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Brewing Storm

In the seven realms of the Asirian Universe, continents and kingdoms fall under the jurisdiction of empires that control realms. Although realms have the power to interfere in the political, military, and economic policies of kingdoms and continents under their rule, certain realms live by their own rule and follow the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. The Nar realm is one such realm where the strongest reign supreme. The sudden appearance of a spatial hole in the isolated Nar Realm brings forth a storm of destruction and chaos when dark magic users, monsters, demons, devils, werewolves, and forces of evil run amok in the seven realms. Versailles, a young woman with recurring dreams, gets pushed to the forefront of the confrontation between the two most dangerous, deadliest, evil forces of darkness when fate brings her to the side of the werewolf king Ramose and his archenemy Luke, the Supreme Elder of the Bloodsucking Clan. ____________________________________________________________________ Copyright 2021 All Rights Reserved. ------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me on my socials! Early releases on Patreon, sneak peeks on Instagram, fun activities, contests, and chats on discord. Patreon: patreon.com/Raising_Moon Discord: https://discord.gg/6kEsGuaqfg @ raising_moon#3913 Instagram: @ raising__moon Follow any of my socials to connect with me! ------------------------------------------------------------- ***Other Novels In The Storm Series*** Foreboding Storm- Ongoing Thrilling Storm- Ongoing Shrouding Storm- Coming Soon Devastating Storm- Coming Soon Chilling Storm- Coming Soon Etherealing Storm- Coming Soon Cover Edited By Family Member

Raising_Moon · Fantasy
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225 Chs

Recurring Dream Within a Dream

The Maharaja and Maharani of Pradii sat on their thrones, with their respected guests on either side. 

As the people settled in to witness the wedding rituals, Durga was watching the faces of her parents, the happiness and pride clearly reflected in their eyes, her little brothers as they tried to appear demure, her older sister with her two little kids on either side of her, a glow in her face, and her older brother as he looked back at her with grief and happiness. 

She knew that both were for her. Grief at parting and happiness for her happiness. And lastly, she looked at all the subjects that came to wish her for her future happiness and knew, deeply, that they all loved her in their own way. 

Storing the image in her mind, she vowed to herself that she would never forget this day, nor would she ever abandon them. The curtain lifted and Durga Krishna was looking into the dark eyes of the Yuvraj of Rajas.