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His Crimson Obsession

At fourteen, Eiravyne was branded by her father. She believed it was punishment for her flaws: her lack of beauty, her weakness, her unworthiness. Years later, after the slaughter of her entire family, Eiravyne learns the horrific reality: the burn was not born of cruelty alone, but part of a ritual—one that bound her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, a cold and power-hungry Duke her family taught her to fear. Forced into engagement with the merciless Duke, Eiravyne is thrust into a world of dark politics and ruthless ambition. Her already fractured identity is torn further apart when she discovers that the family who raised her were not her blood. She is the last living heir of the Sangrevers—a feared and hated bloodline known for their seductive cunning, their hunger for power, and their destruction at the king’s command. But amid the betrayal and manipulation stands Urag Romani —the King's Sorcerer, her childhood friend, the only person she ever trusted . Like her, Urag was raised under the cruelty of her mother. Like her, he bears invisible scars. Fiercely loyal, yet wrapped in mystery. To survive, she must embrace the darkness of her lineage(her potent blood)—or be destroyed by it. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, enemies to lovers, childhood friends to lovers ,obssessive male lead, a lot of intimacy,powerful couple. Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

Isaac_black · Fantasy
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197 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#REVENGE
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#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#LOVETRIANGLE
#FRIENDSTOLOVERS
#HEIRESS

Eira...Call me by my name !

Eiravyne's breath hitched, her mind swirling with the intensity of the moment. "Huh?" she managed to ask, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"You can't deny me my place," Ilkar murmured, his lips brushing against the burn mark again, his voice dark and possessive. "This mark is mine.."

Eiravyne shivered, the weight of his words and the intensity of his touch sending a rush of conflicting emotions through her. 

"But I..." she started, her voice faltering as his kisses continued to weaken her resolve.

"No," he interrupted, his grip tightening almost obsessively. "You chose this, Eira. You chose me. This burn, this mark on your body—it's mine. You can't pretend otherwise. You can't deny me what's already mine."

The strength in her legs was nearly gone, and Ilkar sensed she was about to fall.