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I Only Care For Evil Duke's Child

“So what if he is his child, he does not belong to me!” These were the words of Anastasia all her life until she faced her doom. Anastasia, a young and naive woman, thought that duke Garrison was the most handsome and skilled man in the empire and married him. But she had no idea that traps and betrayals were waiting for her in the palace. Soon she was entangled in an embezzlement case and then her step son died saving her whom she had never paid attention to, and the blame comes to her. she cried and lamented for choosing the wrong persons and trusting the one who wanted her dead but her biggest regret was the child, Rowan! “Relationships are not made by blood, but by love and care. I was wrong all my life.. But now it's too late.” the feeble words of her heart died in the noise that was created by the wailing voices of spectators and hooves of the running carriages. “Anastasia Sopheriene killed her stepson, Rowan Sopheriene, for wealth and power. For her sins, she would be given the death penalty and all her wealth would be seized. Not only that, her parents would suffer the same fate. The royal court would personally witness the whole punishment. The court is adjourned for now.” the bang on the table decided her fate. She did not get the chance to speak. No one thought it was needed and so the story of A Villainess ended. But….. sometimes the god gives justice to the villainess too. When she opened her eyes, she was young again. Her eyes stared at the whole scene with relief and determination, “I will change the future of that child with me! This time… I know who is my enemy!” from there started a new story of power, love and the villainess who would never let her enemies rest. contact me on.. I_am_creator#2352 if you like my creation, you can also buy me a coffee https://ko-fi.com/iamcreator01/

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Take Her To Bed

Elowen gently put the knife on the table and dusted the invisible lint on her dress. Despite the commotion, there was not a single crease on her face that showed her anxiety. The crowd started to scatter, uninteresting in how the princess of another land adjusted her dress and sat on the table.. Alone.

Many fancied her and wanted to join, but she was marked by the second prince. Whoever would approach her, would get the wrath of the royal family. And as alluring or rich, or powerful she was, she was not worth their lives. Hell, what would money and title do if they would not leave the night breathing.

The burning stakes were living or should they say dying proof of it! So, even if she looked appetizing, none of them had looked at her twice and for once, Elowen was glad for it.