Setsuna Fujikara is an accountant for an important law firm working out of a tech park in Shinjuku when a break-in turns deadly. When Setsuna arrives in the afterlife she finds that she was sent to the wrong department arriving before an old-looking shop that is said to help the rare soul on their reincarnation needs. She is reborn into a fantasy world and must navigate the politics of the underworld.

To opposing forces combined A vampire Diaries

I died once then I changed into Leo Danvers. Now to protect the world and everything that I hold dear I will have to change again and many times more

Looking at his status, Ed felt speechless. F-Rank Espers are slightly stronger than normal humans, normal human states are between 0.5-1. From the status panel he could see the strongest state he has is SPR (Spirit), and of course for a logical reason. Ed has Wind Blade ability and to use it he needs to have at least 1 state point in SPR state.
Spirit and also known as Life Force is the power source of all abilities, normal humans states won't have an SPR state, only if they awakened an ability whatever it was weak or strong.
As for his other little strong state, he always carries big bags while riding Dungeons, so this made his strength and vitality stronger than the normal human.
Ed could only shake his head, he felt helpless for a moment then a confident smile appeared on his face, everything will change from now on because now he has Mobile Movie System.
Ed tapped on Wind Blade from the status panel, a new panel appeared
Wind Blade: F-Rank (0/10) +
"This….This is…." Ed took a deep breath, he couldn't believe what he saw in the Ability Panel.
"Yes!!!" Ed clenched his fists in excitement. He was excited because he could level up his Esper ability which means he could have the strength to protect himself in this fucked up world.
He tapped on + but nothing changed, he tapped on it a few more times but nothing happened.
He suddenly remembered something, he looked at
EP (Experience Points): ^^
"So that's how is it" Ed finally figure it out, he doesn't have EP, so if he wants to upgrade his Wind Blade ability he should get EP first, but how to get it he could only figure it out by himself.
After almost knowing everything in Status Icon, Ed returned to the main page and tapped on Movie Icon.
A new blue screen appeared, there was one folder inside, he tapped on the folder and a huge list of movies appeared inside the folder
Princess Diaries, Endless, Home Alone, Titanic, Forrest Gump, NoteBook, Benjamin Button.....
The folder was filled with movies, hundreds of them were stored inside the folder.
"Could it be..." looking at the movies and idea appeared in his head, so he tapped on Princess Diaries movie
[Ding, Ding, do you want to enter Princess Diaries Movie?] The systematic voice sounded into his ears suddenly.
'As expected, I can travel to the movie world' Ed thought with an excited smile on his face.
"Which one I choose?" Ed started thinking.
After thinking for a few minutes he finally made up his mind on Limitless movie by tapping on it again
[Ding, Ding, do you want to enter Limitless Movie?] The systematic voice sounded again in his ears.
"Yes," Ed answered without hesitation. Just as Ed answered a black hole appeared beside him then swallowed him in.
The reason why he chose Limitless movie from hundreds of movies, it has a very simple story with a very low-risk level, he could handle everything by F-Rank Esper's strength if something unexpected happens.
Limitless is a very special movie, there is a huge opportunity at the beginning of the movie which could help him greatly, NZT-48, this thing is the golden finger of Eddie Morra the protagonist of Limitless World, and the other reason why he chose this world is that he could make a lot of money, although the paper money can't be used in his original world but in the movie worlds he would need Mr. Franklin a lot.
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Limitless World
New York City, Hot Bird Bar
There was an alley beside the bar, suddenly a black hole appeared, Ed walked out from the black hole.
Ed started looking around, seeing he appeared in an alley, he sighed in relief because the alley was empty so nobody noticed him.
He looked at his clothes, luckily the model in Kepler world wasn't much different from this world (Limitless).
Walking out from the alley slowly, he looked at the crowded street and a smile appeared on his face 'New York, indeed' he thought.
He turned his head toward the bar, through the window he saw something that surprised him, he saw the protagonist Eddie Morra was talking with another man.
Looking at another man 'he should be Vernon' Ed thought.
Vernon was the ex-wife's brother of Eddie and the one who was selling NZT-48 in the movie.
"Everything starts from here," Ed said to himself.
Ed didn't get into the bar, he watched them through the window.
They talked for 15 minutes, finally, Vernon took an NZT-48 from his pocket and give it to Eddie, and started walking out from the bar.
Eddie also walked out just after a few minutes, standing at the bar's door, he opened his palm and looked at the pill on his palm. Then he started walking back to his apartment.
Ed walked started following Vernon back to his apartment after a half-hour he saw Vernon was entering a good hotel, he followed him and entered the hotel.

