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A Slave To The Evil Count

The story had gore, twisted relationships and dark thoughts. It is not suitable for kids. And instead of romance, more twisted desires and revenge had filled the book. You have been warned. There is a thin line between love and hate, who knew when it started to fade between us. Earl of Gravestone is the most dangerous man of the WhiteThrone Empire. Not because he is strong enough to kill them without thinking twice. But he deals in secrets. Secrets that could destroy the peace standing on the thin ice sheets over a flooding river. But he had not gotten all this wrapped up as a gift by his family. He had earned it. Earned to show that one woman that he was worth choosing. To show that he was strong and loved. and he definitely had forgotten her after she left him for another man. Except that… he did not. He was still clutched by her memories to the limit that it hurt him when he breathed. So what would happen if the newest secret he found was…. Her husband was a traitor. If he wants, he could break her life. But would he? The deepening shadow of the crimes he had committed and the darkness within him wanted to devour her. But a tiny part that still remembered her love wanted to save her at the same time. Who would win in the end?

Fallen_meteor · Fantasy
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63 Chs

Revenge For Me

"So the one…" you cheat with.. Was I all along? The words kept digging his throat, yet it did not come out from his mouth. Lenhart remembered that night. He had run to get her but he was late. He had seen her leaving in the carriage, decorated with red and white.

He had seen her leaning on the closed window. Her maids laughed and the crowd danced and cheered. One would believe that he had stopped there. But he did not. He ran behind her until he had reached the estate of her husband and he could not follow anymore.

She had taken two steps. He had roamed in front of their tents. If she had taken the initiative, he would have helped her in running away. But she did not. She looked so normal to him. 

Eating freely, offering a smile to someone who approached her. That day, he had never forgotten that day even for a second. That day was etched into his soul like an old wound that could not be healed. 

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