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Banished From My Village And Mated To The Cursed Heir And His Brothers

[MATURE CONTENT] In a land plagued by creatures with a centuries old curse, the villagers of Ironedge are separated from the forest of Azar by beaded shaman strings to protect them from the dangers beyond. Yué was born different—silver hair the color of the moon and two toned eyes, the hue of shimmering gold and the Tamir ocean. Ever since he and his father moved to Ironedge 15 years ago, more beast attacks have been happening along the borders, causing the villagers to fear them. But when the Governor of Ironedge falls for Yué's unnatural beauty and his advances are rejected, he brings Yué to trial unfairly. For craving the touch of men, he is cast out into the forbidden Azar forest as all the others who were guilty before him to be devoured by wolves. But right when they start chomping, The Cursed Heir of Mythos himself saves Yué and brings him into a world of magic, danger, and secrets pertaining Yué’s family past he never knew existed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What to expect in this novel? - Dark Fantasy - Cultivation - Original Lore - There's curses, Chinese gods, and other cultures weaved into the areas around the map. - Fighting - Elves and magic and mythical creatures, including Wendigo's. So much more! Come check it out and be sure to join the discord! Discord: https://discord.gg/RHZcxJu8DM

TheLastRemnants · Fantasy
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56 Chs

26.| A Game Played Wrong

No pain came to Yuè. 

Someone had stopped him.. 

Yuè opened his eyes, finding Marcellus' crimson gaze. His hand was curled around the blade, blood dripping down his arm and wrist from how tightly he grabbed it. 

"Foolish pet." Marcellus' lips upturned into a smirk that boiling rage screaming through him. How dare he? How dare he!

Yuè wrenched the blade from Marcellus', uncaring if he caused more damage before lunging forward to stab him in the right side of his chest.

"How dare you!" He spat. The tears that burned his vision this time were of pure rage, and unbeknownst to him, his eyes burned a glowing red that rivaled that of the dark skinned man's own. 

"Do you think my life is a game to be toyed with?! How dare you!" He shouted again. 

Gunter was awake now, his eyes opened as he held both hands out between the two. "Please don't fight. I don't know what's going on but we can all just talk about it."