My Strongest Angel Wife with a System
‘Love may not have a place in the weddings of this world, but wouldn’t it be happier to marry the one for you? I think so, too…’ Her thoughts trailed off as she finally reached the church’s door, but her gaze was still on Larkin’s face. ‘You have always been trying your best to create a better world for everyone. I wonder if you’re looking for someone you’d want to actually share your whole life with… with tons of political benefit or none...’ “I’ll find the person who’d make you happy...” Artie whispered while staring at the archduke and standing on his left, but Larkin only deepened his smile. “It’s not yet the time for wedding vows, Artie.” ... Promises were uttered, and vows were made. With the archduchy facing one of its darkest times, Artie Shen and Larkin Ellis decided to stand together against the horns of war and the clawed clutches of the past. Will their disguised platonic relationship blossom into something real for the sake of the archduchy? Or will it be for the loudest songs of their hearts? With a dual-route system that could turn her into the most powerful angel warriors in the land, watch Artie Shen conquer different quests and task to ensure her victory. In love and in war. [BOOK COMPLETED, SEASON 2 IS SIDE STORIES NOW] … [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/authordroopyghost/ Cover by Ying_
She's an Angel
The cold winds had blown into the gaps of the window. Herriot was still nursing a rather painful sting on his chest that he suffered from earlier. Clarissa and Rumina must have barely felt it, but they were only inconvenienced. However, the prince had to excuse himself from the dining table.
It was a rather late supper since they had just reached this inn in the next duchy that they would pass. He actually even passed out in pain earlier. He just woke up minutes before, and he thought of whether to open the window or not. The wind had gotten rather cold, but he really needed to breathe in the fresh air.
They were in an inn so there was no way Marissa would try to do something here. However, he still heard knocking on his door. The prince growled and wore a frown. He was getting really tired of the bothering. As he opened the door slowly, he huffed lowly. "Marissa, please. Stop bothering—"