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Lycan and His Lover

“Reject me!” She begs. “Reject me now!” His eyes are on the pitiful girl who is on her knees, begging for rejection. Her desperate tone makes his heart ache. He will do anything for this woman. Kiss her, love her and kill anyone for her. But reject? “You are stuck with me, my dear,” his silky voice resonates in her ears. His handsome face leans close, his scarlet eyes locked into hers. “You are mine, Roseanne and I will burn down this world if you go away…” In the kingdom of Ezealyra where supernatural creatures rule over the humans, 18 year old Roseanne Vadimovna is a witch and a slave owned by the Lycan Royal Family. Ruled by the ruthless Lycans, Roseanne is forced to do their bidding until one day she was sold off to an auction for lecherous werewolves. And her world turns upside down when he comes to her life. Dmitri Daskov, the Lycan Duke of Sloria. Her master. Her mate. Elusive, sly and manipulative, Dmitri harbors a dangerous obsession for vengeance against his enemies. When his eyes set on Roseanne, he becomes her new master with a purpose in his mind. Scared by her new circumstances, Roseanne finds herself in a new land with no hope of the future. Yet, she finds herself drawn to the dangerous darkness lurking within Dmitri, a darkness which is about to plunge her into the depths of hell. What will happen when she finds out his true intentions? Can she redeem him? Or will she also drown in his darkness?

Tea_tae · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
114 Chs

Dmitri's Strike (7)

“This is Sloria?” Albert gapes at the well developed buildings and streets around him. He has never seen such clean roads with perfectly lined houses which look as if they are owned by rich merchants. There is not a single sign of poverty and every shop is neatly lined along the roads with enough supplies for everyone.

Several glasshouses are also placed in several parts of the towns which seem to be housing indoor crops which are being grown for the citizens. Even at night, several sacks of food and grain are being taken out for the delegates who have arrived. Albert, Ivan and Phillippe are sharing a carriage, watching the so-called dumpster of a country in awe.

“It seems that Josephine spoke the truth,” Phillippe comments.

“Those bloody b*stards!” Ivan snarls. “He has been showing off in front of me because of this? He made a country which is a direct threat to Ezealyra! We must invade it.”