The Chaos itself !

The Chaos itself !

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"I'm Ashley, the blessed child of Goddess Horita, or so I thought. My life was turned upside down when I discovered the shocking truth - I was swapped at birth! Can you believe it? I mean, I always knew I was special, but this is just ridiculous. "It turns out, I'm the imperial Princess of Emperor Theodor Calanthor and Empress Elena Calanthor.Oh no, I've been robbed of my luxurious life by the cunning Archduke of the empire. That guy's got some serious skills in the whole 'backstabbing' department. "But, as fate would have it, I ended up with a loving family who's been keeping me grounded. My dad's always cheering me on, my mom's always on my case about something, and my big bro's always covering for me when I get into mischief. It's been a pretty sweet life, if you ask me. "That is, until the day my world came crashing down. I learned the truth about my birth, and let me tell you, it's been a wild ride ever since. I've got a destiny to fulfill, and it involves saving the empire from the clutches of the demon king. No big deal, right? "But here's the thing - the demon king, Demetrius Volpir, He's imprinted me as his mate, and wants me to become his wife. Can I really leave my normal, playful life behind for this cunning demon king? I'm not sure, but one thing's for sure -They have messed with the chaos itself...hahaha...
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This is the Emperor. I think. Alexandr. Queen Victoria's grandson, the foreign British power. I feel his blood beat, thin, beneath his paper skin, in those blue veins. Something amiss. Something that's too weak in the Russian snow, the turned earth. His hand is cold against my cheek, thumb winding through my coiled hair. "How can I thank you for saving my son's life?" He runs a thumb against my lower lip, waiting. Not pressing, just hoping with bated breath. The walls are thin. The walls whisper. I pull away with a cold smile. I catch my eyes in his gaze, the forbidding ice of my home. Of what the snow made me. The wild, black hair of a vědma. "Haven't you heard? I'm the devil, Alexandr. You don't want to bed me unless you wish to lose your soul." *** A parallel universe where Rasputin was born as Matryona Grigorievna Rasputina. There was real magic. And the tsar most certainly fell under her spell. When she falls, so too will St. Petersburg. *** DARK FANTASY (UPDATES WEEKLY) COPYRIGHT 2018 BY SOPHIA WHITTEMORE. All Rights Reserved.

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