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[Warning: This chapter contained scene that not suitable for the minor readers. So please be aware! Thank you very much!]
"My little princess, wake up." I hear a husky low voice, whispering to my ears. I open my eyes with a leisurely pace, switching my position and glance at Araqiel, who's lying beside me with a smile on his face. 
My eyes gaze at the window, glimpsing the sun gradually raising down. "What time is it?" I ask Araqiel. 
"It's 6 in the evening and after an hour, the dinner will be ready so I step inside your room to wake you up." He mutters as he hoists his arms, nuzzles around me. 
"Wait for a minute, I need to come downstairs and tell you're awake. Just wait for me here okay?" I nod as he unwraps his arms, stands from the bed, and strolls outside the room, leaving me alone. 
The night has passed as they keep securing around the place to protect me from the incubus. We can't tell when they will attack or abduct me since a person they know doesn't appear since the first night when my memories have shown. 
Moreover, another thing Araqiel says when I eavesdrop, the demons need to perform their rituals when the Red Blood Moon arises and it's very rare since it only rises once for two or three decades and so, I perceive that they are dismay from earning me as soon as possible. 
Then, I stand on my bed, stroll into my study desk, and grab my old diaries. My lips form into a smile, glancing at my diaries, and walk back to my bed. I gradually open my diaries, quietly reading my letter. 
"September 1st, my 10th birthday is the best day of my life. Even if I haven't enjoyed my birthday with my cousins and families, I'm very grateful that Mr. Angel… or should I say, Araqiel comes and greets me with a 'happy birthday'. Araqiel… What a good name when hearing through my voice. Araqiel, I'm so happy when you give me the best gift ever. Your 'I love you' is enough for me to hear. And after all these years, you keep following me, protecting me as if I'm the most special girl in the world. And I'm thankful that you never give up on me and my precious naive heart. I promise that you will be my first kiss and also my last kiss. I love you… Mr. Angel." 
I bite my lips as I close my diary, covering my face with my hands when feeling the burn all over my face. "Why does it fluster me!? I'm the one writing these diaries." I cry out, draping my face onto my pillow, and striving to flicker my embarrassed diaries. 
Then, I raise my face, saunter beside the window as I sit on the couch, leaning my face on the window ledge and staring at the serene backyard where I used to play with Flynn and Jinwoo. And also, wondering when Araqiel arrives. He's always on his spot, underneath the tree, gazing in my direction as if he's guarding me. I grin when recollecting my memories.
"It seems that he's enjoying watching me playing with my brothers that's why he keeps on returning into our mansion." I murmur, smiling at my bizarre thoughts. 
Suddenly, I hear my door crack open and so I turn around, gaping at the person who steps inside. My eyes glimmer when seeing Araqiel, smiling at me. He sits beside me, clasping my hand and leaning his lips onto my outer palm, giving a light kiss whilst feeling my face burning. 
He smiles and caresses my cheeks with his other hand. And I lean into his touch, thinking the moment we have. "It feels like a dream, you are here with me again like you did before. You keep your promise to wait for me and until now, you're protecting me. Araqiel, when I relinquish my memories, I keep on asking what's the meaning of my dreams. Who's the guy inside my dream? And I feel like it's a deep connection inside me. I don't even know who I am." I murmur.
"I'm always here with you, protecting you and loving you like before." He pulls me close, brushes his hands against my back. And when I hug him tightly, I nuzzle into his neck, sniffing his calming forest scent. 
"You like my scent." I glance at him and nod.
"You know, Flynn promises me to get you back even if Fletcher was against it but Fletcher doesn't do anything since only time will tell when we will be together. And the law can set us apart but fate can set us together. You are here with me. I feel like it's a dream. Am I dreaming, my little princess?" He implores. I giggle whilst wiping all his tears as he strokes his thumb, also wiping my tears. 
This is the moment I want and I'm waiting for this to happen. He's with me like the moment I first see him underneath a tree until I come closer, hugging me tightly. 
The moment I have with him when feeling the warmth inside me. 
"You are not dreaming Taehyung. This is now a reality. You, me together." I mutter.
Abruptly, I realize that he'll come back to heaven once they finish their mission and the fact that he'll leave me soon. I look down with a pout on my lips. His hand touches my chin, heaving to face me, and pecks my lips. 
"What is in your mind, my little princess?" My eyes widen when his voice affects me. 
It turns me on. 
"Y-you." I gasp as he carries me into his arms and places me down on my bed. 
Slowly, he crawls on top of me with his stunning smile as he leans closer to me. Then, I close my eyes when his lips touch mine. He leads a gentle, sweet kiss as I move my lips, copying the movement of his lips. 
Our lips sync as if it's dancing with the mellow music which I crave for a long time. Abruptly, he pulls away as we catch our breath. I wrap my arms around his neck, heaving him closer to me. 
"Are you sure about this, my little angel?" Gently, he whispers to my ears. 
I grin, reassuring that I want this intimacy to happen, longing for his touch. Again, I pull him closer, giving me a soothing kiss to my neck. I bestow him access to deepen the lips on my neck.
I moan when he sucks and bites my neck hard until it forms into a love bite. I roam my hands to his clothed torso, searching the hem of his shirt. Silently, pulling it off and when he realized that I'm struggling to take his shirt off, he hurriedly takes it off. My eyes wide, glimpsing at his toned chest. 
"You are staring." He murmurs. 
I heave a deep sigh as he leans his bare chest to mine. I bite my lips when he continually nibbles my neck. My hands lift, cupping his face, and pull closer to my lips. 
"Oh, my little angel. What are you doing to me?" He mumbles as he pecks my lips multiple times and down to my collarbone. 
His hands lightly brush my petit waist, pulling my shirt off as I raise my arms to remove it completely. I glance at his eyes with lust and desire inside his gaze. 
Then, I conceal my body when striking my insecurities because of his gaze. And feels that I'm not good enough for him yet he removes my arms.
He kisses and licks my clothed chest. And I moan when he tickles my waist up to my back, striving to remove my bra. I feel a heat that forms into a brush around my face. 
He chuckles and pecks my cheeks. 
"You are so beautiful so don't ever hide from me." He says reassuringly that I can trust him. 
He cups my breast as he licks the other and suddenly, he sucks my nipples. 
"A..hhh. A-Araqiel" I moan when feeling a shiver throughout my body. 
He smirks and circling my nipple with his thumbs whilst continually sucking the other hard. 
My head lifts with my body as I moan, "S-stop teasing... Ahh... Me" 
He gives a last lick before pulling it hard. My eyes open, seeing him smirk at me whilst licking my breast with his tongue. Teasing me. 
"I-I've never sex with a-anyone so be gentle with me." I breathe hard. He smiles and pecks my chin. 
"I'll be gentle to you and feel the moment we have. I want our first time to be memorable. Do you trust me?" I cup his face and peck the tip of his nose. 
"Yes. I trust you."
He smiles and removes my remaining clothes as his eyes gaze at me with my exposed bodies. 
"I kinda want to play. Do you like games? I promise to be easy on you. I don't get hard on you. I can't hurt my precious diamond." My head cocks on the side as my brows furrow. 
"You want that?" He implores and I feel a shiver through my spine and down to my lower region when hearing his husky voice. He smirks, leaning closer to my ears. I gasp when he suddenly licks my earlobe. 
"I want you so please give it to me," I whisper to his ears.
"I want you too. My little angel."


