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#TRANSMIGRATION
#SLICEOFLIFE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAMATIC
#SWEETLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

A Courtyard of Roses

Gifted a candle that was said to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it to find herself awake in a different world. She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was no longer in the 21st century and was instead lost in the middle of the Kingdom of Gladiolum, a place reminiscent of the 1800s. With luck, she soon gained connections to the rich and powerful of this new world— the nobility. However, how much of it was good and how much of it would eventually be detrimental? After all, mingling with royals not only meant extravagance and daily parties. It also meant warfare and death. Caught in the middle of the two princes and other nobles, Alice would soon have to face the battle between those two royal brothers― a fight for the throne. She had wished for adventure, after all, and she received just as such. Kept in the center of all this, would Alice be able to emerge from the rabbit hole unscathed? Or will the overwhelming troubles of love and war be too much for her to bear? *** “And what if you, too, are unable to help?” Alice threw the question back. “What if helping would risk everything?” Spade didn’t miss a beat. “You are everything.” “Don’t say things that you don’t mean,” Alice chided. “You’ll leave a trail of broken hearts.” “And would you believe me if I say that I have no intention of breaking yours?” Spade countered. “However, mine is yours to play with. Shatter it, fix it, do anything you desire. As long as it feels the warmth of your hand, I am content.” *** Image used in cover not mine.

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#MAGIC
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SLICEOFLIFE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAMATIC
#SWEETLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE

The Morning After

DAWN GREETED ALICE rather rudely and abruptly. Sunlight blazed on her eyelids through the glass window, causing her to stir awake. When she first regained consciousness, she thought she would feel an ache all over her body. After all, she had remembered struggling to fall asleep on the couch, an act that couldn't be good for her back.

Yet, when Alice awoke, that wasn't at all what she felt. Instead, there was an arm casually draped over her waist, pressing her close. Someone was breathing down her neck quite literally, and she could feel that breath fanning over her skin in a rhythmic tempo.

That wasn't all.

Other than the weight on her waist and the breath on her skin, she also felt something poking her beneath the covers. A body was pressed against her back for sure, but there was something oddly intrusive that stood out from the rest of the body.

Alice's eyes shot open as she tumbled off the side of the bed, landing on the floor with a clumsy and loud thud.