OATHBORNE: BEFORE THE CROWN FELL

OATHBORNE: BEFORE THE CROWN FELL

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Before they were kings, they were fractured boys. Saint Helier's Academy hides its scars behind ivy-covered walls and polished names. But beneath the Latin mottos and legacy crests, seven boys are learning how to survive the quiet war of privilege, power, and pain. Caelan Sterling wears silence like a second skin-an heir born with a crown too heavy for his spine. Darian Wolfe is all fire and fists, punching shadows no one else can see. Julius Vexley, precise and untouchable, is cracking under a perfection no one asked him to carry. And others are coming-each stranger, lonelier, more haunted than the last. They do not fit. They do not bend. But together, they will build something greater than blood: A brotherhood. Unbreakable. Unforgiving. And destined to rise. This is the beginning. Before the empire. Before the betrayals. Before the vow that changed everything.
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