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Fates and Thrones

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Reads 417
Votes 41
Parts 35
Time 2h 55m

Mature

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In a land where myths collide and mortals walk the line between gods and monsters, Aleesia and Ajita are bound by destiny and torn by choice. As heirs to a legacy of forgotten power, the sisters must navigate a treacherous path through the labyrinth of their fates, unraveling the secrets of a realm where Nordic and Greek mythologies entwine.

Deceit lurks behind every throne, and the gods' games demand a price. Betrayals cut deep, love is fragile, and the trials of ascension could either shatter their spirits or awaken the divine within them. In a race against time, Aleesia and Ajita must decide: will they become pawns in the gods' eternal war, or will they rise as queens of their own making?

Fates and Thrones is a tale of courage, sisterhood, and sacrifice, set in a richly woven world where destiny is a force to be defied and the ascent to power is as perilous as the fall.

In a land where myths collide and mortals walk the line between gods and monsters, Aleesia and Ajita are bound by destiny and torn by choice. As heirs to a legacy of forgotten power, the sisters must navigate a treacherous path through the labyrinth of their fates, unraveling the secrets of a realm where Nordic and Greek mythologies entwine.

Deceit lurks behind every throne, and the gods' games demand a price. Betrayals cut deep, love is fragile, and the trials of ascension could either shatter their spirits or awaken the divine within them. In a race against time, Aleesia and Ajita must decide: will they become pawns in the gods' eternal war, or will they rise as queens of their own making?

Fates and Thrones is a tale of courage, sisterhood, and sacrifice, set in a richly woven world where destiny is a force to be defied and the ascent to power is as perilous as the fall.

⚠️ This book contains major triggers for some readers. Details will be included at the end of the story, but I encourage you to go in blind for the full experience.All Rights Reserved

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His mistress by white-scar

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

Who we were before fate by Ghost_Writer007

I once had faith in life, when everything was alright Dreams that were so big, now they do not exist I question my self, with grief within, I won't see who I should of been For the person I am is not truly me, I question my identity Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive Her helpless mind, lost some time. Her heart completed, soon depleted Her dreams were strong, where did she go wrong? Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive I don't know him or her, it's become such a blur The truth will come, they no need to hide For I can see the truth in their lies A choice will be offered Life or death How could I chose, I don't understand just yet Both ways are right, they both put up a fight One is bad, but wears a mask A mask of peace, but lies they hide To make a choice, in so little time Join me for my battle for it is time Demetria is a small town girl. She has the perfect life, perfect family, and perfect husband, or so it seems. She had achieved her goals in life, landing the job she always wanted. The home that she always dreamed of, built just for her. It seemed everything was always lined up for her. But she is not perfect. There are faults that she had left in the past. Things she had long buried with imperfections. What will happen when those faults are actually not faults. Instead, they are apart of a better side of her self. Things begin to spiral out of control, perfection no longer existent. Will she be able to find her true reason for creation? Will she come to terms with the truth that everyone hides? When your left to question everything in life, including reality... Will you be able to cope, forgive, and understand. Or will you fall, give up without understanding? Demetria's story begins here. But first, let me take you back, before I take you forward. Her story begins some thousands of years ago. In the heavens where the gods them selves live.

Echoes Of Eternity | ONC 2025 by WinterMelody_98

⭐️ ROUND 2 ONC 2025 AMBASSADORS PICK 🏆 ROUND 2 ONC 2025 WINNER Once, she was Hesperia, the Goddess of Fate and Destiny-a deity erased from myths, her name buried by insecure Olympians who feared her power. Stripped of divinity, she faded into oblivion... until now. Reincarnated as a mortal woman named Theia, she awakens to a world that has long forgotten her. But echoes of her past whisper in her dreams, and fragments of her lost power stir within her soul. Theia refuses to be erased again. Defying prophecy, she vows to reclaim her place among the gods-not as their pawn, but as their equal. With each challenge, she defies fate, gathering allies and unearthing ancient secrets the gods never wanted revealed. As she rises, Olympus trembles. For the power they tried to bury has returned-this time, unchained.

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[Part 1 | Completed ✓] Allea's life can be summed up in one word; waste. Looking back all she saw was a girl running behind things, things that never belonged to her. The thought of having another chance never crossed her mind, yet here she was. Staring at the reflection of her sixteen-year-old self, the time when Allea, herself, started it all. //Rebirth// /Warning;/Use of profanities./ ┉ [Ruji: Please know that my knowledge lacks, so there might be mistakes, go easy on me. Please no hate/ shit-talking in the comments. Thank you!] [ I, Ruji, take no credits of pictures or art of any kind used inside this book, all credits go to the rightful owners.] This work is only published here on wattpad and Inkitt, and all rights are under @itsrujihere. [Disclaimer: This work is only published on watt/pad and In-kitt under profile: itsrujihere. The complete rights of the work: Allea belongs under this profile and Ruji. If you're reading [Allea] on some platform other than watt/pad(Unless I, Ruji, say so) then, I'm pretty sure they are stealing my work (i.e, a site that's name start with novel), please don't support the thief.]

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His mistress

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.