The Archduke's Songbird
***Completed*** Lady Jessamyn brought home a ten-year-old orphan when she was eight. He was handsome ^_~. She provided him with a place to stay and warm meals. As they grew up, she desired to marry him, despite their differing statuses. As war raged, he signed up for the military, promising to ask for her hand when he was worthy. Two years later, he became more than what he promised he would be. He became the Archduke of Ayberia. But he broke her heart by marrying her friend. Years rolled away; life happened. She married a man who loved her and fell madly in love with him. She didn't think of him again. But fate was cruel; she was widowed at the age of twenty-one. She lost everything. Seven years later, she met a mysterious wolf while she was out at work in the Archduke's fief. She had a fall. The next morning, she found herself on the Archduke's bed. Did fate bring them together again? Or something nefarious is at play? Is this a chance for a second love? Will she find out why he abandoned her in the past? Is it possible to rekindle their old love, or is it too late? ----- Join me in this journey. Your comments and votes are appreciated. Gift me to motivate me. Updates will be daily.
Her Trust
"We saw her starting to turn," Jerrick pressed, his tone edged with both curiosity and disbelief. "There's no stopping it once it begins. We both know that too well. How did Isadora stop her shift?"
He couldn't shake the image of Isadora's eyes, once human, glowing with a feral gold as her claws began to form. It was a process that couldn't be undone, as irreversible as the march of time itself.
Jerrick had scoured the ancient texts in Theodulf's library, searched through every obscure tome and forgotten spell. They all said the same thing: a shifter's transformation was absolute, a fate sealed by the first pulse of broken heart. No enchantment could halt it, let alone reverse it.