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The Tyrant's Accidental Consort

“It’s not the stars that hold my destiny, I do.” Nesrin had lived a life which was never truly hers, she followed the path laid for her by others to fit in and to make everyone happy. She was a school prodigy, and pursued a career in the medical line as per her mother's wish. But this kind of life was suffocating her, and so when her last day came there was no grief, but her heart was full of so many regrets. Just when she thought everything would end, Nesrin found herself in the life of a character from her favorite novel. However, even in this world her fate was already decided. She has transmigrated inside a character that lives a short life and dies tragically. This time she will not be bound by her destiny. She will pave her own path and live the life she has always dreamt of. However, a life inside the palace is not as easy as it seems. This world of fantasy is much harsher than the world she came from. Can she really uphold her bold words? ____ "You are the worst" he whispered against her ear, "The worst kind of person who makes me feel so right, so out of control" When she didn't protest, he leaned in closer to her and touched her lips with his. That was all-just a touch, small, soft and teasing tempting touch. His gaze lifted to meet hers. "But if I can see you like this...this look on your face as if you want it all. I don't mind practicing a little control." Nesrin wanted to run away, he was like a fire that could devour her whole. She knew it would lead to no good endings, but a small part of her wanted to see how close she could get to this fire without burning. ____ Newest Novel: The Duke's Secret Sin Kindly check it out and let me know your honest feedback ^^ Please note that the novel can only be found by searching the title, not through my profile [Discord: discord.gg/4SnntNfgsP ] [The cover picture is not mine and has been taken from pinterest, all credit goes to the respective owner.]

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Sins Of Soul

There was a dull thud as the body of the man collapsed down.

His blood stained the grass at an alarming speed.

Izekiel's eyes carried the wild coldness of a blizzard that can bring anyone down on their knees. There was a frightening dark aura that surrounded him and with each step he took, terror mounted inside Johanna.

Her legs were numb with fear and she couldn't move an inch as he came closer.

"Y-your majesty..."

She had only whispered when he paused and gazed at her silently, in his eyes there was something that caused a nameless dread to fill her heart.

There was something drastically different about him, and she couldn't understand what exactly it was.

"Explain,"

He demanded darkly.

However, no words could come inside of Johanna. The effects of spell still claimed her soul, and Izekiel had seen everything. How can she explain it? How can she proof that someone had bewitched her?