[WARNING: Some chapters contained mature content.]

In the Kingdom of Heaven, falling in love with a human is forbidden as it is against the laws of the realm above. Yet, a high-ranking and most trusted angel named Araqiel fell in love with a human named Feaubry, who was claimed to be the daughter of an exiled prince and an angel.

When the head had heard of the act that was against their rules, he then exiled Araqiel and threw him on earth as punishment.

All of a sudden, however, an agreement of becoming a Demon Prince was given to him in order to protect her little princess.

Will they meet again—or will they perhaps have their love bloom again like a risen flower as if born from the ashes?

Little did Araqiel know, however, that the little damsel that he loved had the goal of leading him to his demise!

Will Feaubry wrap him around her fingers and betray him? Or will Araqiel find this out?

~•~•~•~•~

Volume 1: De Mémoire D'Homme

A simple girl who lives in Korea couldn't recall her memories from ten years ago. She felt like some part of her life had gone missing. Upon moving to a secluded, rural town located in the woods, she met a guy with blonde hair and blue eyes. The moment she laid her eyes on him, it's as if they had a deep connection with each other, though she couldn't comprehend why.

Does this get something to do with her lost memories ten years ago?

Volume 2: Corps Êt Ame

A man named Denvir had stolen the most important element inside the human body. One of his victims was a girl named Feaubry and on her 21st birthday, her fate is destined to change. 

In order for her to restore her dying body, she needs to find her missing soul.

Will she be able to find her missing piece when the man who had stolen it from her is already dead?

Or...

Will she accept her fate of her possible death at any given moment?

Volume 3: Ma Douce Petite Revance

Feaubry wanted to got back to Korea with the guys to have a normal life and leave the past in the province, Oregon. But little did she know that a man with a mask will come to her in order to get the man’s figure for revenge—by using her.


The photo is not mine

You sighed as you sat in front of the mirror. The girl in the mirror stared back at you. You were made more beautiful or 'dolled up' and were waiting for the event to get over. Two months back, you would have laughed if anyone told you would become a princess but now,you were dreading your status.


As a princess, there were many restrictions and 'etiquette', which you called as 'sugarcoated bullshit.' 

You could no longer go out of the palace or be alone without someone monitoring you at all times. However, there was a silver lining. You could talk to your best friend on the phone for hours and no one would tell you anything.


"Hey Jisoo."


You said to your best friend on the phone.


"Lower the volume , you idiot. Why the hell should I go? You're in my room! What?."


After finding a comfortable place, Jisoo replied.


"Hello princess diaries!."


"Stop it. Don't call me that. Besides, my life has become a nightmare."


"How?."


She asked while you stared at the ceiling.


"I haven't  eaten pizza these days."


"What the fuck? How are you even alive,dude?."


'By breathing-."


Before you could continue, someone knocked on the door. After sitting in the correct posture,you put the phone on hold and replied.


"Come in."


To your relief, it was your bodyguard , Jeon Jungkook. He stood outside and spoke,


"The ball has started, your Royal Highness."


You rolled your eyes and followed him outside. 

"I've to go now, I'll call you later."


"Ciao, princess diaries."


You smiled and cut the call.When you reached the hall, all eyes were on you. Ignoring the judgemental stares, you walked to your grandmother, who was speaking to the press.


"Come here Y/N. Now ,may I introduce my granddaughter, Y/N L/N, the princess of Lightmoor Kingdom."


After curtsying, you sat next to your grandmother. She answered all the questions skilfully.Now and then, the press asked you questions, for which you answered correctly,making your grandmother proud in the process.


"I heard that the crown prince of Ravaryn, Kim Taehyung and  Her Royal Highness are going out . Is that true, your Highness?."


On the outside, you were calm but on the inside, you were going berserk.How the hell do they make up gossip?. You and Taehyung were just friends.  You saw him as a friend , nothing more and nothing less.


After sighing internally and flashing a smile, you responded to their question.


"That's not true. We are just friends. He has been helping me to  become a good royal. Have a good night everyone."


After excusing yourself, you went around ,speaking to many representatives and dancing with other royals. Then, you sat down in a chair and drank some wine.


"Don't drink too much , princess."


Taehyung advised while holding a glass of champagne. He took some sips and sat next to to you.

"When will this end?."


"When you die."


He chuckled while you elbowed him in the ribs.


"When does the ball end?."


"Your grandmother hosted this ball.Ask her."


"You want me to get attacked by more questions? As if that's enough, they're asking whether we are dating."


"You should've said yes. It would've been fun."


You gasped and smacked him on his head.  


"My misery is your happiness. By the way, did you see Jungkook anywhere?."


Taehyung's eyes became dull. However , before you could ask what was wrong, he  immediately answered.


"He's in the balcony."


"Are you fine-."


"Hurry before he runs away again."


Jungkook stood in the balcony,observing the stars. They were really beautiful.More beautiful than the girls trying to pounce at him in the ball. The cool air grazed his jaw and he closed his eyes to enjoy the night.


"Hey."


He opened his eyes to look at you. The dress hugged your curves and your hair was let down. He was mesmerized by your presence.He couldn't even utter a word so he tore his gaze from you and focused on the sky above instead.


"Whatcha doing?."


You asked and stood next to Jungkook, enjoying his presence and the night. During these 2 months, Jungkook listened to your rants and comforted you which you enjoyed. Jungkook liked your presence. Everyone wanted him to talk all the time but you didn't say anything and you understood him.


After some time, Jungkook replied while you rested your head on his shoulder.


"Patrolling."


