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The Siren's Vengeance

"None of my pawns signified love but then he came along, disintegrating the whole chessboard to dust." ... Einstein said, 'The weak revenge. The strong forgive. The intelligent ignore.' To hell with that. I believe in 'Revenge is a dish best served cold.' For all that pain, the gore, and those blood-curdling screams that haunted me for the past 16 years, I am here. Right inside the den of those wolves who ripped my happy world to shreds. Inch by inch, drop by drop, they will pay their sins. But my vengeance did not include him. Archer Cardale. An enigma. There is something about him that can catch my attention in a room full of people, that made me choose him as my husband, as a pawn in my revenge. And there has to be something about him that makes me fall for him...hopelessly. I had nothing to lose... until him. He has no idea about what I am, about what I went through but he holds me close when I have nightmares. He kisses the coldness in my heart. But once he discovers that the girl in his bed and in his heart is the very same monster who is responsible for the brutal, cold-blooded murders happening around him, will he still hold me close? Or will he save those monsters who turned me into one? In the end, will he choose them? Or will we watch their downfall together? ... After their first time— She whispered, ''That was...'' ''Hmm?'' he played with her hair. "...something,'' she finished. ''Your vocabulary sucks,'' Archer chuckled. "You have something better to describe what happened between us?" "C'était un rêve devenu réalité pour moi,'' he smiled, looking at her stunned face. (Translation: It was a dream come true for me) ... [No rape or major misunderstandings. There will be explicit steamy scenes, a bit of angst, and it's a slow-burn romance. No direct jumping and doing stuff ahem!] ~ [Follow me on Instagram: @auroraboooks for all exclusive content, spoilers, and other fun stuff that I can't post here on WN]

Auroraaa · Fantasia
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209 Chs

File thief

''Go away... Don't come here... Shoo...'' 

From the corner of his eyes, Maven glanced at the woman who was sweating so hard while mumbling incoherent words. Everytime anyone hovered around her table, she had this same reaction. 

He wondered what treasure she had in that thick file that made her lose her calm? 

''What are you going to do if you don't find it?'' He paused the video and asked her. 

''You...'' Claire felt like she was being left on a cliffhanger. Here she was so worried about her file, did he have to pause it at a time like this? 

He looked unmoved by her glare. 

''Of course, I will strangle you,'' she said before averting her gaze back to the computer. 

''From top or bottom...?" 

''Huh? Did you say something?" Her gaze flew back to him as she glanced at him questioningly only to find him looking at her with narrowed eyes, something dangerous lurked behind those hazel flecks that she wasn't able to put a finger on.