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EX Class Destiny Hunter

OuterDarkness
Several years ago, in the year 2099, the world as we know it fractured. The sky—what we once understood as it—cracked, revealing that Earth was never alone; it was merely an island in a shattered multiverse. The realms of Hell, the Immaterium, and other forgotten lands collided with it, dragging the remnants of Earth into a war of incomprehensible scale. The deities of old, once thought to be immortal, mysteriously perished in the first collapse, leaving only a handful of their kind behind. Their remnants—treasures and artefacts—now grant power to mortals at a devastating cost. Battle lines have been drawn between the demons from Hell and the daemons from the Immaterium. Even worse, the Chaos Gods—beings far beyond mortal comprehension—whisper madness into the minds of the desperate, seeking to fracture what remains of sanity and order. Yet the horrors of the present are merely reflections of something far greater.
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The Duke’s Bargain

“What did you say?” Félix asked. She repeated, “Name your price.” “What is that supposed to mean?” His voice had tapered off with an unreadable emotion that got her weak in her knees, but she held out her chin. “Didn't you once offer to pay me off? Now, make me an offer I cannot refuse. Otherwise, I will go in there"—she gestured toward the Ball—"and make everyone think you dragged me out here to take advantage of me. I know exactly what that would do to your reputation.” “Say. That. Again,” Félix said through gritted teeth as he inched closer to her. ====================== She hadn’t meant to upset him or, worse, blackmail him. She didn’t even know who he was; she only knew he looked important because of how regally he stood in the moonlit dark. Estella was the baron of Cleverdale’s youngest, born into a hard life and always kept on her toes. Her stepsisters hated her. The baroness loathed her. And her father, the only one she called family, shattered her heart when he sold her to Viscount Alistair Ravensdale to cover up his misdeeds. The night of Lady Agatha’s ball, she seized her chance and ran straight into … Duke Félix of Chateaûbriant. In the dark, he mistook her for Princess Coralie, his fiancée, and kissed her. When the moon revealed her face, something about her stuck with him. He couldn’t shake the image of her running wildly or how she smelled like white lotus with hardcore roots. But when she threatened his reputation, he refused to play along. She returned to her world of cruel sisters and an unwanted engagement. What she hadn’t prepared for was the Duke arriving at her doorstep, making two outrageous claims. One. He was the Duke of Chateaûbriant. And two. She had stolen something valuable from him that night. What had she stolen without knowing it? Or worse, what could he possibly demand as repayment? ✯Like it? Add to Library!
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