"Oh really?all I see is you watching the stars."


Your tone became playful making Jungkook smile. God, you loved his smile. They were so beautiful that they fixed  your bad days in an instant.


"Would it kill you to relax?."


You teased your guard.


"Probably," he replied."Likely, it would kill you too. That's rather the point."

A smile flashed across your face.


"I'll risk it."


You said and held out a hand.


"Dance with me."


Jungkook's face flushed. You looked at him, waiting.Then, he took your hand and smirked.


"It's a pleasure,My lady."


The rest of the night was spent dancing away from reality and to your own world.However,all good things come to an end.


"I enjoyed the dance."


He complimented you. Embarrassed, you murmured, "me too",before running away to your room leaving behind a happy and smiling Jungkook.

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On the way to Holstein, along with Balbo, Bastien, Prince Gutard, and his men, Alexa's mind wandered to the terrible secret she had discovered through the diaries of Princess Odila, mother of Duke Konrad.
Otten von Wuttenfal, Holstein's sovereign before Gutard, had fought the paganism that existed in those lands with fervor. He greatly hoped to transform the kingdom into a place free from beliefs other than Christianity.
 To this end, he persecuted everyone who showed to thought differently from him, or believed in anything other than what the Holy See said was right.
More than that, he had the dream of erecting a beautiful cathedral on the ruins of the ancient Roman city that gave rise to Holstein. Prince Otten wanted to completely bury the ancient temple to the pagan gods. 
But Holstein, despite having a strategic port in his capital, did not have enough resources for such extravagance. 
Through several alliance by wedding with his beautiful daughters, the ambitious Prince Otten managed to make his kingdom flourish.
As for his sons, according to his aptitudes, Gutard pursued a military career. And continued, according to his father's desire, to hunt witches and heretics for the kingdom and even for the neighboring kingdoms. Kurt was educated as a politician and diplomat, learning from the emperor's court the art of politics.
When the old Prince became ill, he called his children who still lived in the castle, and made them swear to obey his wish: Gutard would be the new ruler and make Holstein a great kingdom, under the law of the Church. And Kurt would help him govern, pledging to help him build the most beautiful cathedral in the west. Odila, as a princess of only thirteen, was only asked to be obedient to her brothers and to God.
The early years of Gutard's reign were troubled. The cathedral had begun to be built, but ungodly superstitions and false Christians still dominated the kingdom. In addition, all kinds of problems occurred during the construction of the cathedral, removing workers and consuming resources. 
Kurt then went to Rome to speak to the Pope. And while on Italian soil, he went to Florence, looking for sponsors and business partners in that prosperous region. 
Thus began the connection of the von Wuttenfal with the di Borghesi.
 A year later, the di Borghesi offered the money to build the cathedral, and also the hand of Letitia, the eldest daughter of the patriarch, as a worthy wife for the Prince of Holstein.
After seeing Letitia's portrait, Gutard readily agreed to the wedding, and Kurt traveled with the Italian emissaries to fetch the bride.
According to Konrad's mother's diary, however, things only got complicated with the arrival of the Italian bride and her court.
Lex, traveling as Prince Gutard's second son, felt an oppression in his chest as he looked at the broad back of the man in front of him. He had a haughty, martial stance, but he had carried an enormous weight so far. 
Alexa could never sort out her feelings toward Prince Gutard. Whether she understood him, or if she sympathized with him. Not even if she really trusted Gutard.
In that strange mind of a Prince who still considered himself a Witch Hunter, there were many answers that the maiden felt she needed to know.
Stepping forward with her horse to stand side by side with Prince Gutard, she cleared her throat,
"Aunt Odila liked you very much," Lex started at the edges, testing the terrain as she impersonated Alexander. The men beside Gutard moved away when they realized it would be a private affair between father and son.
"Uh… Odila? How do you know that?" he didn't look at Lex, but slowed his horse's trot.
"I read one of her diaries. She was a literate and very fond of writing, and it recorded that," simply revealed Alexa.
"Meddling, nosy, cunning, seductive, is what you are. Did that fool give you his mother's diaries so easily?" he grunted, and Lex suppressed a laugh at Prince Gutard's words.
"I'm trying to understand Holstein's past. I know that a thick and twisted vine sprouts out of it and wraps us in the present, Your Majesty. As the reason why His Majesty married Gisela, for example. I know it was because she saved Magnus' life. But Magnus's mother… I know she was a witch, who settled in the castle and was living under von Wuttenfal's noses with all those diabolical practices."
Prince Gutard sighed, deciding whether or not to listen to Lex. Then at last he said,
"Yes, those terrible years created everything bad about Holstein. I learned to be less impulsive and to wait for the right moment. And talking less. And you should do the same. Also, in the past I took actions that today would have been different… For example, you are still alive."
"...!"
"Just so you can shut up."
"It means you are not going to let that happen again. Right, Your Majesty?" she asked hopefully.
"Mind your own business, and straighten your back."
Closing the matter, he fell silent, and Alexa thought if he had the same doubt that she now had.
If Magnus was actually Gutard's son. Or Kurt's.
°°°
Despite the dark and cold night of riding, they arrived in Holstein in the middle of the night, without fanfare. Alexa felt the stench of the city and death's presence, and the princess had no doubt that it all had to do with her confrontation with the White Queen, on the day that room was opened, after her wedding. 
The prophecy had not only opened a door, but had also released a great evil over the city. She felt the cold in her bones. Restless Shades prowled the city, even though she couldn't see them.
Shrinking from the cold, she would rather be somewhere else now, like in the soft sheets in Würtz. 'But I apparently don't deserve that much luxury,' concluded the maiden.
The castle gates were opened for Prince Gutard and his entourage. When the Sovereign dismounted from his horse, he said, addressing 'his son',
"Follow me. We will settle this matter yet this evening."
Balbo helped Lex to get off his horse. Looking at the sky, he wondered if they would have at least half an hour before dawn. 
Exchanging a look with the warrior, who understood his time constraints, he obeyed Gutard's order and followed him through the palace's courtyards and corridors, until they entered the family's private wing, when Gutard's escort dispersed.
Stopping in front of the door of Princess Cordelia's room, the huge man even cast a stern look at the Second Prince beside him, before opening the door without knocking.
Only a few candles were kept lit far from the Princess Consort's bed, and Lex saw the movement of her maids, who woke up frightened and stood up, asking who was there. The room was scented and heated, very different from the cold Lex was feeling after an hour's ride on a cold, dark road.
"The Prince," replied Gutard dryly, and while the maids came to light the room and wake the princess. Lex remained beside Gutard, silent. 
He saw Cordelia get up and get dressed in a rich peignoir over her nightgown, and come to the Prince, still a little confused. 
And she was even more confused when she saw that her husband had company.
"Oh, I… Good night, Your Majesty. Your Highness Alexander?" she bowed modestly, and Gutard did not stop her. Cordelia hugged herself, showing discomfort. "What happened?"
"Did you kill my son's wife?" asked Gutard somberly. Even Lex shivered under his cloak. It was possible to see that, no matter the fact that Gutard had hidden his thoughts from her, seeing Cordelia stoked the anger he had controlled.
"ME? Uh, Your Majesty, such a weird question ...?!" Cordelia laughed, nervously.
"Is it difficult to answer?" he asked again, menacingly. He didn't move, but it was as if he had taken the entire room with his intimidating presence.
 "I certainly didn't kill Princess Alexa!" the consort exclaimed, her voice high and pitchy because of her nervousness.
"So how can you say she is dead? How can you set up this circus behind my back, Cordelia?!" he roared, and even Lex cringed, watching Cordelia literally tremble at her husband.
"I… I was led to believe that, my husband! Forgive me! Prince Alexander has already warned me of my mistake! But… "
"Listen to my words, Cordelia. Don't even bother to deny you have it in for my son's wife. Fueled or not by wild fantasies. Don't even try!"
"But I have no grudge! Why would I ...?" Cordelia tried to deny it.
"Don't forget, Cordelia, how ridiculously exposed you were at their wedding. And how the folly of your family caused the death of Baron Florian. I will not go into the merits of the female quibbles, which don't concern me. Just remember, you are my wife now. If your family urges you to challenge me, it is better to choose soon, whether to send them away and preserve them, or whether to take sides and incur my wrath."
"I heard about the rumors and tried to have a decent funeral, because ..." she stammered, trying to explain, but Gutard cut her off, turning his back.
"Dare to give such impacting orders behind my back again, and you will see the strength of my hand. This is certainly not your role. Don't leave your room until Sunday, it's an order. "
It was clearly an effort for the Prince to stop only in punishment. He slammed the door, which, despite being reinforced, shuddered. 
Lex looked at Cordelia with a stricken look, and saw her eyes filled with tears of fear and contained fury. Turning his back as well, he left the Princess's room.
Finding Balbo outside, he urged, striding.
"I need to see Father Agnello before dawn. We have few time."
When Lex arrived at the Florentine priest's quarters, there was no answer when he knocked on the door.
 Suspiciously, the door was easily opened, and Balbo used the torch he carried to investigate the dark room.
Lex felt the stench of death, and before he saw it, his foot tripped over something soft on the floor.


