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𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲... 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭. For most of her twenty-one years of life, 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙖𝙡𝙮𝙣 has lived in a gilded cage. Though as any young woman would, the princess longs for one thing only; freedom. Freedom to run into the sea, to dance under the sun... to be her very own. Sadly, as merely a pawn in a king's game and with war looming on the horizon, she is asked to put aside desire for duty. Destined to wed 𝙎𝙚𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣. A rakish brute of a prince from a heathen country without summer, in need of an heir and a broodmare to produce it. However, when an attempt is made on her life, Rosalyn is assigned a sworn-protector. 𝙎𝙞𝙧 𝙂𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙩 The Butcher; a faceless knight of the Faith and retired crusader with haunted eyes and a penchant for gardening. The soft-spoken knight is unlike anyone she's ever met. A grumpy enigma always hidden beneath a helm. 𝘐𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦... When the threat of war increases, The Butcher is tasked with transporting the princess in secret. A perilous journey that will test not only Geralt's skill as a knight, his faith, his patience, but perhaps even his self control as a mere man. For when forbidden desire blooms, two questions arise: 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦... 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?

He just wanted a family. Eventually, at least, since he's still in college. But nothing in life is fair, and after mistakenly hooking up with Anita at a party, he might never have the normal life he dreamed of. There's a part of this world lurking under the surface. It's dark. And angry. And hungry. And it's sunk its claws into Nikolai. Come on you hermit, you never fight back Why don't you play with bows and arrows? Why don't you dance like You're sick in your mind? Why don't you set your wings on fire? Come on you hermit, why don't you play nice? Why don't you toy with sex and violence? Why don't you stare back Into my huge eye? Why don't you set my wings on fire? -Glass Animals Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of violence, assault, blood, and disturbing imagery. If any of that sounds upsetting to you, please take care of your mental health and we'll see you in another story.

This isn't written in a traditional novel style. It's cinematic and dialogue-driven-meant to feel like scenes playing out rather than long narration. If you prefer character interaction, tension, and atmosphere over heavy description, this story is for you. A thunderstorm rages outside. A child searches for comfort. A mother whose presence is far more terrifying than the storm itself. Nyla Kryven is cold. Lethal. Unyielding- yet somehow, she becomes the only anchor in Ren Kaelis' unraveling world. This is a story of fear and awe... of a bond that shouldn't exist, yet does- strange. fragile. dangerous real.

Sasha was never supposed to find out the truth. About her past. About her power. About the god whose blood runs through her veins. Now a Scion of Ra, Sasha is thrust into a hidden world of gods and magic. With her best friend Xiaoli at her side, she travels to Egypt in search of the answers she's spent her life chasing. But as the line between friendship and something more begins to blur, Sasha must decide how much she's willing to lose for the truth.