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My Sister-In-Law Is My Mate!?!

All her life Hazel thought that she was at mistake when her mother treated her badly, when her father ignored her or when her sister was given all love and care. But the truth was told when she was dying. She was never related to blood with them, they hated her all their life. But it was too late now, right? “If I ever get another chance, I will take revenge from everyone who is behind my demise!” That was what she thought and when she opened her eyes she returned to the past when everything started, but this time she was not the weak innocent girl anymore. She promised to take revenge by any means possible. And for that she agreed to marry the prince of mysterious land, Aleinore, would she be able to survive in the land about which no one knows! But why is it that the prince Richard was ready to kill the whole empire only to get a smile on her face. Why was he so determined to help her in destroying the empire which could wage a war! She would still have understood it, but even her brother-in -law , the man whom she hardly knew, was treating her so preciously. Would she be able to find the secrets both men are hiding from her and seek her long awaited revenge.

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Tell you truth!

"Were you going somewhere?" Amelia trembled with fear when she raised her head and met with the cold eyes of the man. Her whole body turned cold when their eyes met.

"You!" What was he doing here? She had checked twice that he had left the palace in his carriage. Only then did he execute her plan today. So else she would have waited for a day or two.

She had thought that she was extremely lucky, but who would have thought that it was her worst day!

"Why? Were you expecting Jonathan to come and help you? Or were you expecting me to stay aside when you tried to kill my wife?" he asked again with a raised brow as if he was dealing with a fool.

He took a step forward and she took a step backwards. Fear started to fill her eyes as she looked around to find a way to run from there. If they caught hold of her then she would die right there.