Veil of Iron and Vengeance
By @john1208
It all starts with a desperate chase through the rain-slicked alleys of Zhalor. I was supposed to be a cold-blooded mastermind, orchestrating the ruin of the Magistrate who orphaned me and my little brother, Dantel. But my ruthless revenge plot halts when a terrifying prophetic nightmare reveals my arrogant academic rival, Zavien, standing over my burning body. To survive, I take the vows of the Silent Sisters, donning a hideous, metal-plated monstrosity of a robe to swear off men and repel him forever. It’s the perfect cover to scheme in peace - until my inherent, foolish need to help people ruins everything. While sprinting away from Zavien to maintain my cover, my bulky, ugly cowl accidentally deflects an assassin's poisoned dart meant for his throat. Instead of being disgusted by my devout celibacy, my rival becomes fiercely, obsessively protective. He shadows my every move, dismantling my carefully laid plans with his infuriatingly magnetic presence. But as the Magistrate's terrifying - yet surprisingly sympathetic - motives come to light, the true danger approaches. When the real threat corners me, will Zavien be the executioner from my nightmares, or the only shield standing between my brother and certain death?
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Midnight Chimes and Madness
By @john1208
Yvelis is exhausted. Between raising her fragile younger brother Levin and navigating the venomous high society of Obregia, she has no time for prophetic nightmares. But when a terrifyingly vivid dream shows the dreaded Inquisitor Zilar executing them both, she decides the best survival strategy is absolute social ruin. After being publicly dumped and humiliated at the Chime Festival, Yvelis seizes the moment - smearing cake on her face, howling, and acting like an unwashed lunatic to ensure Zilar is thoroughly repulsed. Instead, her erratic outburst resonates with the city's ancient Soul-Carillon, magically tethering her life-force directly to Zilar's. Now, they share every bruise and heartbeat. Trapped in a melancholic alliance with her prophesied murderer, Yvelis tries to survive the deadly trials meant to 'purify' soulbound couples. But when she gets blackout drunk on gloom-wine and sarcastically blurts out the prophecy to him, their dynamic shifts from hostile to dangerously magnetic. As they grow closer, Yvelis uncovers a horrifying truth: the ultimate reward for surviving the trials isn't freedom, but a deadly trap. Can she rewrite fate before the chimes toll their end?
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