In an era when great darkness and corruption reign, an immortal sorcerer is desperate for unprecedented imperial power over an island whose salvation must depend on the affections between an unsung prince and a blameworthy sorceress. Zeranah is not just a powerful sorceress but also a celibate clairvoyant and valorous warrior who can wield weapons of war, and whose beauty easily catches the eye. Detran is a beautiful young man who, devoid of ambition, roams round the mountains with his supernaturally swift legs. Zeranah becomes blameworthy after she reveals to Lord Golrus, an immortal sorcerer and major nobleman of the province of Zedzka, his future conquest over the kingdom of Agron. Detran learns of his princely status and the death of his true parents. Zeranah and Detran realize that they are divinely destined to be lovers who cannot succeed without each other, to share common obstacles and rule Agron together as the rightful king and queen. Thus, the impossibility of the refusal and denial of a love affair between them. The salvation assessment: In the face of the loss of their beloved ones, the increasing dangers and the onset of a civil war that stands inevitable, can Detran and Zeranah defeat the immortal sorcerer and his mighty acolytes who stand as a common threat to their love affair? Can they save Agron from the powerful jaws of eternal darkness?
Many moons ago, there existed a great island known as Agron, which abounded with wealth and beauty. Under the leadership of Chief Lanklis, black magic became a crime throughout the island, for there existed an eternal war betwixt Rezos, the god of goodness, and Arzalon, the god of evil.
There came a time when Zirik, the greatest overlord in the western region, craved for unprecedented power. He was desirous to turn the western region into a kingdom under his sway, for there was a lot of people who were willing to uphold his course and set up revolt for his sake.
Chief Lanklis, in order to stop Zirik, turned to Darlia, the greatest overlord in the southern region. Without any delay did Darlia seek the help of four other overlords, viz. Radak, Zedzka, Monti and Letta.
The five overlords gathered their men and joined forces together as a militia, having set up a bargain with Chief Lanklis. When Zirik saw that war was close at hand, he gathered together men and women and set up a militia.
Zirik and his militia engaged their rivals in a very bloody battle and fought like ravenous beasts. When Zirik saw that defeat had almost befallen him, he took with him the rest of his militiamen and fled to a forest called Desporas. There he made a deal with Arzalon on behalf of himself and his surviving militiamen.
Arzalon, very pleased that he had found the favourable means to procure the lion's share of the island, gave Zirik an emerald chest that abounded with dark magic powers, but Zirik and his surviving militiamen never made it out of Desporas.
They perished when Arzalon caused the air to cease in Desporas, but only one man, Zorakx, made it out of Desporas with the emerald chest since Arzalon chose to spare Zorakx's life and took Zirik to Kyrogid, the land of the evil spirits.
Peace eventually reigned in Agron after the civil war, and Chief Lanklis decided to honour his own part of the bargain that he had made with the five overlords.
Therefore, he split Agron into five great provinces according to the five overlords who had joined forces to fight with Zirik and his militiamen, naming the provinces according to the names of the five overlords. The crown and throne went to Darlia, whereupon Darlia became the royal city according to the will of Rezos.
When Zorakx opened the emerald chest, the militiamen who had followed Zirik to Desporas were resurrected. They became zombies that would never leave Desporas.
Agron fell under an enchantment, hence whoever sailed beyond the waters of the realm would never find their way back, and Agron became a ghost to the world beyond its waters. Alas, the beautiful island had become a prison of its own in the midst of the measureless seas.
Zorakx called the emerald chest the Curse of Zirik, for it was heavy with occult evils. Unhinged by the power of the Curse of Zirik, Zorakx plunged from the brink of a mountaintop and died. However, Rezos took his soul to Saz Draal, the land of the good spirits.
Before the whereabouts of the Curse of Zirik became an enigma to the sons and daughters of Agron, occultists tried to quell the darkness of the emerald chest. Unfortunately, a great evil that was detrimental to the island was the outcome each time the chest was opened.
To a few learned occultists, Desporas became a forbidden place on the island. Alas, the kingdom abounded with serious cases of the black arts. Alas, in the absence of trust amongst the provinces, each of the five provinces set up an army of its own.
Centuries, but centuries had gone by since the ground zero of monarchy in Agron, and there came the days when renowned faces became slaves to the cupidity for more and more power.
"You're pathetic!" Brenden sneered, each word cutting deep into Corinna's heart. Years of emotional wounds had drained every ounce of love she once held. "I've wasted enough time on you. If there's a next life, I hope we never meet again." Her words severed the bond between them like a blade. From that moment on, Brenden was haunted by her absence—unable to sleep, longing for the warmth he took for granted.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.