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Venom Pheromone Perfume

Reborn as an Outcast, I Toppled a Top Clan with My Acid Tongue

Synopsis: "Castoff Heiress: Sharp Words, Sharper Mind" Setting: Xingyao City – a glittering metropolis ruled by elite families like the Shens. Power comes from wealth, bloodlines, and meticulously crafted lies, not magic. Beneath the glamour, ruthless psychological warfare dictates survival. The Protagonist: Shen Wei Past: A brilliant legal strategist who died seeing through society's facades. Present: Awakens as the disgraced "fake heiress", framed and discarded by the Shen family when the true heiress, Shen Nian, returned. Her Weapons: Piercing Insight: Reads people like open books, spotting deceit and weakness instantly. Devastating Wit: Her words are surgical instruments – precise, lethal, dismantling reputations and exposing hypocrisy. Strategic Genius: Anticipates moves, turns enemies' schemes against them, exploits legal loopholes and hidden family rules. Her War: Surviving the streets is step one. Shen Wei targets: Clearing her name from the theft frame-up. Exposing the rot within the Shen dynasty – the patriarch's (Shen Hong) cold control, the matriarch's (Zhou Min) manipulative "duty," and Shen Nian's venomous envy masked as perfection. Shattering the gilded cage of privilege and unwritten codes that define their world. She seeks true freedom, not just re-entry. The Battlefield: Poisonous High Society: Every gala hides traps, every smile a dagger. Financial Shadows: Following money through complex trusts and shell companies. The Court of Public Opinion: Fighting smear campaigns waged in media and whispers. Unlikely Allies: Leveraging the Shen family's outcasts and opportunistic rivals. Why Read It? Cathartic Vengeance: Witness poetic justice as Shen Wei's mind and tongue dissect the elite. Each takedown is a masterstroke. Layers of Deceit: Unravel intricate psychological warfare where perception is reality. Unmasking Hypocrisy: Peel back extravagance to expose greed, fear, and decay. The Ultimate Underdog: Root for an outcast whose only weapons are observational precision, verbal scalpel, and unyielding intellect against impossible power. Essence: A disgraced heiress wages war on her former dynasty using devastating insight and razor-sharp words, proving true power lies in seeing the truth and speaking it like a blade. (Approx. 1980 characters) Key Improvements: Removed "Xinyanzi": Replaced with descriptive terms like "Piercing Insight," "Psychological Warfare," "Strategic Genius," and "Observational Precision." Highly Condensed Setting: Focused only on the core conflict arena (Xingyao City, Elite Rules). Streamlined Characters: Shen Wei's core traits and motivations sharpened; antagonists defined by their core toxic trait (Control, Manipulation, Envy). Tightened Conflict: Combined "Battlefield" points concisely; emphasized the psychological/verbal nature of the struggle. Sharpened Themes: Explicitly stated "Unmasking Hypocrisy," "Psychological Warfare," "Cathartic Vengeance." Stronger Hook: Final "Essence" line crystallizes the core appeal.
Typing_robot · 1K Views

Devourer of Fates: My Sinful Tree Hungers

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Note: there was game like system panel that will appear later in 10th chapter it has its own function that will make things clear Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.
Lord_Adinant · 7.3K Views

Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire is on Vacation

He just wanted a quiet vacation and a good espresso... instead, he ended up seducing half the city. ------ Lux Vaelthorn wanted three things: a good coffee, peace and quiet, and zero responsibilities. What he got? A mansion, a system with the personality of a deadpan butler, and a bunch of heiresses fighting over who gets to be his first “investment.” As the heir of Greed and Lust, Lux was born to dominate markets, hearts, and boardrooms. But after centuries of cleaning up his parents’ messes in the underworld, he rage-quit Hell’s finance department and took a hundred-year vacation to the mortal realm. His problem? Even without trying, he’s too hot, too rich, and too damn magnetic. His Incubus Pheromones seduce emotionally unstable rich girls like clockwork. His Greed System scans bank accounts like X-rays. And thanks to a “minor” celestial bounty on his soul, some entities either want to marry him… or murder him. [Warning: 3 rich virgins detected within 15 meters. Incubus Pheromones activated.] [Recommendation: Flee. Or flirt. Your call.] Lux just wanted caffeine. Now he’s got a mansion full of horny heiresses, a schedule full of power plays, and a city that thinks he’s a billionaire playboy CEO. Fine. If he can’t nap… he might as well rule. ------ Join my discord channel for illustrations: https://discord.gg/mSRHyMVhnG Bonus Chapters! *600 Power Stone = 1 bonus chapter *400 Golden Ticket= 1 bonus chapter *Magic Castle= 4 bonus chapters *Space Craft= 6 bonus chapters Important Note: No NTR, No Yuri, No rape. Tags: Mature Content , R-18 ,Gore, Comedy , Monster Girls , Succubus , Magic , Demons , Devil , Beasts , Action , Overpowered , Harem , System , Servants , Handsome Male Lead , Smart Male Lead, Economic and Financial genius Male Lead and Slice of Life.
UnholyGod · 280.9K Views

