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Lycan and His Lover

“Reject me!” She begs. “Reject me now!” His eyes are on the pitiful girl who is on her knees, begging for rejection. Her desperate tone makes his heart ache. He will do anything for this woman. Kiss her, love her and kill anyone for her. But reject? “You are stuck with me, my dear,” his silky voice resonates in her ears. His handsome face leans close, his scarlet eyes locked into hers. “You are mine, Roseanne and I will burn down this world if you go away…” In the kingdom of Ezealyra where supernatural creatures rule over the humans, 18 year old Roseanne Vadimovna is a witch and a slave owned by the Lycan Royal Family. Ruled by the ruthless Lycans, Roseanne is forced to do their bidding until one day she was sold off to an auction for lecherous werewolves. And her world turns upside down when he comes to her life. Dmitri Daskov, the Lycan Duke of Sloria. Her master. Her mate. Elusive, sly and manipulative, Dmitri harbors a dangerous obsession for vengeance against his enemies. When his eyes set on Roseanne, he becomes her new master with a purpose in his mind. Scared by her new circumstances, Roseanne finds herself in a new land with no hope of the future. Yet, she finds herself drawn to the dangerous darkness lurking within Dmitri, a darkness which is about to plunge her into the depths of hell. What will happen when she finds out his true intentions? Can she redeem him? Or will she also drown in his darkness?

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Venus is leaning over her son’s coffin at the crypt. The soldiers have brought back her dear Oswald in a blanket and kept his body inside the golden coffin with the emblem of the Visserion’s which is an emblem of a golden square with a red moon in the middle. The emblem is mocking Venus because ironically, it was changed during Alexa’s time as an Empress and she chose it.

She is too scared to open the coffin because her son’s body is so badly charred that it is impossible to look at it. Her heart is grieving for the loss of her beloved child but a monster like Eduard will not let her grieve in peace.

The door to the crypt room opens and Eduard enters it. Behind him is a dark haired woman who walks close to Eduard and by her scent, Venus can tell she is a fae. Eduard steps towards his son’s coffin, his eyes filled with fake sorrow.

“I wish I did not have to do this, my son!” He exclaims. “But I had to. I had to sacrifice my most precious possession…”