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OFFICAL TITLE RELEASED
The Veil of Two Crowns

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Toldy grins, victory in his eyes. He takes Loric’s hand to shake, and before I see it, the cuff is slapped on Toldy’s wrist, and a flash of mana slams into him. Knocking him out.

“Loric! What in the.. Why?!”

He looks at me, his eyes narrow, and says, “I’m dead. You’re looking at a dead elf right now. I go back with you two, and I’ll be publicly executed. I go up the mountain and kill him. The Wildkin and humans will demand the Elven council turn me over.”

“Loric, you don’t know that!”

He raises his voice, a dark, and painful undertone cuts me as he says, “Yes I do, Kit. I know. What I don’t know is why you care. I’m just a marked elf who kidnaped you and your lover. You should hate me. Wish for my death.”

He pauses, looking away. “I’ll leave. Once he wakes up, you two can return home. I’ll live my life as a human for as long as I can.”

That is a logical and well thought out plan. We return home. He goes on the run with a chance to survive for years, decades even if he keeps his head down.

I hate it.

My feet are moving towards him before I can form the words. “You’re not leaving.”

He takes a step back, his mouth parts, getting ready to speak as I get within inches of him, staring up into his eyes. “No one is going to leave until I know what’s going on. Not you, not him. No one. Is that understood, or do I need to speak slower!?”

Loric stares back, his eyes darting around my face. He’s never been much of a talker, but his silence infuriates me in a way I can’t explain.

“Loric. Why did you accept the job?”

He rattles off, “To become a full Elven.”

“What does that give you?”

“The right to live as one of them. To be looked at as an equal. To live for thousands of years.”

“You were ready to kill to get that, and now you’re ready to run away? That makes no sense.”

“It’s over!” he shouts, “Nothing I do now will result with me succeeding. Now it’s about survival.”

Survival. I lived only to survive once. All the Wildkin from Earth did. It was nothing like living.

“No,” I breathe out, “It’s not about survival. If you run, we’ll never know the truth. There is more to this than either of us understands. I’m not going to let you run off, and I’m not going to let them kill you.”

He opens his eyes as I finish. “When I met you on the boat, you already knew you’d have to kill. And now, you stun him, and leave me to live. The elf on the boat would leave us both dead. Here and now. What’s changed?”

“It’s…”

I’ve got him flustered, questioning everything. I see the confusion in his eyes as he wrestles with a war of his own teachings.

“Tell me now, Loric! What’s changed!”

“You!” he spits out. “You changed everything!” his frustration boils over. He leans down, his jaw clenched as he speaks. “Wildkin are supposed to be savages. They hunt, kill, feast and fuck. They don’t read or work out math in their heads. They don’t show compassion to others!”

He runs his hands through his hair, letting it fall in a wild mess. “You're supposed to be everything we’re not. Yet you keep proving everything I know is wrong!”

He leans down to look me in the eye. He’s breathing hard, and his scent washes over me as he says, “I want to figure you out. But it’s impossible.”

His face and mine are so close, the only thing I can see is his blue eyes. Old storms and a small, stubborn light in them.

“I’m not that hard to figure out.” I whisper, my defenses dropping. His eyes soften as he listens. “I want to find my place in the world. To escape my mother's shadow. And most of all. To find a love like Neko did that’s so intense, not even a tyrant can stop it.”

He blinks, the words settling behind his lashes. I ask him, “What do you really want?”

“To… be seen. As someone worth missing when I die,” he closes his eyes. “I want someone to find value in me.”

“That, you’ve found. I’d miss you if you die.”

“That’s a lie,” he whispers.

“Loric,” I reach up and press my palm to his cheek. His skin is warm. “I saw your memories. You pretend to be coldhearted. I know the truth. You wanted to be a healer. Like me.”

He closes his eyes as he whispers. “That was a long time ago. Now, I just want to survive.”

“Let me help.” I whisper back.

He looks away as he responds. “Why?”

“When our mana merged. Didn’t you feel it? Dark and light shouldn’t work. But it did. Twice. Like the two sides of the moon.” My fingers curl into his shirt hem. “I know it means something.”

His eyes return to mine. He leans in, and

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For five years, Kit has lived on Lunareth, far from the chaos of the Crimson Veil. Though her mother no longer leads a revolution, her name still carries the weight of command—and the loyalty of all she saved.

Kit lives quietly, studying history, refining her magic, and dreaming of a simple life. When her lover, Roen—an heir to the Wildkin throne—leaves for a royal summit, Kit longs only for his safe return.

After surviving the Scars, the rebellion, and death itself, Kit craves normalcy. She wants to stop fighting. To stop running. To live.

But her world is about to unravel. Because the man sent to destroy it is already on his way.

Loric is a Marked Elf, half-human and half-forgotten. Survival is all he’s known, taking black market jobs to stay ahead of hunger. When an Elf named Con offers him full Elven citizenship, Loric accepts without hesitation.

The task is simple: kill one of the Wildkin princes and make it look like a human did it.

The Wildkin are barely more than beasts, and this will protect his people. or so he tells himself.

But when their paths collide, both Kit and Loric will learn that loyalty is a fragile thing... and sometimes, the enemy you fear most is the one who saves you.

ON HOLD

Stories that are currently shelved until further notice

Sync'd - After War

This project is to be set 20 years after the end of Sync'd Reclaim. As of now, this project will be put on hold to focus on Fall of a Legend. After spending so much time in the Sync'd universe I need step back from it. The story does have a rough outline, along with several rough first draft chapters. Some day I will revisit it.

A follow up to Lunareth and Solterris

Currently on hold. Though I do want to revisit Lunareth, the idea and story still need time to form. As such, this will be placed on hold until I find it's path. (Though 'The Marked and the Wildkin' does return to Lunareth, only time will tell how deep we go.

The 'spicy' story

I'm not sure if I will ever finish this one. Those that know, know. Those who don't. You shouldn't want to.