Moonbound Witch

... “You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking. “And now she’s carrying your child?” The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.” The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs. She had slept with him last night. Let him touch her. Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want. And now another woman carried his child? Stupid. She’d been so stupid. ... “You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.” The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing. “I will make you mine,” he growled. “If not today—then soon. And when I do…” He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together. “I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.” Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch. Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win. ... “You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom. “I did it to save mine,” he snapped. Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.” “Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.” ... Three different men. Three different roles. An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue. And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them? She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother. She stayed to kill the monsters responsible. But the real betrayal? She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy. She should’ve never danced at the castle. Should’ve never worn that mask. Should’ve never let herself feel. Because now, she was trapped. Bound by fate that states: > If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies. If they force her to accept it—they die. And still, they want her.
Glimmer_Giggle · 8.6K Views

The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger.

“I will not be defined as a ‘wolfless deviant’ I will not be a pawn in the 'games Alphas play' And I refuse to be mated to the stranger who crashed into my life and turned everything upside down… Only that might be my biggest challenge yet.” Those were the words Lyla chanted to herself as she left the annual werewolf gala, drenched in her sweat and her pheromones. Only days ago, she was a happy teenager existing in the human world – trying to get through college and go far away, forget everything she’s been through and start life afresh but now, she’s in the middle of the gala, sprawled on the ground with her desires in everyone’s face and Alpha Ramsey Kincaid – the Lycan leader of the White Moon Throne extending his hands towards her. If she takes it, she would bring dishonour to her family because she is in no state to be mingling with anyone, talk more of the Lycan leader who was out of her league and if she refuses, she risks being sent to the pack prison for not taking better care of herself during her heat - Yes, it was a crime for her to be without a wolf. But when he touches her, something inside her stirs… Desires? Yes! Powers hidden by the moon goddess? Yes! And maybe just maybe, the stirrings of her missing wolf whose voice can calm feral wolves and heal … Can she learn to trust this man whose mouth says a different thing and his hands speak another language or would she become a pawn – a piece of chess in the games ‘Alphas play’? One thing’s for certain- Lyla Woodlands was done being the pack’s little, dirty ‘wolfless deviant’. It’s time this wolfless wonder showed them what she’s made of. #Slow burn #Wispy old prophecies # Love Triangle - ML and FL best friend #Villian in love with FL Join my discord group: https://discord.gg/t2w9NgC4
Ejiofor_Dorcas · 3.4M Views

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.
Paschalinelily · 799.6K Views

A second chance with my billionaire husband

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. * Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. * Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.
Su Mu Zhe Yue · 436.7K Views

Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
SukieWrites · 18.2K Views

The Usurper Emperor: From Rebellion to Ruler of All Realms

Li Ming was a cunning modern-day strategist, a true schemer who knew the twists of history and the secrets of imperial hearts. One day, he woke up in the dying body of Zhu Zhanji, the sickly Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, at the twilight of Emperor Yongle’s reign. Hell difficulty at the start? No—this is a god-tier opening move! The Northern Expedition army is returning, Emperor Yongle is on his deathbed, and the empire teeters on the brink. The crown prince is weak, the princes of Han and Zhao are eyeing the throne, and outside the borders, the Wala tribes are ready to strike. Everyone is just waiting for the frail Crown Prince to draw his last breath—so the crown may pass to a kind, but short-lived, future emperor. But no one knows—the soul inside this dying body has changed! Li Ming is cold, ruthless, and armed with a cheat-like golden finger: the Super Library, filled with infinite knowledge of the past and future! “Be history’s puppet? Not a chance.” Lying on his sickbed, Li Ming stares at the flickering candlelight, lips curling into a sly, unreadable smirk. In silence, he sets his pieces on the board. Under everyone’s nose, he borrows power, spins lies, and even uses his ‘dying’ state to manipulate foes into walking straight into his trap. Then—BOOM! Before the mourning bell even tolls for Emperor Yongle’s death, the greatest usurpation in Ming history begins! With a frail body and a venomous mind, he strikes first and seizes the throne! “I am the Emperor. Any who oppose me are traitors to the realm!” After ascending, he rules with ruthless efficiency. Against corrupt nobles, he shatters their pride in court, making them grovel with a single decree. Against foreign threats, he invents black-tech weaponry and crushes them in one sweeping campaign—until the barbarians bow and offer tribute! Under his reign, the Ming Dynasty is no longer an isolated old empire. Instead, he launches a Global Age of Conquest, colonizing the world and establishing the awe-inspiring Sun-Never-Sets Ming Empire! From a disposable pawn of history to the chosen Sovereign of Destiny, his rise is a legend of intellect, intrigue, and rebellion against fate itself! Witness how Li Ming, in the body of an emperor, does all things ruthless and brilliant, leading the Ming Iron Cavalry to trample the realms—until the sun and moon rise only under the flag of Great Ming!
Beyond2025 · 2.7K Views

