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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
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114 Chs

Voices in His Head

The children outside were playing merrily in the garden without a care. Their laughter was echoing throughout the castle, filling its empty walls with happiness. There were three girls who were chasing each other. One of them was around seventeen years old with long dark hair and scarlet eyes. Her snowy complexion was glowing under the soft rays of the sun. She was the only one who was sitting under a tree, reading a book while the other two girls played in the garden.

The second girl was around fifteen years old with short, cropped hair. She looked a lot like her sister with the same scarlet eyes and snowy skin but she had a more boyish charm. Her face was square and she was more muscular as if she had been training to fight. The youngest of the girls was vastly different with blonde hair and amber eyes. She was around nine years old and was the shortest of the lot.