The most shameless, honorless maiden from Bizantium meets a Haughty Troubled Prince, a Sweet Sleeping Prince, a Tyrant, a Machiavellian Priest, an Undesired Bride, Ghosts of varied sorts, a Dangerous Court, Assassins, and... Love!
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"THE PRINCE IS NOT DEAD!" Her words, in front of the court, sealed her fate... Leaving Holstein is impossible, now!

From the first moment Magnus von Wuttenfal met Alexa, he knew she was a liar and a problem. Who’s that girl and why his cold heart pumps so fast for her?

Since Alexa laid eyes on the exasperating First Prince of Holstein, she knew she should keep a distance. Not only he’s sharp-tongued, entitled, and incredibly handsome, but he’s about to marry her new friend Cordelia!

Does the First Prince Magnus think of her as a mere toy... or an actual threat? Or something else?

The fact she was born with a peculiar gift and raised as someone else, shall not come to light. Her sad past full of betrayal and pain cannot be unveiled to anyone. Never!
 
Torn between Prince Alexander and Prince Magnus, living and dead, her past and her future, will she love and be loved in return? Or will she once again be used and discarded?
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"Why... did you do that?"

"Well, that was when I regretted acting like a bad son and a vile man, and before God. I had to take responsibility, didn't I?" 

'But what nonsense is that ?! It's not like you really put your… thing… into my… thingy….' "Oh! OHHHH! You want to use me so you don't marry your bride! You set everything up! From sending me to the maze to… up to…"

"Having you in my arms, tasting your mouth as I did this peach?! Is that what you're stuttering on, Lady Saskia? This will be repeated ad infinitum when we get married. That and more." 

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WARNING: HEAVY SUPERNATURAL ELEMENTS, GORE, DISTURBING THEMES, SLOW BURN ROMANCE, RICH-IN-STORY NOVEL!

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Is this the original host's diary?'  Qiao Moyu was a little surprised. It turns out there were still people who kept diaries in this era. And there were five books of these so obviously the time span when these were written wasn't short.

Qiao Moyu opened the first book and checked the date.

July 5, 2006. Today is my 11th birthday. I took the first test in my class and my teacher gifted me this diary. My brother Xing Yichen will celebrate my birthday with me today.

As Qiao Moyu read each page one by one, she noticed that Xing Yichen was mentioned in almost every entry. She couldn't understand why the original host would be so persistent towards Xing Yichen, but from these lines, she could see a young girl's pure first love.

