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A Slave To The Evil Count

There is a thin line between love and hate, who knew when it started to fade between us. Earl of Gravestone is the most dangerous man of the WhiteThrone Empire. Not because he is strong enough to kill them without thinking twice. But he deals in secrets. Secrets that could destroy the peace standing on the thin ice sheets over a flooding river. But he had not gotten all this wrapped up as a gift by his family. He had earned it. Earned to show that one woman that he was worth choosing. To show that he was strong and loved. and he definitely had forgotten her after she left him for another man. Except that… he did not. He was still clutched by her memories to the limit that it hurt him when he breathed. So what would happen if the newest secret he found was…. Her husband was a traitor. If he wants, he could break her life. But would he? The deepening shadow of the crimes he had committed and the darkness within him wanted to devour her. But a tiny part that still remembered her love wanted to save her at the same time. Who would win in the end?

Fallen_meteor · 奇幻言情
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The distant cries of the crows could be heard. The darkness of the sky seems to be crawling on the earth, covering it with gloominess and a chilling atmosphere. The roads had long turned empty. The area looked so desolate that Elara wondered if she could find a soul if she would have come earlier or that is how the estate looked now.

Covered with a dark cloak, she kept walking with Alric. He was scanning the whole area with narrowed eyes. It might be for her security but the way he was looking made her uneasy.

"You did not need to come. I could have handled it." she whispered when he frowned looking at the damaged road, filled with mud and puddles.

"It had not rained for days," he cursed. "You wanted to come here alone?" His frown grew deeper at the question and she had to look away to calm herself.