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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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The Last Mission: No Choice

Day Eighty-Nine…

At the Playroom

"Young Master, do you know who that woman is?" Butler Li asked Ethan inquisitively.

Ethan bobbed his head. "Yes. My mommy."

"Eh? Your mommy? Miss Monica is your mother. That woman is a stranger." Butler Li scratched his face. He thought Ethan was just confused for his age.

But Ethan just let out a soft giggle. "Wrong. She's my Mommy! My angel told me. And I saw it clearly in my dreams!"

Butler Li frowned. Ethan's words didn't make sense at all. Well, he couldn't blame the child either. Monica never tried to get close to young Ethan. So maybe, the boy didn't feel any maternal connection with her. She showed him no motherly love at all.

"Young Master. I think you have a wild imagination. But it's fine. It's part of being a child."

Ethan pursed his lips when he heard that. He folded his arms over his chest and replied, "Not an imagination. Mom is my Mom. That's it!"