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Rosie's Games

Romance Carnival 1st Prize. BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT WOMAN. Rosalind Lux died after learning of her husband and sister’s betrayal. And just as she thought she finally found peace, she woke up forty years before her death. With memories from her past life intact, Rosalind vowed revenge. Her plans quickly brought her into the arms of a Duke whose enticing gaze contained mysteries that threatened not just her plans but her heart and body. …. BEWARE THE LOVE OF A CURSED MAN. Punished by the Goddess for his greed, Lucas Benjamen Rothley had been guarding the North for as long as he could remember. For hundreds of years, no woman has ever stirred his heart. That was until the fearsome Rosalind Lux stumbled into his life. Soon, he realized Rosalind wasn’t quite the damsel that she liked everyone to believe. She is hiding a secret so dark it could either end his curse or throw his life amiss. Tags: Revenge, Strong female lead, no rape or abuse, slow-burn romance. Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

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Rosie Rothley.

'It's not a bad name,' Rosalind thought. The fact that her hair, and even her face, had changed was fortunate. It meant she could start a new life. Duke Lucas Rothley just gave her the one thing that she wanted the most. A new start.

She did not care if he wanted her to call him husband or that she would spend the rest of her life repaying this favor, she could think about all the consequences later. Right now, she chose to bathe at the fact that from now on, she did not need to hide herself or her gift anymore.

"Are you awake?"

Rosalind looked at the door of the carriage that separated her from the Duke. Lucas had told her to sleep inside it instead of the tent as the camp was in the middle of nowhere. t Since she was still recovering, she needed to be where it was safest, and out in the wild where there might be beasts that would attack them, that meant the carriage.

"Yes, please come in," she called out.