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QT: Finding Meaning

*** My health has been very poor this year alongside loosing my mother-in-law and cat so I'm sorry but this will be rewritten and finished when I'm well, I'm doing it all offline in my rare creative moments, hopefully with a more mature touch *** [WARNING: Mature Themes (smut, violence, murder, suicide, domestic violence, etc.)] --------- Waking up naked and alone with a murderer, without a single memory, she relies on System to understand her existence in another person's body. --------- Still don't know if you should read me? Here's a quick breakdown to help you make up your mind if this novel is right for you: This is my own twist on the QuickTransmigration System genre, giving it a more 'spiritual' twist. It explores sensitive themes throughout each arc and I will do my best to give trigger warnings at the start of chapters containing them. It is written in the first person and revolves around a female lead (FL). This is a weak-to-strong novel, she will have heavy flaws and make repeated mistakes and seem generally weak at the start, bear with her as she grows. Romance is a heavy theme within the story that contains a lot of smut, with more than one character. However, there is only one male lead in the end. The story is less about fluffy romance, instead, it's a journey of growth and self-discovery, revolving around the main storyline. Although, each Arc will have its own separate storyline that will have an impact on the main storyline with both new and reoccurring characters (so skipping arcs is not advised). I have currently written the rough drafts for four arcs at the point of writing this: 1. Ghosts & Guns 2. How do you keep a child alive in the Zombie Apocalypse? 3. Abducted by Aliens 4. Freed by the Fae Folk 5. .... --------- --------- Cover Art made by myself, using nightcafe AI Art, check out my page, I'm attempting to make novel art and character art for each arc: https://creator.nightcafe.studio/u/Raychbunni

Raychbunni · Khoa huyễn
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207 Chs

3.30

"Luna."

I turned to see a tall handsome man, with long blonde hair and a wide smile. 

"Your highness," I curtseyed beyond my control. Was I dreaming?

"Pfft," he waved his hand, "I've told you, call me Ty when we're alone."

"Ty," I rolled my eyes, adjusting my lengthy skirt. It was a deep burgundy dress, thick and velvet to keep out the cold. 

Snow fell gently onto my auburn curls, which cascaded past my slightly exposed and flushed red, cleavage.

"What are you doing out here? Enzo has been looking all over the ball for you."

"And he can keep looking," I scoffed to turn and lean against the granite balcony rail, staring at the elaborately designed flower garden below. I felt a longing to just jump over the edge and escape. 

"What has he done this time? Cut him some slack, father has been extra hard on him lately." Ty's hands gripped the tops of my arms, rubbing them up and down to warm me up.