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A burning library. A forbidden scroll. One man running through the ashes of knowledge. In the dying heart of Alexandria, as the greatest library in human history collapses into flame, Asvarion - a nameless scribe - carries two forbidden manuscripts and a sin he cannot wash away. Beside him, the wounded elder Ephrion clings to life, and the empire's soldiers close in. The order is absolute: burn every trace of the old world. But among the smoke and screams, Asvarion learns the truth - the fire is not a purge, it is a rewrite. The empire does not fear heresy. It fears memory. From the ruins of philosophy and science, from the blood of those who wrote and those who burned, begins the quiet rebellion of ink against the sword. The scrolls must live. Even if the men who carry them must vanish. A historical thriller about knowledge, faith, and the men who tried to save the light of the world from its own darkness. 🔹 Genre: Historical Fiction / Philosophical Thriller / Tragic Drama 🔹 For fans of Kingdom of Heaven, The Name of the Rose, and The Man from Rome 📅 New Chapter every Monday & Friday.

Seiya, a celestial being created by the Creator in 100 BC, embodies peace and starlight with their golden hair and red eyes. Seiya is neither male nor female, as they were created with features of both the Light goddess Aurora and the Dark goddess Azrael.

This is a work of dark historical fiction includes self-harm, suicide and death, scandal, psychological abuse, scenes and discussion around the topic of sexual, emotional trauma triggering scenes, reading this should have a strong senses and courage to understand the plot of the story. all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Betrayed by her royal blood and executed by order of her holy emperor father, Princess Myrrh Celestia Vailenor swore her vengeance with her dying breath. Returned by the grace of unknown to the moment before her fall, she will carve her path in blood, tear apart the family that betrayed her, and seize the throne by rebellion. "From death I will return, crowned not by grace but by blood, and the empire shall kneel in ruin." ©

"Tell me how to win this war, my lady... or I'll find another way to make you speak." Bound in silk, drawn close to the enemy she should despise, Lady Isolde finds herself trading strategy for stolen breaths. Lord Kael's questions cut as sharply as his blade, his voice a dangerous caress in the dark. She came to bargain for her freedom-yet every night, she wonders if the real risk is wanting to stay. During a bloody coup, Lady Isolde Renwick becomes the most dangerous prize of war. Her captor, the ruthless Lord Kael Dravorn, doesn't want ransom-he wants her counsel... and her presence in his tent every night. In the heat of candlelight, every whispered strategy feels like foreplay, and every touch of silk tightens more than her bonds.