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Oath of Being Temporally Yours

"Erhard." Her voice was bold like her fiery hair. "Who are you?!" The Saint of Water wasn't pleased. But Andromeda wasn't deterred. "I'm your future monarch. So I have kindly come to declare war on you~" "I will come to claim you and the crown, Erhard." "Lets play this game once more~" ---------------------------------------------- At the end of her life, Andromeda strikes a deal with the Deity of darkness to rewrite the chapters of her life. The story unfolds as Andromeda, the Saintess of the Sacred Flame, returns to her past with a mission: to exact revenge on those who orchestrated her downfall and make Erhard hers. Andromeda's obsessive love for Erhard, the fallen King of an enemy kingdom, despite her previous cruelty, unravels a tale of passion, forgiveness, and unexpected alliances in the face of the greatest dangers, cunning enemies, and even in the hands of fickle Deities. Will Andromeda and Erhard be able to unite, or will they be ripped apart by the hands of destiny and the Gods playing their own games? Join them on this journey of Love, Revenge, and Obsession. ----------------------- The story is on hiatus since I am trying to stockpile chapters.

Han_Sirang · Fantaisie
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House Arrest

After returning home, Sylvette stormed off to her room. Contrary to what many might believe, Sylvette's room wasn't filled with books and plain furnishings. Instead, it was adorned with bold blue walls and silver-painted furniture, a reflection of her desire for color and vibrancy in her life. 

She closed the door behind her, her face still flushed with anger. One by one, she began to undress, her frustration mounting with each layer of clothing she discarded. Finally, she was left standing in her thin blue underwear, her emotions raw and unfiltered. 

Sylvette didn't have the life she had always dreamt of. She was born into a commoner's family that had risen to prominence due to their scholarly achievements. However, this success had not brought her the happiness she had envisioned.