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Dear Immortal Tyrant

[Mature Content.] "I'll always be by your side, next to you, on top of you, behind you... The choice is yours to make." An immortal who has lived a millennium... He went by many names, many lives, many titles, but one stuck with him the most... Kaden. One look and you'd think you've met the devil. Dangerous, devious, and indifferent, people always bowed their heads to him—except for the woman that brought the tyrant to his knees. A woman with a special ability and curse... Lina. She was cursed with clairvoyance—the ability to see a person's close or far future. When most don't remember their childhood, Lina remembered her first life. Since birth, she had repeated nightmares about a man who supposedly died. 1000 years after his death, Lina sees him again, and he wants everything to do with her. Unfortunately, there's nowhere in this world she could go that he couldn't find her. What'd happen to the frightened Lina and the devious Kaden? Will they find love again? Will she run from the truth? Would he let her leave? A human girl and an immortal, together... it is a love that sent the world to its knees. + + + + + Warning: Strong sexual content. You might get addicted to the book ;) Connect with me: Instagram: www.instagram.com/xincerely_author Facebook: www.facebook.com/xincerelywriter/ Email: xincerely1@gmail.com Cover: A commissioned art piece drawn by Laylee Hui. All rights exclusive. Editor: diane_loves_2_read

Xincerely · Fantasy
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400 Chs

History

Was the thrill worth the punishment? 

Lina had never realized how painful heartbreak would be. She felt every fiber in her body freeze, her chest aching and prickled, pain in her eyes, and her world shattered on the spot. It felt like taking the last gulp of air in the ocean and realizing death was near. It was as painful as walking through the desert with no shoes or shelter, with the unbearable sun on your backs. 

Once a heart breaks, it can never heal. The heart will never be the same again. Piecing it back together might be possible, but there will always be tiny cracks. Always.

When Lina shamelessly walked through her family territory, she did it with a desolate stare. She dragged her feet all the way to the heavily armed entrance. The soldiers were baffled by the sight of her, blinking and muttering.

"Is that—"

"It really is—"

"She came here by herself?"