Story cover for Heliotrope by LemonLoaf
Heliotrope
  • WpView
    Membaca 369
  • WpVote
    Vote 115
  • WpPart
    Bab 11
  • WpHistory
    Durasi 1h 56m
  • WpView
    Membaca 369
  • WpVote
    Vote 115
  • WpPart
    Bab 11
  • WpHistory
    Durasi 1h 56m
Bersambung, Awal publikasi Des 07, 2025
In a kingdom governed by threes and traditions reaching back to the very Founder, Calla must navigate the Accords and her own loyalties. Once dismissed as an outsider, she rises within the Krillian court's careful cruelty, the King's favor finding her more than some believe it should.

Ares Valebrand, her shadow and sentinel, gathers half-lies and hidden knowledge, building the steps she climbs toward power. Yet as Calla grows more entangled in the politics of the rival courts, whispers turn to screams inside of her, and her body bears marks she cannot fully remember. Symbols that feel less like scars and more like pleads.

Note: Please let me know your thoughts in the comments!!! It is very appreciated.
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
Daftar untuk menambahkan Heliotrope ke perpustakaan kamu dan menerima pembaruan
atau
#92courtintrigue
Panduan Muatan
anda mungkin juga menyukai
anda mungkin juga menyukai
Slide 1 of 9
The Teal Book cover
The Model Spy cover
Credence cover
WHERE THE ROAD BREAKS  cover
Secret Nerd Crush cover
A Simple Melody cover
#loveyourself cover
The Elevated cover
CLOUD NINE  cover

The Teal Book

24 bab Bersambung

The screens on the sides of buildings were already on, advertising Particle City as if it were a perfect world. Ads of the Emperor and his dazzling smile. Posters of "happy" street-sweepers. And on the side, there was a large image of a Particle City worker facing the city's symbol with these words in-between: 'Til Death Do Us Part. A couple of days ago, those pictures would've reassured her. Comforted her. And now, it only clawed sharper at the odd ache in her chest. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the dystopian society of Particle City, happiness is shoved so far down a person's throat, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not anymore. Most everyone there is internally crumbling, but under their commander, humanity is simply a suggestion. So they put on a happy face and do their work. Astra is one of the thousands upon thousands of victims trapped in this vicious cycle of fake smiles and oppression that seems unbreakable. When she finds out the secrets of her beloved society, things unravel into a rebellion she never saw coming.