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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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Vulnerable

Aylin hesitated for a moment, her mind still preoccupied with the recent events. But then, she looked at Arden's genuine expression and decided to let go of her worries, at least for a little while. Besides, Kian wasn't here, and she didn't want to stay sitting at the table alone for the rest of the night.

She placed her hand in his, offering a soft smile, "Sure, why not?"

As they moved onto the dance floor, people parted for them to pass—some giving Aylin the stink eye while some whispered about how brave and shameless she was, from being the Duke's partner to dancing with the Crown Prince.

Aylin did her best to ignore the judgmental glances and hushed whispers. She focused on Arden, who now stood before her, with her hands on his ass they stood in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by the nobles, the Marquis, Rhea, Tanya, Elara, Rowena, and Thea.