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The Tyrant's Accidental Consort

“It’s not the stars that hold my destiny, I do.” Nesrin had lived a life which was never truly hers, she followed the path laid for her by others to fit in and to make everyone happy. She was a school prodigy, and pursued a career in the medical line as per her mother's wish. But this kind of life was suffocating her, and so when her last day came there was no grief, but her heart was full of so many regrets. Just when she thought everything would end, Nesrin found herself in the life of a character from her favorite novel. However, even in this world her fate was already decided. She has transmigrated inside a character that lives a short life and dies tragically. This time she will not be bound by her destiny. She will pave her own path and live the life she has always dreamt of. However, a life inside the palace is not as easy as it seems. This world of fantasy is much harsher than the world she came from. Can she really uphold her bold words? ____ "You are the worst" he whispered against her ear, "The worst kind of person who makes me feel so right, so out of control" When she didn't protest, he leaned in closer to her and touched her lips with his. That was all-just a touch, small, soft and teasing tempting touch. His gaze lifted to meet hers. "But if I can see you like this...this look on your face as if you want it all. I don't mind practicing a little control." Nesrin wanted to run away, he was like a fire that could devour her whole. She knew it would lead to no good endings, but a small part of her wanted to see how close she could get to this fire without burning. ____ Newest Novel: The Duke's Secret Sin Kindly check it out and let me know your honest feedback ^^ Please note that the novel can only be found by searching the title, not through my profile [Discord: discord.gg/4SnntNfgsP ] [The cover picture is not mine and has been taken from pinterest, all credit goes to the respective owner.]

Alancaster · Fantasia
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212 Chs

Shadows of Warmth

The raging and falling of the wild waves shoved the two over a frozen shore. Nesrin was shivering and trembling as she desperately gasped for air, fearful that the storm would plunge her in once again, she was still afraid of the waves, the horror she saw inside.

Izekiel was the first to regain himself and he offered his hand to help her up, "We can't stay here for long."

Anna closed her eyes and tried to steady her breaths.

"Thank you."

The wet clothes clung to her skin as the cold seeped into her soul. She was too weak to say anything as she and Izekiel walked over the drenched snowy path.

Even though Noah had healed the damage to her core, she was yet to regain her strength. There was barely any mana left to heal her exhausting core and weakening self.

Nesrin felt useless as she could do nothing but lean into Izekiel. His hand on her shoulders was firm, it made her feel safe and she wanted to have him feel that too.