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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

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A part of Lina knew she could not blame Kaden for his betrayal to start the war. Atlan was to blame as well. Atlan. 

Where was he now?

"How did you gain immortality?" Lina asked him.

"The legend of the Golden Rose."

Lina stiffened. So her initial predictions in her dorm room were correct. She swallowed. Hard. He had firmly denied sleeping with anyone else.  Lina had known in her gut it was how he had become immortal.

Priscilla, all along, was the Golden Rose. One thousand years ago. It was said she died a tragic death by suicide. If that was the case, who was the new Golden Rose? How many are there in history?

"A-and the fact that you're a Pure-Blood?" Lina demanded.

"Atlan."

Lina's eyes grew wide. "What?"

Kaden let out a small sigh. His dear dove, ever the trusting woman. Even now, she did not know the true nature of her "kind-hearted" mentor.