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Princess of the Silver Ocean

"Somebody, help me!" she screamed as she looked at the creatures surrounding her. "Hey, look at me, okay. Do not close your eyes, please!" she begged him. "I'm sorry, Astoria," the man rasped, his breathing becoming more and more unsteady with every passing minute. "I love you," he said softly. Those were his final words as he lightly caressed her cheek. With that, his hand slowly fell to the ground. His body lay lifeless in her arms. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A memory of a kingdom flashed through her mind. Dark smoke began consuming that kingdom, and blood, as black as the shadows on a starless night, flowed into it like a flood. With that, the Kingdom of Ashen was no more. Astoria Chambers always felt like she did not belong anywhere. As she juggles her life as an upright police officer who always fights for justice, she encounters an event in the form of transmigration, which changes her life forever. However, transmigration always has its challenges. She is now in a race against time as she has to fight against an evil force that threatens her one chance of returning to her original body and world. (This is my first transmigration novel so I may be lacking in some areas, but I would really appreciate your continous support. Cover image doesn't belong to me so credits to the owner. Slow burn romance and plot. Add this story to your library and happy reading! Try out my 2nd novel: The Mafia Ceo's Treasure.)

Ice_Princesss · Fantasy
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108 Chs

An Imposter?

"What?" Yashiro asked, wide-eyed, "Are you sure? I have tried this game before, and the bottles move at an incredible speed."

Astoria smiled and nodded. "That is fine with me. Sir, I pick the hard level."

The owner nodded and hesitantly pressed the button, which caused all the bottles to move at an incredible speed. He found this woman standing next to the prince to be a little strange. First of all, not even the male customers chose the hard level as they knew how difficult it was.

Moreover, even if they did select the hard level, the success rate was always 0%. No customer has ever succeeded in shooting all the bottles. The most challenging level customers picked was the intermediate level, and even that had a low success rate.

'Yet this woman chose the hard level without hesitation? That is quite interesting,' the owner thought.