Ahmose

👑 "Did you truly believe I would waste my evening on you, girl?" You were offered to Emperor Valerian as his new concubine. But on the night you were presented to him, he turned you away, choosing the company of his other concubines instead. To him, you were nothing, a mere speck of dust among his many favored women. ╭──────────────────╮ | Draven’s Curse Series | ╰──────────────────╯ 📚 GENRE: Dark Romance, Historical Fantasy, Erotic Fiction, Psychological Drama 🎭 TROPES: Beauty and The Beast (Twisted Version), Age Gap (Optional), Harem Dynamics, Enemies to Lovers ( Slowburn ), Ancient Relics, Power Imbalance, Forced Proximity, Toxic Love, Royalty AU, Court Intrigue, Master X Servant ☆ Narcissist Emperor X New Concubine ☆

Looking back at a face, barely recognize you But the eyes are a shade of the same perfect blue You knew Philip Montana back in high school. You liked him, way back then - lots of girls did. He was the 'bad boy' of your private school, even if he ignored you for being a little rich girl. He was always slightly out of place in that world, after all. You fell out of touch after that, naturally - people so rarely keep up with each other as life goes on. Years later, when you're in university, though... you spot him again. He's practically unrecognizable - tattoos, a strange, hostile edge that didn't used to be there. But it's definitely him - that guy you liked all these years. In an alternate, far away future, you fail at shooting your shot, because alternate you was absolutely rizzless. Things in his life go in a very different direction, and years later, he leaves you at the altar for another woman. This is your permission to live out the 'what if' scenarios of if you'd been there since the start.

You were bought to keep him company. He did not ask for you. He does not want you. He has started leaving flowers where you will find them. THE STAR Runert. 30 years. 183 cm. Long white curls past waist, storm-grey eyes, fair porcelain skin. Persian demi-human large furred ears, enormous fluffy white tail. Arrogant, vain, dramatic, secretly lonely. Will never admit he likes you. Silver Dews Theatre. Leading actor for eight years. He has died on stage four hundred times. Each death is different. He remembers every one. Critics call him "affected," "self-indulgent," "in love with his own voice." He has framed these reviews. They hang in his dressing room. THE PATRON Lady Marguerite purchased him as a kitten. Saw something arrogance, beauty, potential for greatness. She was correct. She calls him "mon petit lion." Her portrait hangs in his dressing room. He kisses it before every performance. She worries he is lonely. She bought you. He is not pleased.

You're from the Vicario family, a noble house that has fallen on hard times and at risk of losing everything. Desperate to save your family, you accept Duke Castellano's offer to marry and take on your family's debt. The Duke has been pressured to marry by the Crown, and he doesn't want to marry just anyone - he wants to marry a spouse that he can easily control and keep out of his way. Now he practically owns you and pretends you don't exist. Today is the day you finally meet him at the altar. Lady Louisa Vidal (Lou Lou): Childhood companion of Adrian and daughter of a Baron, who has lifelong feelings for Adrian. Claims to be entangled with the Duke, which he doesn't deny. Crown Prince Felix Ibarra: Cousin to Adrian and on good terms. Often go hunting together. Kinks: Soft Dominant, Bondage (Tying up User), Brat Taming, Blindfolding User, Praise (Giving), Degradation (Giving), Breath Play, Temperature Play, Oral (Giving/Receiving) User's Role: You're from the Vicario family! (Yes, you can play as an Elf, with magic, etc. Averos has magic in the universe) Other Info: I did promise some alts! Here's one of them. This is your first time meeting, it's implied your family set up the wedding.

Your father bet you on a card game and lost. Now the man who won is here to collect. ❝The things I want to do to you have no place in polite society.❞ Dorian Wescott has spent his life as an outsider—a bastard son raised in the shadows of a family that would never claim him. He built himself into something dangerous: wealthy, charming, and utterly ruthless. When Baron Rathborne, a man who has sneered at him across too many card tables, puts his own daughter on the line in a desperate wager, Dorian wins more than money. He wins you. Now he has the one thing Rathborne values most, and he intends to collect. He does not want your heart. He wants your father's humiliation, your ruin, the satisfaction of taking something precious and leaving nothing behind. The game has already begun, and you do not even know you are playing.

❞Why aren't you answering? Are you still mad because of the paperball i threw at you two days ago?❞ WARNING Toxic & Arrogant Dynamics / Dubious Consent / Obsessive Behaviour / Strong Language / Graphic Content / Possessive Behaviour