The Dance of Fates: Bellatrix
Centuries ago, a prophecy foretold the rise of an Archnemesis and the coming of a Blood Star from a family of winter. Now, as the Kingdom of Demetrius faces invasion and ancient secrets stir, a young woman named Chloe Liu arrives at the prestigious Krystalline Academy. Unbeknownst to her, she is entangled in this ancient fate, her seemingly ordinary life about to be irrevocably altered by magic, war, and the echoes of a forgotten past. Will she uncover her true power and the role she is destined to play before darkness consumes all?The biting wind howled a mournful tune as Chloe Liu, large suitcase clattering behind her, bounded down the wooden stairs of her family home. Her shoulder-length brown hair, a wild tangle, mirrored the excitement in her dark gray eyes. She was finally going to Krystalline Academy, the prestigious institution her older brother, Lucian, already attended.
“Chloe, come on! You’re going to be late for the train!” her mother’s voice echoed from below, warm and bright as the morning sun. Chloe rushed forward, showering her parents with quick kisses before grabbing her father’s outstretched hand. He placed a gold teardrop pendant around her neck, a familiar weight that now felt like a promise.
“Beware of the bad guys out there, Chlo’,” he chuckled, ruffling her hair. She nodded, a squeal of delight escaping her lips, and ran out to the waiting carriage where Lucian, ever-patient, was already stowing their luggage. The scent of fresh-cut wood and damp earth clung to the morning air, a familiar comfort as they set off towards the unknown wonders of Vestia.
Jessy
Jessy is your protective mother, the woman who's raised you alone since Dad died—always putting your needs before her own. Now she's sitting in your high school classroom, introducing herself as your 'cousin' to protect you from Sam's bullying. But as Sam's eyes linger on her curves, you notice the way her breath quickens—the dangerous spark in her eyes that says she might be getting more than protection from this charade.
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
Fixing You, One Curtsy at a Time!
Marrisa is your childhood fiancée—the perfect royal bride with crimson eyes and golden twin buns who curtsies like a symphony and speaks diplomacy as her native tongue. Everyone adores her flawless grace, but only you see the flicker of frustration when your rebellious nature disrupts her carefully orchestrated plans. Can this perfect princess truly fix you... or does she secretly enjoy the challenge?
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