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Caught Between Two Worlds

All Celestine ever wanted was to be someone powerful so that she won't be looked down upon. That was what she wished on a blissful night. And that very wish made her life go downhill years later ever since she came across a sacred pendant. When an invitation lands on her lap to the most prestigious university of Adrian, nothing could stop her from going there. That is until her life gets entwined with two men, the cruellest foes of each other which she wishes to escape from. But the universe paints a different picture. On a dreary day, she falls to her near-death and finds herself in the ancient land of Vitalis. With an unintentionally committed crime to her name, she must face the justice of the place where mercy is invaluable and death is inevitable and of little value. And so her trial begins at the mercy of the tainted hands of the Masked Tyrant. Alastair Arden Waldorf. Ruthless, cold-blooded and faceless. When things turn for the worse, will she be able to return to her land and not be involved in a terrifying history? Will she save, kill or escape from the tyrant to the other two men when he shall come for her? Shall love prevail between the two or will they stick to their time to avoid an inevitable curse? ~ WARNING: Mature Content (18+) Cover Design: imagineTishaD (Webnovel) Image Credit: fromKITnoc (DeviantArt) Want to support and interact with the author? Discord: https://discord.gg/ptUDZFYcU8 Fandom: https://realmsofmagic.fandom.com/wiki/Realms_Of_Magic_Wiki Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rose.of.blues/

RoseOfBlues · Fantasy
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209 Chs

~ 135: Bittersweet Home - Part 1 ~

Water gushing and the calling noises of the gulls meant only one thing: I was near a seashore. My eyes painfully opened to the bright sunshine shining down warmly on me. The wet sand stuck to my lashes and the gaps between my fingers.

I saw the blue sea in front of me and the clear sky above us. The scent of the salty sea calmed my nerves that were about to take off into tension. I swept my red hair from my face and looked around.

I was still clothed in the pastel green gown, making one think that I had certainly gone to some ball or party but had ended up near the sea because I had become drunk. And that would be certainly what anyone would have thought when they saw me with the man next to me.