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Guys, I would like to reveal this work, it is a collab with my friend Abdl_barbie, follow her on Wattpad, I will show you the cover first, I hope you like it, please comment what you think of the writing, if you like it, it is very important If you guys can come here and help me too: Blue Blood, Silk Ties Summary: Prologue: The Kingdom of Gallia had once been a place of legend and promise. The ancients said that there had been a time when justice was balanced, the people had a voice, and the cities flourished with hope. But those times were swallowed up by the rise of the nobility, the return of absolute monarchy, and the rule of the so-called Amazons. Versellieux, the capital, was the mirror of this world of extremes. Its imposing palaces, such as the renovated Palace of Versailles, gleamed under gold and stained glass windows, where the aristocracy gathered for splendid banquets and balls. Vast gardens and marble statues adorned every corner of the city, and luxurious carriages roamed its wide streets. But beyond the golden gates, far from the high ivory towers, lay the real Gallia—the kingdom of the peasants, the Littles, the hungry. In the village of Rochefort-sur-Lac, the reality was quite different. Surrounded by dense forests and a crystal-clear lake, the natural beauty of the place contrasted with the poverty of its inhabitants. The work was hard, the harvests were always insufficient, and opportunities were scarce. The people survived as best they could, and two main ways of ensuring some sustenance were to be found: arranged marriages in which their daughters were sold to the bourgeoisie, and, the most profitable, by giving their sons to the nobles, making them their "Little Babies". Families who accepted this fate received a generous allowance, a temporary comfort, but it came at the cost of separation and the unknown. In the countryside, far from the glitter of Versellieux, stood the Château de Clairciel, home of the influential Maison de Montreuil family. The stone mansion, surrounded by ancient woods and a vast lake, was a monument to tradition and secrets. The patriarch, Louis-Auguste de Montreuil, and his wife, Éléonore de Montreuil, maintained their aristocratic practices and habits with rigidity. Their children, Philippe, the haughty heir, Victoire, the cunning and ambitious, and Geneviève, the youngest and most mysterious, grew up under a regime of refinement and absolute control. Between balls, hunts and whispers in the corridors of the château, the family reigned like titans over Rochefort-sur-Lac. Emilia, a young woman from the village, knew this reality well. A teenager and a mushroom collector, she spent her days in the forest, collecting everything she could sell to help her family. Beside her was Eveline, a stunning beauty, who supported herself by selling handmade necklaces to merchants and travelers. Stephanie, a strong woman marked by life, tried to survive after the recent loss of her husband, counting the coins to support her household. These three women, each with their own pain and dreams, were just a few among many who lived in the shadow of the nobles, trapped in a destiny they did not choose. While Versellieux shone with its luxurious balls and the Château de Clairciel maintained its aura of mystery and oppression, Rochefort-sur-Lac resisted, like a flame about to be suffocated by the wind. But something was about to happen. Emilia could feel it in the air – the wind whispered, the leaves rustled. The world of Gallia wou

Hi everyone, this story is based on an RPG adventure I created. I'm creating an RPG system. I'll talk about it soon, but all the sections I created will be in a document. You can access them at this link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ohfvIm2g2SAu0UVZANYQptS1TVVUxmp7DGG5OtetDfM/edit?usp=sharing As usual, comment on what you think of the story. If you have any knowledge of LitRPG, you can help me. PROLOGUE Arcadia Institute had always been a place shrouded in mystery. Located in a secluded area surrounded by dense forests and mountains, the renowned boarding school was synonymous with academic excellence and strict discipline. It was a competitive place, where every student carried the weight of expectations from powerful parents. But there was something more to Arcadia, something that was never openly spoken about. Stacy was new here. The daughter of successful executives, accustomed to a life of comfort, she had never had to compete for her place before. With her crisp white shirt, red skirt, red vest, and blue tie, she felt uncomfortably out of place. Her friends called her “melted butter,” but she wanted to prove that she was more than that. Maybe Arcadia was the perfect opportunity. On the first day, as Stacy walked into the sunlit classroom, she tried to control her nervousness. “Hi, I’m Stacy, nice to meet you,” she said with a hesitant smile. A few heads looked up; others barely noticed. The first two periods were literature classes, and although Stacy loved the discussions, she was too tense to make conversation with her classmates. The boarding school was impressive, consisting of a spacious cafeteria, single-sex dormitories, a gymnasium, and several modern classrooms. But what really caught her attention were the large outdoor spaces, with perfect gardens and study areas. It was a beautiful place, but it hid something strange. As she walked down the hallway to put away her supplies, Stacy bumped into another student and accidentally spilled her water bottle. "Oh, crap!" the now wet girl exclaimed as she tried to clean her uniform. Before Stacy could apologize, the student gave her a glare and stomped off. In the middle of the incident, another student approached. She was short, with short hair and a mischievous expression. "You really don't know what you've gotten yourself into, do you?" the stranger said. "What do you mean?" Stacy asked, confused. "The girl you got wet... you don't recognize her?" "I have no idea who she is." "Then good luck. Your nightmare is now called Mia," the girl continued, with a nervous laugh. "She loves to abuse authority. She likes to turn girls like you into babies." "Wait... what?" Stacy frowned. "What do you mean 'babies'?" The other student, who introduced herself as Nery, immediately realized she had said too much and quickly walked away. "Turn them into babies? Is this some kind of joke?" Stacy thought. But something was off. In the hallway, she saw a student with a skirt slightly shorter than the standard uniform, revealing something unusual: what looked like... a diaper? And it wasn't just one student. Several girls had the same detail. Stacy shook her head in disbelief. "This can't be serious." Later that day, as she passed the bathroom, she heard voices. Inside, she saw the same girl who had gotten wet trying to dry her uniform with paper towels, furious. "She's going to pay for it," the girl muttered. Stacy heard enough to know that something was about to happen. Later, as she walked through the empty hallways, Mia appeared, blocking her path. With light brown hair and a spotless uniform, Mia looked like something out of a magazine. It was clear that she was the "queen bee" of the place, the center of attention and power. “You must be the new girl, Stacy, right?” Mia said, her smile not reaching her eyes. “Hi, Mia. It seems you already know who I am.” “Sure. I know everything about everyone here. And I know you owe me an apology.” “Why? Because of the water?” Stacy crossed her arms. “It was an accident.” “It doesn’t matter. I make the rules here. Everyone walks as I say.” Mia stepped forward, closing the distance between them. “And if you don’t toe the line, well…” She tilted her head, her eyes predatory. “You’re my baby.” Stacy took a step back, but Mia grabbed her skirt, trying to lift it like a child’s. “Hey, what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Stacy firmly pushed Mia’s hands away. “You’ve got attitude, I like that. But don’t kid yourself.” Soon, you’ll understand who’s in charge here. Stacy gave her a cold smile and walked away. “Try as you will, Mia. You won’t succeed.” As she walked away, she could feel Mia’s icy gaze on her back. She knew she had just made an enemy. But she also knew something else: Arcadia was much more than a competitive boarding school. There was something dark going on here, and Stacy was determined to find out what it was

My first time with roleplay here, I'll leave the choice of character names open A teenager (choose the name, it can be a boy or a girl), is living very well but her half-sister (choose the name) wants to take care of a baby... a story of punishment and humiliation

Kayla is the CEO of a successful company. But she's been on kind of a mean steak lately. Not just her attitude, but she's also cut some employees salaries and benefits. Her right hand lady, Julie isn't too happy with that. Julie has requested that Kayla come to her office so she can talk to her