Deceitful Allure (Around the fireplace series)
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The light of the fireplace cast long shadows on the wall, the fire reflected in the eyes of the woman sitting on the couch with a blanket over her shoulders.
She had a bittersweet smile on her face as her mind traveled to the past days, nights long passed, nights she shared with her family when she was a kid. Memories she hoped to bring alive if possible.
First story: a story adaptation of a popular folklore in Nigeria; The Princess and the half man;
Cruel, ruthless, vicious, and heartless-these were the whispered titles that followed her in the shadows. But why should it matter? In a world where only the victor writes the history, where might reigns supreme, there is no such thing as right or wrong-only the relentless quest for power. Only the strongest survive, and only the king can enforce the game's very rules.
Welcome to the world of Princess Emajiri, the formidable Princess of Enale. Armed with breathtaking beauty, a sharp wit, and an unwavering pride, she believed she was untouchable, destined to conquer all who dared cross her path. But destiny is a cunning adversary, and soon she would find herself at the mercy of an unexpected twist.
Embark on a gripping journey through Emajiri's tale-a story entwined with mystery, betrayal, and a fierce battle for survival that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Are you ready to uncover the secrets that lie within?
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Ruthless. Her mother's eyes pleaded silently with hers, the brown pools blurring with anger and sadness, ❝They call you ruthless, Akira, you understand right? You need to stop this madness. Right this second-❞ She cut her mother off, turning the emerald ring that sat on her middle finger. A venomous laugh left the threshold of her rose tinted lips, ❝Every great story begins with a little madness, mother. And my story has just begun.❞ ┅┅┅┅┅┅┅ ✾ Maharani Akira Singh - the one who was as invincible as the Goddesses that lounged above. Just as untouchable, just as drunk on power and just as oblivious to the darkness of the world that bubbled underneath her own two feet. Akira was the embodiment of the one in control - whether it was of herself or of the world she so elegantly ruled. But when you're a mortal pretending to be a God, nothing lasts. Your world will crumble and you will crumble with it - disintegrating into bits and pieces. You will be pushed off the throne you had been worshipped at and while Akira might be prideful, even knew it. She knew that one day her fall would come - taking down her reign and leaving her to rule the ruins. But what she didn't know was that it would come in the form of a man. A suitor, a foreigner, a quick-witted prince: Yuvraj Kartik chauhan. Life is never simple when you're royalty, especially when there are people ready to slice your throat at every turn, every downfall and every place where darkness falls. So what will you do? Will you build up a wall high enough to ward everyone off, succumbing to your own loneliness? Or will you trust the one person you weren't supposed to? ✾ ------------ [Trigger warning - Mentions of blood, gore and war.] [Word count: 40k - 50k] © dyysfunctional_bitxh [2021]
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