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A Slave To The Evil Count

There is a thin line between love and hate, who knew when it started to fade between us. Earl of Gravestone is the most dangerous man of the WhiteThrone Empire. Not because he is strong enough to kill them without thinking twice. But he deals in secrets. Secrets that could destroy the peace standing on the thin ice sheets over a flooding river. But he had not gotten all this wrapped up as a gift by his family. He had earned it. Earned to show that one woman that he was worth choosing. To show that he was strong and loved. and he definitely had forgotten her after she left him for another man. Except that… he did not. He was still clutched by her memories to the limit that it hurt him when he breathed. So what would happen if the newest secret he found was…. Her husband was a traitor. If he wants, he could break her life. But would he? The deepening shadow of the crimes he had committed and the darkness within him wanted to devour her. But a tiny part that still remembered her love wanted to save her at the same time. Who would win in the end?

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He Only Wanted Her!

"Another!" a hand raised with a sword but before it could land on its opponent, another word blocked it. The man stumbled. Gritting his teeth, he attacked Lenhart again. But the result was the same. Before the sword could touch Lenhart, it was blocked with enough force that the sword trembled. If not for the tight grip, it would have fallen on the ground already.

But the impact was harsher than one could fathom. The man groaned.

"Stronger!" Lenhart shouted before the man could succumb to pain. The man gritted his teeth. His eyes narrowed and filled with killing intent as he tried to attack again. But this time, before he could move, a dagger was already on his neck. The cold touch on his skin made his eyes widened and he took a step back.