KrystalMoonshine
In a city where souls are chained and obedience is law, Krystal was born without a frequency.
No collar can hold her.
No king can command her.
No god can hear her.
She survives by scavenging dead machines, collecting broken things, and pretending she is nobody.
Until the King's executioner looks at her...
...and hears nothing.
General Erik Valerius commands thousands.
He has crushed rebellions, burned cities, and never once disobeyed.
But the moment Krystal doesn't kneel, she becomes the first thing in his world he cannot control.
He calls it containment.
She calls it a library.
She wants the gentle lord who hides her in the dark.
The warlord wants to drag her into the light and put a crown on her throat.
One girl.
Two men.
A city built on chains.
And a glitch powerful enough to break it.
Dark fantasy. Obsessive slow-burn. Enemies to lovers. You were warned.
(Enemies more like just me silently nodding on their body pretending or not pretneding to bark at him he.he.he.he)