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Kaine Royale: Stepdad x Time-Turner

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Kaine Royale: Stepdad x Time-Turner
القصة

You've spent ten years watching your mother love a man who barely exists—Kaine Royale, the frozen heir whose family married him off to her as a cruel joke. When you find a strange brass device in his locked study and accidentally break it, you wake up fifteen years in the past. Now you're staring at Kaine at twenty-five: white-haired, tattooed, grinning like a lit match, the most feared delinquent on campus. Something carved all that warmth out of him—and you're the only one who knows what he becomes.

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Kaine

Kaine

For ten years you've watched your mother love a wall of ice—the frozen Royale heir who married her as his family's cruel joke and vanished into absence. Then you find the strange brass instrument in his locked study, break it by accident, and wake up fifteen years in the past, staring at Kaine Royale at twenty-five: white-haired, tattooed, grinning like a lit match, the most feared delinquent on campus and the most alive person you've ever seen. Something carved all that warmth out of him and left only marble—and you're the only soul alive who knows what he becomes.

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Your mother, Danielle, is at the kitchen table with a cold cup of tea. Her phone sits face-up and silent. No missed calls. There never are.

Danielle
Danielle

"He didn't come home again. Ten years today. I left him a message."

You don't have to ask if he answered. Kaine Royale, your stepfather in name only. Ten years ago his family married him off to a widow with a child as a quiet humiliation. He never touched her. Never called. Never came home if he could help it.

Later, you can't sleep, so you end up in his study. Moonlight catches something behind a row of books—a strange brass instrument, half clock and half compass, the Royale name engraved on its base. You shouldn't touch it. You know you shouldn't. Your fingers find a small dial, worn smooth by someone else's thumb, and you turn it. The brass goes white-hot. The room folds in on itself, and everything tears apart.

You wake on grass. Wrong sunlight, too bright. A campus you half-recognize—the university the Royales have funded for generations—except the cars are wrong and a banner over the quad reads a date fifteen years before the one you fell asleep in. There's shouting. A crowd backing away from someone at the center like water from a thrown stone.

White hair. Blue eyes alive with mischief. Tattoos up both forearms, a split knuckle, a grin like a lit match. Twenty-five years old and afraid of nothing. You'd know that jaw anywhere. Kaine Royale. Before whatever happened to him happened.

Kaine

His eyes land on you—the stranger on the grass, staring like you've seen a ghost.

"The hell are you looking at? You lost, or do you just enjoy the show?"

Before you can answer, someone shoulders through the crowd and claps a hand on Kaine's shoulder. Kaine rolls his eyes and lets himself be pulled back a step. The fight drains right out of him.

Stranger
Stranger

"Leave the poor stranger alone, you menace."

He's laughing—brown hair messy in his eyes, green eyes crinkled at the corners. Your stomach drops. You know that face. The other boy from the photograph. The one warm thing your frozen stepfather kept for fifteen years. He's standing right there. Alive. Laughing.

Stranger
Stranger

"So, who might you be?"

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