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His Crimson Obsession

[mature//no rape] At the age of 14, Eiravyne had endured a life-altering burn inflicted by her father, a punishment she believed was a manifestation of her own inadequacies: her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and intellect. It wasn’t until a horrific massacre claimed her entire family that she had learned the true nature of her suffering. The burn had not merely been a mark of her father’s cruelty but a binding ritual linking her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, the very man she had been taught to fear above all. As Eiravyne was thrust into an arranged marriage with the Duke, she found herself entangled in a treacherous web of political power and intrigue. Amidst the chaos, she uncovered a staggering truth: her abusive family had not been her true lineage. Instead, she was the heir to the Sangrevers—a feared and formidable bloodline notorious for its depraved, lustful, manipulative, and twisted behavior…Afamily that was eradicated by the king for their own treason . With this revelation, Eiravyne faced a new nightmare. Duke Ilkar, convinced that she inherited the worst traits of her scandalous mother, regarded her as nothing more than a means to serve his own ambitions, while Eiravyne's deepest desire was to belong to a family that truly loved and accepted her. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

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Her memories

Eiravyne couldn't hold her tears any longer. Urag smiled in an unsympathetic, almost delighted way.

 "Ah, this is the perfect time for a gift, don't you think?" He leaned in closer, his breath cold against her skin.

"Eiravyne Sangrever, you don't know how much I've waited for this moment. Your whore of a mother, your lunatic husband, that fucking Verenth bastard too—they all were on the same side for too long. Keeping you like a stupid doll, throwing you here and there, was part of their sick plans." 

His voice dripped with venom, and Eiravyne's confusion and fear grew with every word. "You can't blame me for the bittersweet taste of my gift, okay?"

Before she could respond, Urag wiped her tears away with a rough hand.

 He leaned even closer, his presence suffocating, and suddenly placed his hand on her forehead. She shivered, closing her eyes in fear.