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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 Am The Villain

Lina was at a loss for words. She had never heard something this devastating in her entire life. He carried himself with the pride of the most important man in the entire country. But his eyes spoke volumes that his mouth did not. Within it was a shattered man, whose pain rivaled being burned alive in one's own house.

Memories of blurry faces flooded her vision.

"Dove…"

A soft caress on her face, tender kisses on her lips, a strong hand holding her close, and an arm like iron around her waist. She saw visions of tears in darkness and a helping hand brushing the pain away. She heard her quiet moans as two large hands gripped her hips tightly, a low groan filling the air.

"Dove of mine…"