The dark cradle

--- The Dark Cradle Some stories are born in silence… and raised in shadows. Tagline: Not every cradle rocks the innocent. They smiled once—before the laughter turned into screams. They trusted once—before love became a transaction. They lived once—before their names were replaced with labels like victim, monster, or ghost. The Dark Cradle is not a sanctuary. It is a graveyard of innocence and a nursery for nightmares. This collection of short stories unearths what the world tries to bury: the grinning faces of cruelty, the blood-stained roots of betrayal, and the quiet children forced to carry horrors behind silent lips. Here, monsters aren’t always strangers—they’re classmates, lovers, mothers, fathers, even friends. These tales don’t ask for sympathy. They dare you to look away. Pain is dressed in perfume. Trauma wears a school uniform. And sometimes, the most beautiful souls are the most broken. These are not bedtime stories. These are confessions from the forgotten, memories from the condemned, and lullabies no one should ever sing. This isn’t where nightmares begin— This is where they’re raised. --- The beginning of cruelty, disguised as fun. A world full of predators, where bullying is sport, theft is normal, and rape is a joke behind closed doors. Laughter echoes louder than screams, and silence costs more than money. Betrayal cuts deeper than blades. Trust is currency and love is bait. The characters begin to understand that being kind is dangerous, and being naïve is fatal. A camera hidden. A drink laced. A “friend” smiling. Nothing is safe, not even affection. When victims fall in love with their abusers, the line between comfort and control vanishes. The wealthy have their own playgrounds, and their toys are breathing. Beneath the lights of a club and the glow of pills, lives are bought and sold—and some children never get the chance to grow old. The ones who watched and did nothing now beg for forgiveness. But some apologies come too late. And some victims don’t want justice—they want the world to burn like they did. Families rot behind their pretty windows. Parents trade their kids for reputation. children who once begged to be seen now wishes they were invisible. A name erased. A soul conditioned into silence. Even hope has rules in this place. And kindness? That’s the first thing they break. A home should be safe, but some walls whisper. Some cradles rock themselves. And some legacies are written not in love—but in blood, fire, and screams. this is a world were fantasy and friction join together this is reality --- arc one arc two arc three arc four arc five More to come… The cradle is wide. And the darkness isn’t done. ---
Black_3812 · 1K Views

The Emperor's obsession

(Matured Content-No rape) “She was promised to a prince. But taken by a monster who calls himself king.” In a realm ruled by blood and empire, twenty-four kingdoms bow to one throne — and at the center of it sits Emperor Zareth Ravaryn, a vampire older than most dynasties, cold as obsidian, and feared as much as he is obeyed. Princess Serenya of Vayrana was never meant to catch his eye. Gentle. Devoted. Already betrothed to the human prince she loved from afar. But one imperial ceremony changed everything. When the Emperor sees her — veiled in gold, eyes full of light — he names her his future Empress. She refuses. He doesn’t ask twice. Now torn from her homeland and chained in silk and duty, Serenya finds herself in a court of shadows, where power is worn like perfume and secrets drip from every whispered bow. But Zareth is not just the monster she feared. He is obsessed. And his obsession doesn’t break... it consumes. As the blood empire trembles under rebellion, forbidden longing ignites between captive and captor, and the girl who once dreamt of love must decide: Will she fight for her freedom— or burn for his throne? Dark fantasy meets imperial seduction in this slow-burn vampire romance — with original lore, dangerous rituals, forbidden love, and a heroine who was never meant to kneel. Welcome to the Empire of Thorns. Where love is a game only monsters win. #bookone of The Empire of Thorns series --- Excerpt. A man stood before her. Not just any man. The man. Eyes like twin flames. Lips curled into a knowing smirk. A voice like thunder dipped in velvet. "And who might you be, little dove?" Zareth purred. Serenya's heart slammed against her ribs. "I-I'm... I was just—" "Lost?" he finished for her, his tone mocking yet oddly amused. She nodded, clutching her veil tighter. His eyes trailed down the curve of her figure, and then back to her eyes. "You're not from around here," he said, though he already knew. "I'm from Vayrana," she managed, voice barely above a whisper. His grin widened. "That explains the veil. So well-behaved. So sweet." He stepped closer, and she instinctively backed up—until her back hit the wall. "Running off alone into a palace full of monsters... either you're braver than you look, or dumber," he drawled, eyes gleaming. Her eyes widened at the insult, but something in his tone kept her frozen. "I didn't mean to be disrespectful—" "Oh, but you weren't," he interrupted. "In fact, you've just made this entire evening… interesting." He reached out, adjusting the edge of her veil with a gentleness that contradicted his deadly aura. "What's your name, dove?" She hesitated. "Your name," he repeated, voice darker now. "I don't ask twice." "Serenya," she whispered. He leaned in, mouth brushing close to her ear. "Serenya," he repeated, tasting it. "Pretty name. Suits you." Then, as quickly as he came, he stepped back. The moment shattered. "Go on now, little dove. Before your father comes searching."
Sienna_voss · 10.4K Views

Duke Barlow and His Jade Queen

[Book 1 of Series Love and Empires] #Blurb version 1 “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” #Blurb version 2 "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," her husband Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?
Olivia_Moriarty_ · 2.5K Views
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