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THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL
Last Updated : 2026-09-04
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Synopsis
Adventurous
Comedy
First-Person POV
Hybrid
Possessive
Brave
Alternate Universe
Betrayal
Post-apocalyptic
“Should I just burn this house down with them?” I mumbled, watching my boyfriend getting fucked. The shrill ring of my phone shattered the moment as they sprang apart, their eyes widening at the sight of me. “Shit” I cursed, “hold on” I smiled at them, picking up the call “hello! Not a good day to you. I’m at priest Paul’s house whoever you may be, please let me call you back” I rushed, ending the call without waiting for a reply. “W what are you doing here? How?” I gesture towards the opened door, “you should have made sure the door was looked before… you know, all this. Fathers. It was quite pathetic to watch two old priests groan horribly, especially with no popcorn for me to crunch.” I forced a smile on. “But I’m sorry for bursting in unannounced though, so you should continue. Keep it going zaddy, I mean b!tches. Don’t stop” I winked, walking towards the door. Amelia walked in on her boyfriend getting fucked and instead of karma to have them stricken, it decides to play a game on her instead. “How the hell am I supposed to save a tyrant as a owl? Can’t I at-least be a Tyrannosaurus?”
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THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL Strike him one more time!
Amelia's PovMia was still talking, her words tumbling over each other in her excitement."I've read so many books about dragons. There's one in the palace library that's supposed to be a complete account of dragon history, but it's written in some ancient language that no one can translate. I've been trying to learn it for years, but it's really hard. Do you think Ruby's history is in that book? Do you think she knows her history? Do dragons have culture? Do they have families? Do they—""Mia," Kealen interrupted gently. "You need to breathe."
Last Updated : 2026-09-04THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL You’re really getting banished.
Amelia's POVThe carriage swayed gently as it rolled along the uneven road, the rhythmic clatter of hooves and wheels creating a hypnotic melody. I watched from my cage by Kealen's side as the palace grew smaller and smaller in the distance, until it was nothing more than a speck from afar.It felt strange, leaving behind the only place I had known since arriving in this world. Strange and a little terrifying.The trees moved in the opposite direction, a blur of green and brown as we passed through the forest. Birds chirped overhead, and somewhere in the distance, I could hear the sound of running water.Ruby was asleep by my side, her tiny body warm against my feathers. She had barely stirred since we left, mostly eating and sleeping was her routine plus being exhausted from everything that had happened. I couldn't blame her. I was exhausted too."You know," I said through our telepathic link, "for someone who's supposed to be banished, you seem awfully relaxed."Kealen was leaning
Last Updated : 2026-09-04THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL His highness is mad
[Pov: Amelia]"She's old enough to know what she's doing.""She's still a child!"Mia, oblivious to my internal protests, was studying me with a look of pure wonder."Your feathers," she murmured. "They look so soft. Can I touch you?"I looked at Kealen again."I think I’ll like her," I said. "She keeps asking permission. How is a thirteen-year-old more respectful than most adults?""Because she was raised right," Kealen replied. "And yes, you may touch her. Gently."I huffed."Fine. But if she pulls a feather, I'm pecking her."Mia reached into the cage slowly, her fingers hovering just above my feathers."Is it okay if I...?"I tilted my head, meeting her grey eyes.The girl is asking permission again. I might have to keep her."Go ahead," I hooted softly.Mia's fingers touched my feathers.Her touch was impossibly gentle, like she was handling something precious and fragile. She stroked my plumage with the lightest pressure, her face alight with joy."Oh," she breathed. "You're so
Last Updated : 2026-09-03THE REJECTED PRINCE’S OWL She’s a child
[Pov: Amelia]I watched from my cage as servants came and went, their arms laden with boxes and bundles. The room that had once been so grand and imposing was slowly being stripped bare.Ruby slept through most of it, her tiny body curled against my side. I envied her ability to find peace in the middle of all this madness. Every time a servant passed too close to the cage, I tensed, my feathers ruffling with anxiety."Easy," I told myself. "They're just doing their jobs. They're not going to hurt you." I can’t also always trust the system to save meBut the cage felt smaller with each passing hour.Eventually, the last crate was carried out and the servants filed out, leaving behind an almost empty room and a loud silence.I was alone.Well, alone except for Ruby, who was still snoring softly against my side.I stared at the room, my mind racing with questions I couldn't answer. Where were we going? What would the vampire clans be like? I can’t remember any vampire stuff happening in
Last Updated : 2026-09-03
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