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The Siren's Vengeance

"None of my pawns signified love but then he came along, disintegrating the whole chessboard to dust." ... Einstein said, 'The weak revenge. The strong forgive. The intelligent ignore.' To hell with that. I believe in 'Revenge is a dish best served cold.' For all that pain, the gore, and those blood-curdling screams that haunted me for the past 16 years, I am here. Right inside the den of those wolves who ripped my happy world to shreds. Inch by inch, drop by drop, they will pay their sins. But my vengeance did not include him. Archer Cardale. An enigma. There is something about him that can catch my attention in a room full of people, that made me choose him as my husband, as a pawn in my revenge. And there has to be something about him that makes me fall for him...hopelessly. I had nothing to lose... until him. He has no idea about what I am, about what I went through but he holds me close when I have nightmares. He kisses the coldness in my heart. But once he discovers that the girl in his bed and in his heart is the very same monster who is responsible for the brutal, cold-blooded murders happening around him, will he still hold me close? Or will he save those monsters who turned me into one? In the end, will he choose them? Or will we watch their downfall together? ... After their first time— She whispered, ''That was...'' ''Hmm?'' he played with her hair. "...something,'' she finished. ''Your vocabulary sucks,'' Archer chuckled. "You have something better to describe what happened between us?" "C'était un rêve devenu réalité pour moi,'' he smiled, looking at her stunned face. (Translation: It was a dream come true for me) ... [No rape or major misunderstandings. There will be explicit steamy scenes, a bit of angst, and it's a slow-burn romance. No direct jumping and doing stuff ahem!] ~ [Follow me on Instagram: @auroraboooks for all exclusive content, spoilers, and other fun stuff that I can't post here on WN]

Auroraaa · Fantasía
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Experience!

Though it seemed like a few minutes, but more than an hour has passed since Elvina came out of the bathroom and locked herself up inside the walk-in closet. 

He could hear the shuffling sounds from inside and he was curious about what she was up to.

And he got his answer when he raised his head to look to look at her as she stepped out. 

His jaws dropped and they remained dropped as he glanced at the woman wearing a deep neck flair dress. The high heels highlighted her long legs...No, no, perv, look at her face...!

"Where the hell are you going all dressed up like this?" was all he could utter. 

"This way? I look gorgeous right?" She asked nonchalantly. 

And the corner of his lips tugged up. He missed the daily dose of narcissism that she gave him. 

"Decent," Archer rolled his eyes, mentally gulping at the sight of her, "So where are you going again?"