Better Dead Than Yours
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Contenido adultoContinúa2h 14m
Última publicación sáb, abr 18, 2026
After the War of the Fractured Crowns, the kingdoms built Aurevane Academy; a gilded institution where royal heirs are trained in warfare, diplomacy, and control. No ruler would ever rise uncontested again.
Athelia Payton Verdanor was never meant to attend.
Hidden from the world as the secret daughter of a forgotten throne, she arrives as the first female heir in five decades, determined to reclaim what was stolen from her kingdom.
Standing in her path are two princes: Lionel Lysander, the golden Light Prince beloved by all. And Mythias Vindex, the feared Dark Prince sworn as her enemy.
Beneath Aurevane Academy lies a forbidden relic, when Athelia and Mythias destroy it, an ancient curse binds them. Their wounds mirror. Their fates entwine. The only way to break it?
A true love's kiss. A cruel joke considering their souls are carved with the same vow: Better dead than yours.
With kingdoms preparing for ascension and betrayal brewing in every corridor, Athelia must decide...
End the curse.
Or take the crown.
Because in Aurevane, power is forged in gold. And love? Love might be the most dangerous weapon of all...
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