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Portal To Love

Two people from different worlds are brought together by something you would either call fate or coincidence. — Aylin's life was pretty ordinary and mundane. However, all that changed when, in her attempt to get away from her ever-persistent ex who wanted her back, she tripped, and fell into a Portal. Aylin didn't realize she'd fallen not only through a portal but into another world — one she thought only existed in fantasy novels, a place where people possessed supernatural abilities. But, as a series of events transpired, including her being labeled a witch and thrown into the dungeon due to her unusual appearance and something you would probably call coincidence, she came to believe that she was in another world. But what happens when help comes from a woman calling herself the Grand Duchess of Zephyr and the Grandmother of the wickedly handsome and crazy duke who ordered her to be thrown into the dungeon? Aylin knew that help never came for free but she would have never thought that the price she had to pay was for her to make the duke fall in love with her in exchange for her life and a place to live. Aylin, who couldn't love, was supposed to make someone fall in love with her. Excerpt: "W-what... What are y-you doing?" Aylin stepped back, her eyes fixed on the figure walking toward her, his footsteps unhurried. Kian smiled and raised one of his eyebrows. "What do you think I'm doing?" As his figure drew nearer, Aylin continued to step back until her back hit the wall. Before she knew it, Kian was already in front of her. He leaned forward and placed both of his hands on the wall on either side of Aylin's head, effectively blocking any possibility of escape. His red eyes locked onto hers for a moment before he spoke again, "The deal you made with my grandmother… Congratulations on successfully fulfilling your part, Aylin." He moved closer, their breaths hitting each other's faces. "You've managed to make me fall for you, Aylin. Now, it's time for you to fall for me."

Ella_Estrella23 · Fantasie
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The Princess' Dreams

Eira twirled around with her sword, moving gracefully and confidently. She sliced through the air, sending ice splinters flying into a nearby tree. Her swordplay was smooth and practiced, showing off different moves as if she was dancing. Her gray dress fluttered as she moved, and her steps were sure as she shifted around.

Under the sunlight streaming down on her, Eira's movements seemed like they were part of nature. She smoothly shifted from one move to another, demonstrating various strikes and blocks with her sword and magic. Her skill was evident as she made each action look effortless.

She lunged forward, then quickly moved to the side to dodge an imaginary attack. Her sword cut through the air at different angles while sending ice blades forward, and she spun to parry an unseen opponent's strike. Her sword, white and shining from the sun's rays, followed a mesmerizing pattern of slashes and thrusts.