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The Tyrant Gave Me Three Husbands

****WARNING MATURE CONTENT**** King Viktor is a tyrant ruler who wants absolute and total control over his Kingdom. He gets rid of all who are a threat to his power and all around him fear him. He forces the three most powerful nobles in the kingdom he feels most threatened by to marry his stepsister Princess Kara to keep an eye on them and to take over their possessions. To traumatize and humiliate them, so they are more submissive to his power, he instructs the idiot sex-crazed princess on what to do with them. However, things take a turn for Viktor when Kara suddenly starts to act differently. Courtney is an ordinary salary-woman who suddenly finds herself in a book she’s recently read as a character destined to die, Princess Kara. She’s mortified as she’s forced to find a way to prevent Kara’s death which entails evading the suspicious watchful eyes of King Viktor and the anger of Kara’s three husbands who hate her for all the things she’s done to them. (THIS STORY IS A PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER SO EXPECT SOME MESSED-UP STUFF) ***Cover art is not mine***

AMerci · Fantasy
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155 Chs

Kara's Guilt

KARA'S POV

I woke up with a start, breathing heavily, I felt a strange heat in my chest. As I sat up on the bed I lay my eyes darted around in confusion trying to figure out where she was. I certainly wasn't in the room Viktor had placed her in before, however I was still in the castle.

I tried to remember the last thing that happened to me. I remembered that the castle had been under attack. The dukes managed to sneak into the castle and they kill Viktor. And then...and then I was stabbed by Griffith and...died...

I died.

Griffith," I said in a hoarse strained voice as I remembered what he did.

Griffith had stabbed me...so why wasn't I dead? Why was I alive? I lifted my dress and looked at the scar on my chest he had tabbed me. It had become a small insignificant scratch. This must be the high priests doing I thought to myself.

I really thought I was dead. I kind of wish I had died. I mean I deserved to.

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