Qiao Moyu quickly finished reading most of the diaries, except for the last one.

Nov 22, 2008. Today, I can finally write on a diary again. I'm in Switzerland getting treatment for my burnt scars.

The injuries on my hands are alright, but unfortunately, the beautiful bracelet that my parents had left me was lost that day when I fell into the fire.

The treatment was painful but I don't regret it. That day in the sea of fire, I held my brother Yichen's hand. That was the first time we held hands.

However, Mom and Dad wouldn't let me go back there. I dared not tell anyone I was injured because I saved him. Will he know that I saved him?

He must know. When I called his name that day, he heard my voice.

When Qiao Moyu saw this, she couldn't help but sigh. Xing Yichen was truly someone with a wolf's heart and dog's lungs. The 13-year-old original host saved Xing Yichen when he was 17. After her burn wounds healed, she returned home to look for him, but he abandoned her as if she was a wretch.

When she recalled how the original host died in the novel as well as Xing Yichen's indifference when he threw her dead body to be fed to the dogs, the current Qiao Moyu felt a burst of anger in her heart!

She didn't know if she was affected by the original host's body, but she tried to control her emotions and kept on reading.

Mar 12, 2009, I finally returned to my country today. I haven't seen my brother Yicheng in half a year. I wonder if he's grown taller and more handsome. I want to grow up quickly and be with him.

Mar 17, 2009. I met my brother Yicheng today, but he was so cold to me. Was that simply my illusion?

...

July 3, 2010. I felt that my brother Yicheng was getting further and further out of reach from me. I invited him to my birthday party but he only said he was busy and wasn't available that day.

The former host wrote other memories of course, and that day stained with blood and dreams.

Qiao Moyu discovered that when she read the novel in her previous life, she only had a shallow impression of this person. In the story, the original host was labeled as a 'green tea b*tch' and a 'vicious villainess,' a thorough antagonist.

However, based on these diaries, Qiao Moyu saw a girl who loved learning. She would take the initiative to help her friends, save the person she liked regardless of danger, and study many domestic and foreign films to achieve her dream of becoming a Film Empress. She would hone her acting skills over and over again.

And she finally had a turning point when the true Princess appeared.

June 13, 2014. Today is an ordinary day, but this is the end for me. In the past, even though brother Yichen was very cold to me, there were no girls around him. But today, there is a girl named Yu Ruohuan beside him. Although they haven't held hands yet, I know that he treats her differently.

Afterwards, the content was sad and depressing. She saw the Qiao family take Yu Ruohuan in as their own while Xing Yichen pursued that girl openly. She read how the original host was rejected by the Qiao family because she had spoken out against Yu Ruohuan.

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•THIS IS MADE FOR WEEKLY READING TIME•
•CTTO•

Author: Zhuge Jin
Translator: wordexcerpt • Kitty Jiu

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When Qiao Moyu awakened, she found herself in a novel world and had become the villainess who was loathed by the President, the story's male protagonist.

Qiao Moyu, the President's childhood friend, came to his door whilst holding a baby, but the man said he won't take any responsibility since the child wasn't his!

As she stared at her adorable and proud little toddler, Qiao Moyu decided to take this chance to raise her son while having a fresh start in her acting career. As for the other problems, she'll just take it easy!

However, a few months later ~

President: "You're not some disgusting mosquito blood, you're my white moonlight (first love)."

Luo Luo: "Mama, he's not Baobei's father. Baobei doesn't want him."

A certain Film Emperor: "I want both you and the child."

Online fans: "Qiao Moyu is ours!"

Chapter 18 

 

 The discussion with Tsegseg and Batbayar about the division of the elements found in the cave was brief and friendly. In fact, the Mongols kept all the metallic components and all documentation whose origin was unmistakably Mongolian. On the opposite side Baron von Ungern von Sternberg had played an important role in the life of the country but only during an ephemeral period. In addition, ultimately, despite his eccentric passion for Lamaism and Buddhism, he was a European and his diaries would not have much value for the current descendants of Bogd Khan. 

 The negotiations were done by Jack and Dennis on the side of the members of the Bluthund Community and Batbayar with the silent presence of Tsegseg by the Mongols. 

 “Our purpose in this spot has been fulfilled and now we must prepare the return to Ulan Bator.” said Dennis.” This involves going through the Gobi Desert in the opposite direction until arriving at the trans-Mongolian railway station. We are going to take the diaries of Baron von Ungern with us but I ask you what do you plan to do with the gold bars and the documents? The latter are very fragile and will not stand a hazardous journey through the desert.” 

 “Princess Tsegseg, my men and I are going to stay in this place, with the exception of a guide who will take you through the desert.” answered Batbayar.” This guide speaks a little Russian and Bodniev and he can understand each other perfectly well.” 

 “We cannot simply abandon you in this wasteland.” answered Dennis.” Can we communicate by radio with someone to come and look for you? In that case we would wait for their arrival.” 

 “The Princess has already communicated with her mother and the help is already on the way.” was the unexpected response. 

 Jack and Dennis looked at each other perplexed but they were already accustomed to the surprises given by the skills of the young Mongolian. Then they completed the negotiations agreeing the subdivision of the elements of the expedition and went with their literary booty towards the camp. There they informed their colleagues about the decision. 

 “What does it mean that Tsegseg communicated with her mother?” Asked incredulous Deborah. “ By telepathy?” 

 “The shamans of Central Asia assiduously practice telepathy or extra-sensorial communication, as well as travel through space and time in their dreams.” explained Bodniev. 

 “ Even a positivist like Freud had to admit that telepathy is something possible.” added Debbie. “He apparently found experiences of that type in his studies.” 

 “It is a more likely phenomenon among clairvoyants and among people who are closely related, such as Tsegseg and her mother.” explained the Russian. “I have not had personal experiences of that type but I do know undoubted cases of extrasensory communication between members of Siberian tribes.” 

