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#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#SUPERPOWERS
#TRAGEDY
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#FATEDLOVE
#SIDECHARACTER

Trapped in the hands of a devil

"Why did you poison my drink?" He asked, his dark red eyes glaring down at her. Her eyes widened, her face paling at the accusation. "I... I didn't..." She stammered, shaking her head in denial. "it's not poison!" It couldn't have been. "Very well then." He grinned, his unusually long canines coming into view. "Drink up." There, she knew she'd gotten herself into trouble. . . . It was supposed to be an easy task but when the devilish Devon Dwayne accused her of spiking his drink, Leticia Andros found herself thrust into a completely different world at the mercy of a man she barely knew. And he had no intention of letting her go. He planned on tearing her apart, bit by bit but the more he tried, the harder he failed, making him realise she's a lot more than she looked. Perhaps she could be used to his advantage. But the longer Leticia stayed there, the more dangers lurked around her yet she must confront her emotions and fight her growing affection towards Devon. Will Leticia break free from his clutches and find a way to take control of her own destiny? Or will she give in to the threats that looms over her? . . " Call me a devil or whatever you wish to. But then know this. Once you're in, there is no way out. You are trapped in the hands of this devil. YOU ARE MINE". ***Didn't intend on making this book a slow burn but then here we are. But trust me when I say you're gonna enjoy every minute of it.***

Bleeding_Ink · 幻想
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85 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#SUPERPOWERS
#TRAGEDY
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#FATEDLOVE
#SIDECHARACTER

Why is she still alive?

"Ah, shit that hurts!" Amaya groaned, her emerald eyes red with pain as the medicine man attended to her injury.

"Endure just a little bit more, Amaya," he said soothingly. "The venom has spread, but don't worry, it's almost out. Thank goodness you came to me on time."

The medicine man's chamber was dimly lit, with shelves lined with ancient tomes and strange artifacts. A faint scent of sandalwood and myrrh, and some natural herbs filled the air.

The medicine man worked in silence for a moment before speaking again. "But then, you have lots of explanations. Why were you stabbed with a poisoned dagger?"

"It's a long story, Uncle Brunei. Just do what you need to do, geez." Mya hissed, wincing in pain as she tried to shift her position on the makeshift bed. Her emerald eyes flashed with anger and frustration, but her uncle's stern expression only made her more defiant.