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Rosie's Games

Romance Carnival 1st Prize. BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT WOMAN. Rosalind Lux died after learning of her husband and sister’s betrayal. And just as she thought she finally found peace, she woke up forty years before her death. With memories from her past life intact, Rosalind vowed revenge. Her plans quickly brought her into the arms of a Duke whose enticing gaze contained mysteries that threatened not just her plans but her heart and body. …. BEWARE THE LOVE OF A CURSED MAN. Punished by the Goddess for his greed, Lucas Benjamen Rothley had been guarding the North for as long as he could remember. For hundreds of years, no woman has ever stirred his heart. That was until the fearsome Rosalind Lux stumbled into his life. Soon, he realized Rosalind wasn’t quite the damsel that she liked everyone to believe. She is hiding a secret so dark it could either end his curse or throw his life amiss. Tags: Revenge, Strong female lead, no rape or abuse, slow-burn romance. Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

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Mercenaries 7

Marie could not help but pinch her arm as she stopped herself from shaking.

"I always thought that Miss Marie would be the one who would receive the blessing. It turns out that— ." Dorothy had a look of worry on her face as she blinked at Marie. "I apologize Miss Marie. But please do not worry… the one who will receive the blessing will surely treat us well." Dorothy gave her a warm smile as if she was comforting her yet, Marie did not miss the mockery in her eyes.

The woman was mocking her.

Yet, she could not do anything to rebut her words. She gritted her teeth. Her face was still pale and she could still feel her limbs shaking from what just transpired. She then looked at her mother who fainted after her turn. Right now, some servants are escorting her mother out of the gardens towards the physician's quarters.

"Oh— it seems that no one would receive the blessing— " someone from behind them uttered. "Isn't it a pity?"

"There is still one," someone said.