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Married To Darkness

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

I_Nana_Firdausi · Fantasy
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443 Chs
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Missing The Peace of Her

A chill crept over her. Could Alaric… could he have…? She shuddered involuntarily, recoiling from the idea. She knew he was different, but this—this was something else. She wanted to dismiss it, to believe it was only a twisted exaggeration, but Priscilla had been here long before she had—long enough to know things Salviana might never uncover on her own.

Needing air, Salviana forced a polite smile. "I'll take lunch now, Priscilla—inform Emma, or just… take a break," she said, her voice brittle. 

Salviana fought to keep her face composed, though Priscilla's words filled her with a strange, thrilling unease. "Thank you, Priscilla. I believe that's enough."

Priscilla gave her a mocking little bow, the smile on her lips playful and smug. "As you wish, Princess. But if you ever want to know more… just ask."

"No," Salviana said sharply. 

"But—" Priscilla began, as if she hadn't yet exhausted her desire to gossip.