Fortune Eternal Romane & Geschichten

It was as if someone deeply etched words on the surface. A grand revenge awaits.

Not the soldiers. Not even his own wife. --- Seraphine had been watching. And waiting. For a weakness. A fracture. A reason. And that reason came not in the form of bloodshed… But in a quiet moment between Ashyrel and Sylvester. A pregnancy. A promise of legacy. A fire that could burn through the fragile glass palace they all stood in. --- Now the Empire teetered. On one side: the past, bound in law. On the other: the future, bound in love—and strategy.

IT ALL BEGUN like a dream. You know that type of dream that seems to have emerged from nowhere even though you have always been aware of it's existence. It could be felt, it could give a sense of direction, unconsciously at first, till it becomes a reality. "The fortitude". Jared had muttered under his breath that morning while simply replying with a nod.

In their home, in the grand gathering area outside of the fortress, but within it's walls. The Lorekeepers, the Clutch Elders, Tomas the elderly priest who had married them, her parents, the Eastern Emperor and his family. All would be present. As these thoughts chased themselves across her mind, she stretched her body and reached for her husband. Husband. The very word made her smile. Her life had changed so much Tine had come into her life. Now, secrets were about to be revealed.

"The fortune. Take it. All of it. Right now. I transfer everything. You let Hope go. You win. Completely. Totally. Everything you wanted." "I already won. Vera is dead. Died three minutes ago. Heart gave out. Which means—no protection. No backup. No plan. You are alone. Damien is captured. Hope is mine. And fortune—" She laughed. "Fortune transfers automatically to me upon Vera's death. Legal documents. Signed decades ago. I am Marcus's true firstborn. His legitimate heir. Everything was always mine. You were just—placeholder. Keeping it warm." "That is impossible—"

Running from things I didn’t understand. But Fort made me want something different. Something I had never allowed myself to want. Peace. His gaze softened. “Elon.” The way he said my name was different. Not like a question. Not like a warning. Like something precious. I stepped closer until I was standing directly in front of him. “You know what Adrian never understood?” I whispered. Fort looked at me. “What?” “He thought the only thing that could change me was whatever they put inside me.” My fingers reached for his hand.

“Not something new. Something remembered. You are the echo of what was lost. The final hope. The Flame Queen reborn.” “But I’m just...” “You are never just anything. You are fire-made flesh. And the end draws near. The Forgotten God stirs fully now.” Elizabeth’s heart tightened. “Then we don’t have much time.” “No. But you now wield the Flame of Eternity. When the last darkness falls… you will be the light that endures.” She awoke to the sound of wind. Lucian held her, golden tears in his eyes. The others stood nearby: Aria clutching Liam, Kieran watching the skies, and Jaxon quietly praying.

Forever. The End.

"I'm sorry for the outburst. Noah is like my own son. He is rude, cold, and hotheaded. He misbehaves too. Because we have spoiled him too much. But he is not weak. He is never afraid of anyone. Am sure he would have tried to finish the punishment till end only if he had not lost his strength. SOTUS, means to bring everyone together. The freshmen need to understand the meaning of the activity that it's a symbol of unity. You are scaring them. They need to be punished only if they don't obey the rules. Not if they stand for each other. This way no one will attend SOTUS. It's a tradition passed on to every freshman for decades. You guys are ruining it.

That could be an underlying cause, plus Veronica was back. Charlotte gasped when she realized the last time he relapsed was the last time he was with her. That woman was nothing but bad news anyhow you look at it. She was the devil himself. Charlotte thought that was too harsh for a human. Fine, she was the devil's equivalent in his life. It annoyed her that she had the audacity to show up again. Most women, after being caught unfaithful and pregnant for another man, would just leave in peace. Never to be seen again. But not Veronica.