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#VAMPIRE
#CEO
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#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#MAFIA

Dear Immortal Tyrant

[Mature Content.] "I'll always be by your side, next to you, on top of you, behind you... The choice is yours to make." An immortal who has lived a millennium... He went by many names, many lives, many titles, but one stuck with him the most... Kaden. One look and you'd think you've met the devil. Dangerous, devious, and indifferent, people always bowed their heads to him—except for the woman that brought the tyrant to his knees. A woman with a special ability and curse... Lina. She was cursed with clairvoyance—the ability to see a person's close or far future. When most don't remember their childhood, Lina remembered her first life. Since birth, she had repeated nightmares about a man who supposedly died. 1000 years after his death, Lina sees him again, and he wants everything to do with her. Unfortunately, there's nowhere in this world she could go that he couldn't find her. What'd happen to the frightened Lina and the devious Kaden? Will they find love again? Will she run from the truth? Would he let her leave? A human girl and an immortal, together... it is a love that sent the world to its knees. + + + + + Warning: Strong sexual content. You might get addicted to the book ;) Connect with me: Instagram: www.instagram.com/xincerely_author Facebook: www.facebook.com/xincerelywriter/ Email: xincerely1@gmail.com Cover: A commissioned art piece drawn by Laylee Hui. All rights exclusive. Editor: diane_loves_2_read

Xincerely · Fantasia
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400 Chs
#R18
#REVENGE
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#CEO
#HISTORICAL
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#MAFIA
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Home Every Night

"Master DeHaven, it's such a pleasure to host you tonight!" The manager of the restaurant hurriedly greeted them, bowing his head in their presence. 

Lina was stunned that Kaden had brought her here. Reservations were often made four months in advance. The restaurant had been around for centuries now, starting off as a small hole-in-the-wall before transforming into fine dining. She recalled how Evelyn and her socialite friends always gossiped about finally snagging a seat at this restaurant.

"This must be the lovely lady you've reserved the private table for." The manager turned to the woman dressed in green. His eyes widened at how beautiful she was. Her hair was so dark, it was almost midnight blue. Her eyes were clear and sharp, but her features were docile. 

The temperature dipped. The manager felt daggers piercing into his skull. Shakily, he lowered his eyes.