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100 Days to Seduce the Devil

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

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Her Only Choice

Day Eighty-Three…

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Jane's eyes were fixed on the kidnapper's car, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as she pushed their vehicle to its limits. The engine roared, and the scenery blurred as they sped through the industrial area.

Nathan, seated beside her, was readying his gun, eyes narrowed with focus.

"I'm going to shoot their tire," Nathan muttered, his voice a mix of tension and resolve. 

"Be careful. I don't want Mia getting hurt. She's inside the car," Jane pleaded, her concentration unbroken. Her foot pressed harder on the accelerator, the speedometer climbing steadily.

Ethan, strapped in the back seat, clung to his seatbelt, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and admiration for Jane and Nathan. It was so rare for him to witness his father and his Mommy Jane work together like this. He felt like they were shooting an action movie.