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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

I Always Mean It

Kaden realized two things. One, Lina didn't run to Atlantis' aid. Two, Lina didn't run to his aid either. She remained by the doors of the living room, her lips taut in a straight line and her eyes filled with disapproval.

Kaden offered her a crooked smile. In response, her lips dipped into a frown. He heard the doors slam shut behind him. Without another pause, he headed in her direction. She turned to leave, but he instantly quickened his pace.

Kaden grabbed her waist and hugged her from behind. His arms snaked around her, tight like a cobra. Burying his face into her neck, he nuzzled the spot and kissed it. She smelled delightful, like chamomile tea. 

"Where's my welcome home kiss?" Kaden murmured, his lips greedily trailing a path to her jaw. She shifted her head away from him, but his mouth sought out her chin.

"I'm still furious," Kaden reminded her, his grip digging into her waist. "What little noise was he talking about?"