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Namara's Revenge

"She was willing to become a sex slave to avenge the death of her parents." Namara's parents were killed by the Black Wings Clan. She wanted to avenge their death. Unfortunately, she was so weak, no strength can be learned, even if it was just lowly magic. Namara wants to enter the palace of the Black Wings Clan and destroy them slowly. There was only one way for her to get in there, which is to become a sex slave of a man named Eros who is the second son of the head of the Black Wings Clan. Will Namara succeed after sacrificing her pride and dignity? What if Eros suddenly finds out the secret behind Namara's body regarding her true identity? Namara is not a simple woman at all. * A.N: This book is still messed up, it hasn't gone through the editing process yet

Yulia_R · Fantaisie
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Unexpected Voice

When night fell, Namara went to meet Helen. She barged into the palace library as usual. However, unlike usual, Helen wasn't there.

"Where's the old woman?" muttered Namara while looking in all directions.

Suddenly the door opened and revealed the figure of Helen who was standing holding a stick. The old woman used the stick to support her body.

"Indeed, you're back," commented Helen, who then stepped inside.

"You don't usually go outside," said Namara without replying to Helen's comment. She stepped over to the chair in front of Helen's desk.

"Did you think I would die here an immortal bookkeeper?" asked Helen sarcastically. Namara just chuckled at that.

"Namara..." Helen looked at Namara seriously.

"Why?" asked Namara.

"Are you that close to that foreign man? What's his name? Earl?"

Namara took a deep breath. "Why do you have to listen to what they have to say?"