Webnovel Author: XanaTrygg - Novel Collection

"Just forget this all ever happened." Even though her eyes were detached and cold, the way they flickered around my face fazed me. She averted her gaze to her breakfast. "And take your friend with you after you're done."

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

"And still," he continued, "I find you incredibly lonely... And unbelievably beautiful."

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

"This is a huge responsibility, son, that I'm sure you'll be able to meet and surpass with creases." He pinned the turquoise medal in his chest. "For freedom..."

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

"Listen to me, Alec. Never, NEVER in your wildest dreams, tell anyone about this." She squeezed harder. "Promise me."

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

Now, almost every transportation method was exclusively magnetic. Airspace maps map out "invisible" lines, guiding the automatic driving system in every car, bus, train, plane, or magnetic motorcycle. Of course, old-fashioned wheels are still used, specially for those eccentric enough to keep, restore, and maintain the antique goods.

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

"Make us all proud, young man. Now go, I still have a bunch of brats to attend to." She hurried him out, dropping his tests results in his hand to deliver them to the Chief General.

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

"No Neuralink divergence, no increase in the neural charge either. No fever or increased heart rate... But I'm not surprised." Dr. Amanda Hall said, lifting her dark eyes from the board, a small smile on her face.

Theryon System: ENGAGED

Sci-fi · XanaTrygg

Shivers ran down my spine as I hurriedly closed the door behind me, eager to put the unsettling encounter behind me.

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen

"What I mean, Sephora," I declared, "is that from now on, you are no longer my handmaid."

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen

However, the tranquil beauty of the garden prevented me from lifting my dress and hastily retreating to the palace. In my imagination, I envisioned locking myself in my room, refusing entry to anyone until the wedding was called off. Perhaps, with Sephora's assistance and some coins from the treasury, I could embark on a new life as a middle-class citizen. Yet, my lack of experience beyond the palace walls suggested I would likely be swiftly apprehended. It's a pity, I thought, that he possesses such good looks without the communication skills to match.

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen

"Oh, Sephora!" I pulled her into an embrace and in that brief moment, I felt a profound sense of gratitude. I was grateful to have her, I was grateful to have a friend.

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen

"Enough of such imagination, Aiyana. Focus on the potential positive aspects of your marriage to the King," she said, loosening the corset with a pull of the ropes. As it came undone, my lungs breathed a sigh of relief. "I leave for a few minutes, and those dressmakers have ruined your chignon. Trust me to leave you in capable hands." She muttered under her breath.

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen

My older sister, Aurelie, had always told me "A monarch is merely a servant with a distinguished title." Embracing this truth early on was essential for the kingdom's well-being, even if she didn't mention that it was equally vital for my own.

Cupid Royale

Fantasy · The_Vntage_Pen