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Winter Shogun

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Winter Shogun “When snow falls without end, it is not nature’s will—it is the punishment of the divine.” Long ago, in a world shaped by sacred machines and yokai-bound relics, five great regions flourished under the watch of silent gods. Samurai danced with steel and soul. Castles walked upon steam-powered legs. Temples echoed with the hum of mech-forges. But the north grew too cold. The heavens, too silent. And so the legend of the Winter Shogun was buried in snow and shame. + Hyokoku – The Land of Eternal Snow In this frozen land, where Oni-Frames emerge from cursed storms and the skies never clear, a lone shrine keeper tends to forgotten prayers and ancient seals. His name is Shiro—unremarkable, until the day a slumbering god awakens beneath his feet. A shard of divinity pulses beneath Mount Yōkiba. A Kami-Yoroi, mirror-born and soul-bound, opens its eye after 900 years. And the snow... shifts. +The Mirror That Reflects the Soul Bound to the awakened mech, Shiro is marked as a Kagami—a pilot chosen not by blood, but by soul. But power once sealed does not stir without cost. Whispers follow him: of the Divine Collapse, the City of Ikaruga, and the Silent Court of gods that rewrote history. Now hunted by mechs powered by corruption, feared by daimyōs who remember the Shogun's fall, and watched by gods who wear masks of mercy—Shiro must uncover the truth of a war that never truly ended. In the land of endless winter, one soul-bound warrior holds the key to rebirth... or ruin. When the Kami-Yoroi awakens, and the snow forgets to fall, The Winter Shogun shall return.
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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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