Duke, it hurts...
[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Welcome to the fancy world of the elite, where Seraphina Alaric, a delicate and fragile girl always relying on medicine to get better, is just trying to catch a break before her life gets turned upside down by an arranged marriage... Seriously, who wants to be tied down when you’re still figuring out what you want in life? During a swanky banquet, she bumps into the enigmatic Duke of Everwyn. And the craziest part? She has no clue who this guy is—just thinks he’s some mysterious stranger. Out of nowhere, feeling adventurous (and maybe a bit reckless), she suggests a secret rendezvous that turns her whole world upside down. In that hidden moment, Seraphina dives headfirst into her wildest desires. But plot twist—turns out, the guy she just spent the night with is none other than her future husband. Oops! So much for a mysterious stranger—she just spent the night with her future husband! "Duke, It Hurts..." invites you into a whirlwind of self-discovery, steamy romance, and the sweet chaos of love when you least expect it. Can Seraphina break free from societal chains, or will she find herself tangled in the very web she tried to escape? Join her on this thrilling journey, and discover how love can be both liberating and complicated. Don’t miss out—your next obsession is just a page away!
THE GRAVE...
He held on tighter as if his grip could somehow pull her back from the brink.
Behind him, the newborn's cries pierced the room, as if sensing the mother's condition. The wails were filled with helplessness and sorrow, mingling with the tense air that hung over everyone
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The night passed, and as the first rays of sunlight crept in, they gently touched the small crib. The baby, Kelin, slowly opened his purple eyes and wriggled his fingers.
The nanny, half-asleep beside him, didn't notice, but Kelin wasn't one to cry just because.
He looked around, curious about everything as if trying to understand this big new world he'd arrived in.
A soft breeze swept through the room, rustling his black hair.
His tiny hands reached out to catch it, waving aimlessly in the air, before turning his gaze to his fingers. He seemed fascinated, lost in his own little world.