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Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

When the pure lotus provoked her, she slapped her instantly, "It's just a pair of worn-out shoes. If you want them so desperately, take them and wear them." President Jones intruded with a cheeky face, "Wife, even if they're worn-out shoes, I'd only let you wear them." "Scram!" ... 【One man, one woman】Four years ago, she left in fury with the bun in her oven. Four years later— "Uncle, I noticed that your face has a gloomy look, it looks like you have excessive liver heat. It's obvious you lack a wife. Do you want to get to know my mommy?" The president who remained aloof from women looking at his mini-me, his eyes deepened. He immediately packed up the mother and child, and brought them back home, pampered them to the point of annoying everyone. Someone asked, "President Jones, isn't this a bit too unreasonable?" The president smirked coldly, "You expect me to be reasonable when pleasing my wife?" This is a story about an overbearing President Jones, who's fiercely dominant, and unreasonable in pampering his wife.

Ken was about to take his own life, after he had experienced a very tragic emotion. However, he was stopped by a mysterious cyan screen before his eyes. "What is this?" The Cyan screen displayed a message. It called itself the Guarantee System, and told him that it would guarantee whatever mission he desires. And through these missions he was to earn a reward, and these rewards were to be massive if the mission he takes, is relating to a… female. Then the question followed… [What will be your first mission?] At that moment, Ken knew… just the right thing he wanted. With a smirk on his face he said. "I WILL GET ALL THE LADIES I WANT!" Hehe' _ Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and organizations are imaginary and any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. The narrative is intended for entertainment purposes only and does not reflect real-life occurrences or perspectives. Enjoy! ~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~= Support with GT n PT n Gifts. 100 Power Stones: 1 bonus chapters 50 Golden Tickets = 2 bonus chapters Magic Castle = 5 bonus chapters This Author would like a super gift. It would really cheer their soul.

Abyss Marhxist is a reincarnated soul. After his unfortunate death in his previous life, he wanted to live an even quieter life the 2nd time around. But life never seems to go as planned for him. At his Acceptance Ceremony, he realizes a few unsettling truths about his new life, and why he was brought to this world. The only problem is, he hates the predictable tropes for isekai animes, and wants no part in any of it. He is faced with two choices: Obey the will of the Gods. Or Become public enemy #1. "Being the Villian of my own story doesn't sound all that bad..." Abyss smirked, darkly.

In a world where royales, power, and identities collide, Delina, the Crown Princess struggled the most. She is soon to be married to the General of their neighboring kingdom, Turindarth Kingdom. But with the officials trying to kill the royal members to rule the kingdom, Reinkiln Kingdom, and the mages practicing forbidden magic, the Dark Magic, would Delina be able to overcome and stand on her grounds? “Crown Princess,” Handell spoke amidst the chill of the snow, “Are you hiding something from me?” Delina merely tugged her lips upward. “What makes you think like that, General?” “How was it possible for someone to change within a short span of time?” Delina, who was staring at the falling snow, faced him and smirked. “There's nothing to hide. The snow falls, the weather changes, and the Royal Palace is in ruins. General, I have nothing to hide.” But was that the case? Delina, the wrong Crown Princess of the Reinkiln Kingdom, is hiding her identity!

Junior Smith was regarded as the useless and poor son-in-law in the eyes of all, but then, everything changed, starting with his name. "So, I can call you mother?" Junior asked Emily "Of course. You're my son" Emily answered "And one more thing" she continued, "Your name is actually Mansion Miller Junior." His father, Mansion Miller, was CEO of D'Miller brand, the country's top company. Junior's love for Jasmine Banks was an interesting thing - it was crystal clear, yet tainted by the dark truth he couldn't ignore. Behind her captivating smile and sultry eyes, Junior saw a bitter force that threatened to consume him whole. His heart beat strongly with a quiet fury, one that has been held in for too long and in that moment he made a calculated resolve. With a sly smirk, Junior whispered to himself, "They'll never see it coming."

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he had a smirk as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

Once, she was a lone assassin, a shadow moving through the underbelly of society, feared yet utterly alone. Her life ended on a cold, desolate rooftop, betrayed during a mission that should have been her crowning achievement. But death was not the end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the body of Athena Demerin, the pampered granddaughter of the Northern Duke in the Andromeda Galaxy. Born into privilege, the original Athena was a rising star, determined to carve out a name in the entertainment industry while keeping her noble lineage a secret. Now, with a second chance at life, the assassin-turned-aristocrat is faced with an entirely different battlefield, interstellar fame, and family legacies. But the stakes are higher than ever when she discovers that her new body comes with an unexpected complication. She’s been secretly married to Major General Mors Jericho, a legendary but distant hero with secrets of his own. Thrown into the glittering world of stardom and the cold corridors of military estates, Athena must balance the dreams of the body’s former owner, her duties as a "young madam," and her own assassin instincts. As she navigates these unfamiliar territories, she uncovers hidden truths about her family, the galaxy, and even her enigmatic husband. Can a woman who lived in the shadows find her place under the glaring spotlight of fame? And will she allow herself to open up to the possibility of love in a life she never asked for? With heart-pounding twists, dazzling interstellar settings, and the clash of two wildly different lives, Athena’s journey is one of rediscovery, resilience, and rewriting destiny. Athena: "Major General, do you always lurk in hallways like a ghost?" Mors: "Do you always wander your own house like a lost tourist?" Athena: "I didn’t realize I needed a map for my home. Or are certain areas Mors-Only Zones?" Mors: "Bold. But tell me, is this charm natural, or just for me?" Athena: "Depends. Is your blindness natural, or temporary?" Mors: smirking "Temporary. But even blind, I can tell when someone’s blushing." Athena: huffing "Blushing? You’d need to try harder, Major." Mors: leaning closer "Is that a challenge? Careful, wife... I never lose." Athena: smirking back "Don’t tempt me to prove you wrong." Mors: "Dinner’s in an hour. Let’s see who wins that battle first."