 Preparations for the trip took all the rest of the day. Once his part of the tasks was completed Martín said he was going to say goodbye to Tsegseg, since the woman had not planned to leave the cave at all. He walked from the camp to the hill where she was and climbed the steep slope. Upon reaching the vast enclosure where they had found the treasure, the boy visualized Tsegseg and her custodian sitting on the rock. Discreetly Batbayar retreated to the entrance of the cave to provide intimacy to the two young people. 

 The prolonged meeting was totally silent. Martín sat at the girl's feet and took her right hand in his. Tsegseg was looking hieratically forward like an Egyptian Goddess. The young man felt his mind was being explored by an external power, but the contact was ethereal, pleasant and without violence. Martín realized that various thoughts were being recorded in his psyche and lent himself passively to the experience, without attempting to challenge it or answer the thoughts. Finally he rose and kissed the girl's forehead; only then did he realize that Tsegseg was surrounded by a strange golden glow, which he did not know if it was real or simply a sensory experience. He walked to the exit of the room without turning back while a smile lit his face. He crossed with Batbayar to the exit of the cavern and began the descent of the slope. Meanwhile the contents received in the silent meeting with Tsegseg paraded through his mind. The girl would return to her world to fulfill her destiny. There she would give birth to their son and educate him to take charge of the destinies of the Mongolian people. The treasures found would be applied to the service of that cause. The last thought transmitted by the young woman was the most flattering. Tsegseg would call him, Martín, to join her when circumstances were propitious. 

 

 The next morning the expedition started back to its starting point. A trip of between two and three days on the sand was waiting them. At nightfall on the first day they came across a long line of Mongolian horsemen traveling in the opposite direction. The custodian who accompanied them, a very silent man, voiced something out loud that Bodniev translated. 

 “These are the warriors who are going to escort Lady Tsegseg and the treasure of her people.” 

 

 On the night of the second day they finally arrived at the Chojr station, from where they had departed twenty-two days before. The place was completely dark and they had to wait fifteen hours for the next train to return to Ulan Bator and from there travel back to Moscow first and then to New York by means of two Aeroflot flights. 

 The following morning Bodniev said goodbye in the same austere and mysterious manner in which he had previously appeared at the station. 

 “How will you return home?” asked Dennis. “How will you travel from this remote station in Mongolia?” 

 “The same way I arrived.” It was the laconic and enigmatic answer. 

 As they watched him go Debbie said. 

 “It hurts me to see Aman go like this, after everything we've shared, dangers and successes. It is unlikely that we will see him again. We do not even know where he lives, in what town his house is.” 

 “What is it that led him to collaborate with us?” Reflected Dennis.” Will Bluthund reward him in any way?” 

 "I do not know." Jack confessed frankly. "The community we call that name recruits its followers in very varied terms and strange ways.” 

 

 They decided to spend a day in Moscow before starting the trip back to New York in order to rest and relax the nervous and muscular tension they had accumulated for the period of almost a month. While Deborah, Selma, Dennis and Martín made a series of customary sightseeing in the Russian capital, Jack stayed at the hotel trying to make contact with his counterparts in Bluthund. 

 When at approximately 7:00 p.m. the travelers returned they found their companion having a drink in solitude in the bar attached to the hotel. His face showed good humor. 

 “Can we sit with you?” asked Debbie. 

 “Of course, but not here at the bar. Come, there is an empty table at the restaurant.” 

 For half an hour the newcomers were sharing impressions and memories and exhibiting photos of the sites they had visited. 

 “And what do you say? “ Asked Debbie. “You look happy.” 

 “First I could rest, which I needed more than I imagined.” 

 “And is that all you have to tell? 

 "No." Jack paused to stimulate the curiosity of the others. 

 “Well, spit it out!” urged Dennis. 

 “I had a long talk with my contact, in which I described the material of Baron von Ungern's diaries. I could not give many details because although some parts are written in German, which as you know I understand, most of it is in Russian, especially the last part.” 

 “So?” 

 “I was forced to scan several sections at random and send the information. An hour later they called me again. It seems that the material interests them a lot. I think they are even more interested than they were in Bogd Khan's treasure, which was what originally took us to Central Asia.” 

 “ How is that possible? “ The one who carried the lead in the questions was Dennis. 

 “I do not know with certainty, but it is evident that von Ungern's notebooks have touched a very sensitive fiber of our friends, more than a simple treasure in precious metals. We will find out when we arrive. They have planned a meeting for the day after tomorrow, but only with me since in it I will hand over von Ungern's diaries, the photos and filming obtained and my notes. Once they have been analyzed, a plenary meeting will be held with all the members of the expedition.” 



After the Bolshevik revolution of 1917 a Russian nobleman surrounded by an aura of mystical warrior continues the struggle in Mongolia and manages to restore the monarchy in that republic. Before falling into the hands of the Communists, he sends the Mongolian treasure to save it from his enemies.
In the current age the members of an informal community of researchers called Bluthund keep track of that treasure in the Gobi Desert facing attacks from fearsome Mongol bandits, terrible sandstorms and persecutions of another rival organization working in the shadows.
The findings in the Gobi lead them to a much more decisive search in Tibet with amazing and disturbing results.
A vibrant thriller that will keep you in suspense until the end.

From their early court to Albert's early death, the love affair between Queen Victoria and Prince Albert showed the Queen's warmer side, although their affection for each other was well documented, not least by Queen Victoria herself, who openly wrote in her diaries about her husband's love for Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, at least for Victoria.

     A few years before their involvement, Queen Victoria and Prince Albert met. The couple first met in 1836, when Albert visited his homeland in London to celebrate the 17th birthday of Princess Victoria. Although Victoria wrote later to her uncle, King Leopold I of Belgium, thanked him for presenting them. Until two and a half years later she really did not let Albert down.

