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Game of Thrones: Rise of the Golden Raven

Wintersbard
Marco Stratos was once a man feared and respected, a predator in a world of power and deceit. But when his life comes to a brutal end, he awakens in a new body—one belonging to the last heir of House Stratos in Braavos. Burdened with crushing debts, a crumbling legacy, and enemies lurking in the shadows, Marco must use all his cunning and experience to survive in this dangerous world. He refuses to be a mere pawn in the grand game of thrones. Instead, he will rise—by any means necessary. With the knowledge of his past life and the ruthless ambition that once made him a legend, Marco Stratos embarks on a path of power, manipulation, and bloodshed. In a world where gold rules and secrets are deadlier than swords, can he rebuild his fallen house and carve his name into history? The game has begun, and the Golden Raven is ready to soar. For every new member on Patreon, I will post an additional chapter during the week. For every 100 Power Stones I will upload an additional chapter during the week. Support me on Patreon: http://patreon.com/Wintersbard
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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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