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#REINCARNATION
#R18
#SUPERPOWERS
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#HISTORICAL
#FIRSTLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS

Marrying A Tyrant To Save The Kingdom

No Time For Men When My Revenge Is Brewing! Thrown into a loveless marriage with a monster, guilty of being born in the warring era; she was left empty-handed. Era, an enticing beauty with valorant soul. Yet her shattered heart, clouded by hatred, she desired something more. Vidor, the enraged powerful tyrant with a curse. Light emerged in his hell- life in the unimaginably painful way. *********** "Stay away from me!" Era screamed at the top of her lungs as her feet found their lining in retreating backwards till she hit the wall. DEAD END! A soft chuckle resounded in the poorly lit room followed by a bone-chilling voice that seemed to make one's knees buckle upon hearing it. "And why should I? Or have you forgotten that your parents willingly gave you to me to spare their sorry lives and that of your people?" Sobs! Sniffs! "They may have, but it was a sacrifice I chose to pay." "Great. I love that boldness little rabbit, but you belong to me now and that includes all of you." His dark onyx eyes roamed over her body lustfully as his tongue stylishly slid out of his mouths licking his lower lips before covering the little gap between them. "Every inch of you." "NEVER! I... HATE... YOU, MONSTER!!" “Hahaha… Until then. I would wait till the day you beg and want me, my little rabbit." ************* MATURE CONTENT! Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Cover edited by PayalSinghRajput Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa Discord: BaeVida#7167

BaeVida · Fantasia
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263 Chs
#REINCARNATION
#R18
#SUPERPOWERS
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#HISTORICAL
#FIRSTLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS

The Sweet Touch of a Woman

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CHAPTER 223

~SLYERIA~

BRAAAGGHHHHH

Far off in another kingdom, while the king and queen of Etheria enjoyed their night of heavy downpour and blissful make-out session, another kingdom plotted out another attack.

In the slightly dark room barely lit up by a single lamp at a corner in one of the walls, sat a middle-aged man. His brows furrowed deeply while his eyes pierced, shining with a dark glint as he directed his gaze to his front.

Another young man half knelt, placing his left hand on his sword tilt at his left-hand side with his head slightly bowed before the older man.

"My Lord," the young man called out respectfully.

'What news have you for me, Gideon?" And mind you, it had better be good," Yonder let off in a warning tone.

"It is good. It is great if I do say so myself."

'Then speak," Yonder commanded.