient que leur jeu malsain. Ivre et furieuse, j'ai fait quelque chose d'imprudent avec mon mystérieux voisin. Alpha Hudson—visage sculpté par les dieux, danger dans chaque ligne parfaitement taillée. Plus important encore, il est l'ennemi juré de mon ex. Alors ? La meilleure nuit de ma vie. Je pensais que c'était une aventure d'un soir pour oublier. Encore une erreur. Il est plus riche que Niall, plus puissant que ma famille, et infiniment plus dangereux. Et il ne me laisse pas partir. Cette fois, je ne serai le second choix de personne.

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Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.

[Mature Content] "To take back their lost lands, she was the human meat to be given to the beasts." Eloise Ravemont was born a bastard to the Archduke of Beloria, abused by her stepmother and sister, and neglected by her father. Her life takes a turn for the worse when her marriage to the Lycan monarch is announced, and Eloise can only await her dreadful fate. Lycans are apex predators, superior beings, and originators of those horror stories your parents told you about to make you behave. Tales of the Lycan Monarch, Drevon Balthar, were far worse than any combined. They call him a merciless beast and the terror that bested the vampires in war. Eloise has no choice but to tussle with her new reality, and she becomes conflicted when her supposed husband, rumored to be more sinister than any beast, is more of a daydream than a nightmare. Thrust in a castle filled with demons and danger, Eloise must prevail and play the games of the beast, outwitting her foes as well as trying to resist her doting husband.

[Contenu Mature] Qu'est-ce qui pourrait arriver de pire ? C'est ce que je me suis répété pendant des années, vivant sous le même toit que des gens qui étaient répugnés par mon existence même. J'étais la fille illégitime de l'Archiduc de Beloria, née d'une prostituée et méprisée à cause de mes cheveux et de mon corps maladif. Mais le pire est arrivé juste quand je pensais que les dieux en avaient assez de ma misère. Je suis devenue la chair humaine à offrir aux Lycans. Les Lycans sont des prédateurs alpha, des êtres supérieurs, des hommes-bêtes, à l'origine de ces histoires d'horreur que vos parents vous racontaient pour vous faire obéir. Mon père a jugé bon de m'offrir à leur monarque comme moyen de récupérer les terres perdues. J'ai entendu des histoires sur Drevon Balthar, le Monarque Lycan. Elles sont bien pires que toutes les autres réunies. On le décrit comme une bête sans raison, la terreur qui a vaincu les vampires à la guerre et y a mis fin sous son règne. Mais que se passe-t-il lorsque mon supposé mari devient plus un rêve éveillé qu'un cauchemar ?

Cane Ironheart, a gifted young blacksmith with a hidden talent for elemental metallurgy, sets sail across war-torn seas, only to survive a devastating pirate attack that changes the course of his life. Cast adrift and later captured by slavers, he uses his knowledge to save a dying mermaid, forging a magical artifact in the dark hold of a ship. This act of compassion sparks a bond with the mermaid, Neri, and earns him the protection of Rhiati, a mysterious Corsair captain. After a daring escape, Cane is sent to the prestigious Magi Academy with a letter of recommendation that opens doors typically closed to commoners. There, he finds himself placed in an elite class, befriending a talented cook named Sofie, encountering strange mentors like the eccentric Nos, and clashing with entitled peers like Fergis. As he navigates this new world of magic and politics, Cane begins forging a secret identity and rebuilding a long-forgotten forge outside the city. But not all is as it seems—his affinity with water magic and merfolk suggests a deeper heritage, while an ancient mask design found in the Academy’s hidden archives may hold the key to both power and anonymity. With allies forming and secrets surfacing, Cane must uncover the truth of his origins while staying ahead of those who would use him—or silence him.

"This… this is wrong," she stuttered, trying not to meet his eyes. "You're my stepfather. Let's forget it ever happened." "How can I forget it happened, Nicole?" He questioned, gripping her chin. "When the image of you whimpering for more replays in my head every f*****g night?" When one night of desperation turns into Nicole ending up in bed with a nameless stranger, she's almost shocked to death when she moves in with her mother's new husband to see that the nameless stranger is her new stepfather. Tristan Michelson has always been in control of his emotions, but he can barely control himself when he realizes the masked stripper is his new stepdaughter.