Yours lovingly, Mystery face (episodic novel)
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  • LECTURAS 6
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  • Partes 1
  • Hora <5 mins
Continúa, Has publicado dic 16, 2015
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Half of her face was never revealed to the world after that horrific accident. The other half, however, was beautiful enough to draw attention and pity from everywhere. 
Her modesty was never questioned and her kindness reminded people of all the great saviors the world had. Nobody, though, was ever able to understand the pain she thought she had to live with for the rest of her lonely life....
Until the day he arrived, from the sky, to change everything around.


Set in the Tudor era where beauty was a jewel to women and virtue was meant to be robbed and ripped apart, explore the love life of a woman with half a face and her man who arrived from the stars...
What the people didn't know, was that some rumors remain etched in the memories, 
others make histories, 
and some are buried deep within our hearts.
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Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine. (this is my very first novel. I got my inspiration from a nail clipper)
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Ardent Friend has already witnessed the Fall. The cities of Earth torn apart and those that remain forced to hide in dungeons for safety. What started as a joyous merging of worlds ended in nightmares as Rift Walkers, the enemies of all life, ravaged all they could find. The bone white abominations picked the world apart and at the end of it all, Ardent dies failing to find the hope to turn things around. When his eyes open however, Ardent discovers he has been sent back to a time before the Fall. With a second chance, Ardent swears to make things right, to prepare the world before it becomes too late. To do that, he must become stronger and head back to the reality where everything began. Back to the time when the world of Areithia was all just a game.