     Albert had written to Victoria many times in the following years since the first meeting. His visit in the autumn of 1839 seems to have confronted her with stringinging him along. Whichever the reason, the result was good. Five days after arriving in Windsor, Victoria proposed to Albert as directed by custom.

     Writing about the proposal in her journal, Victoria recalled: "I told him that I thought he had to know why I wanted him to come here and that it would make me happy if he agreed with what I wanted (to marry me); we embraced each other again and again, and he was so kind, so affectionate; oh! I was, and I am, loved by an angel like Albert."

     So started a love affair as passionate as that depicted in Victoria by Jenna Coleman and Tom Hughes. While it would be easy to presume that the programmers ramped up things to raise their ratings, we know from the journal and correspondence of Victoria that they were genuine. And this is despite Beatrice's daughter doing diaries with her mom to take off any mention of the talk in her bedroom.

     Victoria and Albert  also often had their arguments, although it was a loving match, like most couples. Victoria was susceptible to tangling. Her mood swings were such that some historians claimed that she inherited her grandfather, George III's "illogicality." Despite the arguments, however, Albert was always able to get back into the good books of Victoria. She called him an 'angel' and wrote about her pride in his accomplishments, especially the 1851 Great Exhibition. Victoria was devastated when Albert died of typhoid fever in 1861. She wrote to her eldest daughter, also known as Victoria, asking: "How did I, who leaned on him for everything and everything, without whom I did nothing, moved no finger, arranged no print or photograph, put no robe or cap, if he did not approve of it, go on, live, move, help me in difficult times?"

     For the rest of her 40 years, Victoria mourned for Albert, pulling back from public life and wearing black. For many years, Victoria's grief was bordered on the obsessive. She was said to have ordered servants to bring hot water for her morning shave into her room. However, the myth that Victoria ordered London railings to be painted as a mark of black mourning was discredited.

The most amazing feeling in the world has been described as love that inspires you to do anything to make your lover happy in life. There have been some unusual love stories throughout the history of humanity. Where people have gone beyond the ordinary in true love and become a source of inspiration for future generations.

Master Nipuna continued "Our world has three continents Ekam, Dve and Trini.

We, manavas live on the Ekam continent. King Naresh of Indus defeated other manava kings to unite all of us under one banner. He was a brave warrior who died in the north in a fierce battle against demis. We manavas have witnessed a total of nine reigns of different kings of this dynasty. The current king is the tenth king, your father, king Vikrant is the tenth ruler of our continent. He has unparalleled courage and is one of the best rulers we ever had. 

Dve, the second continent is the home of monstrous half animals demis. Their bodies are half humans and half animals. They are stronger and bigger than us... Some even smarter than us. A normal demi can be a centaur which has horse legs and the human upper body... runs really really fast... one precise kick and you might even die. You can see other hybrids like various birds, snakes, tortoise and a lot of others with a human upper half. In the war, you will find these species as the common soldiers... just simple creatures with not much common sense... But the most dangerous demi that leads these simpletons is a Biac. A biac has wings like an eagle, a body built like a gorilla and a brain that functions like us... A fascinating hybrid beast who coordinates every attack. He can even talk in our language and naturally commands over all the beasts. 

Every 6 months, these beasts attack any random shore of our continent. In the past, we had a negotiation... a peace offering with one of the biacs and it told us that all they need is food and meat... That's it... We agreed on his terms but he then rejected and mocked us openly for our weakness."

Aryan who was burning red in the anger raised his hand "This is unacceptable. Mark my words, master, I'm going to eat one of them alive."

"SILENCE in my class... Don't ever try to speak in the class unless you have a doubt or you are being asked a question." ordered master Nipuna.

Though Aryan was fuming, he had to sit through the entire lecture. Master Nipuna proceeded his lecture  "So as I was saying, even if you face some sort of humiliation, you are the KING and the first and the most important job of the king is to PROTECT his PEOPLE at all cost. Nothing else is more important than this role.

As our traditions say that the oldest prince should inherit the throne, I want you (looking at Aryan) to be more careful with your words and your actions. How much ever you grow your strength, you are going against beasts that are stronger than you and their generals leading the war front smarter than you... Pick your enemies wisely.  

So now, the thing is that after these demis invade our lands, they steal the food, trees and sometimes even domestic animals like cows, chicken and sheep. They abduct children and women and take them back on their continent alive. Once you are abducted by them, you never return back from that hell. I will even say that death is better than going on that continent. 

We have sent some adventurers on the continent Dve to find out what they abduct little kids and women for. But nobody has found out that reason yet. Some adventurers have returned from that hell but when they return, they never go back to their normal lives. Most of them go crazy because of the horror they have witnessed while others just can't seem to get familiar with the environment. We have about 37 diaries of these brave adventurers and if any of you want the seriousness of the situation, I would suggest reading one of the diaries."

Master Nipuna looked into each prince's eyes. He could see the pure bloodthirsty anger on the red face of Aryan. Princess Vani had a horrified look on her face but at the same time, she was biting her lower lip in anger. The little prince was just stunned with no expression. 

(I want to read those diaries... or maybe visit this continent once I return back to present... why can't these demi creatures be cute furries like in the anime?) thought Vaibhav who was standing near the tree and observing the class to learn more about the world and the little prince's memories. 

Just to lighten up the mood master Nipuna proceeded with false hope to all the prince "Don't worry, your father, the king will definitely save the people and you three. So grow up at your own pace and excel in the skills that you are pursuing... Soon you will all join him in the war, so grow up to be fine warriors... Now leave all the gloominess out of you, because as they say never give up your hopes even in the tough situations.  

That brings us to the final continent Trini. The mysterious continent is a cursed land that we want to set our foot on to. But never in history, we have done it.  Still, we always have the false hope of this continent as our scapegoat if we find a good place on it to live rather than fighting in the fear of attacks from demis...

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