NOTE: THIS BOOK IS A SERIES BOOK FOR EX-HUSBAND'S REGRETS AND HEIRESS REVENGE. IT CONTAINS MANY OTHER INTERESTING SERIES. XOXO "We'll make another baby." These words broke her heart. She threw the divorce papers on his face. "Sign this. Let's get this over with. I'm tired of being your sidepiece." With a smirk, he replied without hesitation. "Elena, you won't get a dime as compensation. Pack your things and get lost." Disappointed, Elena goes through with the divorce and goes back to being the heiress of the wealthy Brooks family. At an auction, she meets her ex-husband and spends a fortune to get an antique. Shocked, her ex-husband asked her. "Who are you, Elena?" "The woman you rejected." Elena Brooks loved him all her life. Concealing her identity, she married him, hoping that her burning passion would warm his cold heart. But for three years of their marriage, she was treated like trash and a blood bank for her husband's childhood friend Aurora. He never considered her his wife, she was just a tool… one that would donate blood to Aurora anytime she falls sick. She endured all the mistreatment that she got from the marriage until she lost her baby.​​​​​​​

“Did Mr Maguire send you?" She asked and he rested his hands on the wheel. “Pretty, is that the secret code you girls use these days?” The charming man asked with a smirk. "I almost thought I wouldn't find you or anyone in this weather but I guess it's just my luck."

They say the moments before your death flash before your eyes. For us, it wasn’t death. Not really. It was just another Saturday night—a app ChatHaven filled with memes, debates, and plans to meet up next weekend. Then the white light came, brighter than anything I’d ever seen. My voice, once loud in my headphones, was swallowed whole by silence. And when I opened my eyes, the world I knew was gone. Reborn into a alternate earth and a Victorian-era history that never existed, we found ourselves in a world as beautiful as it was cruel. A world where whispers of a forgotten crown and an ancient prophecy haunted our every step. Now, armed with strange powers and thrown into a web of mystery, betrayal, and war, we must survive in a realm teetering on the edge of calamity. Bonds will be tested. Secrets will be unraveled. And in the end, the choices we make might not just decide this world’s fate—but our own.

"Chocolate tastes more sweet , when it's on your lips," he said with a smirk. It contains friends , family and young romance. Read it properly , you'll find something interesting.....

"Come with me to take over the world! I am sure I'll make you King of Kings by then!" declared an invigorate figure. His long reddish blue hairs fluttering with a burning red gaze, he smirked. The 13 boys stared at him stunned. "What? Are you surprised?" Bewilderment yet a promise and an everlasting bond formed, So it begins the journey of stars. A mysterious and an amazingly talented juvenile cricket player Alan Rex Lorenzo, (concealing his identity) after suffering a huge loss two years ago, travels around the world in search of a strong team to rival the upcoming Men T-20 cricket world cup. Upon recieving a call from his brother from the Under-18 High school representatives cricket base, he heads back to Pakistan to encounter what he wandered insearch for long. Prodigies and Geniuses of all kinds from all over the country with talents shockingly astounding from one another gather together. Secrets and bonds, understanding and trust, hardwork and passion, relentless, brave and a youth never giving up! The kings of cricket alongside Alan rise up at the world stage once again!

Excerpt "Who is she? She is not the one I was supposed to marry." "Master, She is the other woman's sister. She came here to represent her." His butler responds. Eric smirks. "That cheeky woman thinks she can get a taste of me and run. Find her, and bring her here." "Yes, Master Eric." * When Mina Campbell is cast out of her adoptive parent's home to represent her step sister at a 'checking' ritual, everything becomes blurry and faded, even worse when they turn their backs on her, calling her a whore who's out to ruin their lives. She's sad, angry and despaired. Until Eric Walters decides to claim the young, cute and petite woman for himself, and slowly, she ends up being the Wealthy Man's weakness, oh, and his strength.

Ahn Jae Joon is cast aside by everyone he trusted and he is then driven to suicide. After being given a chance at life again, he decides to make his wrongs right and rewrite destiny, he will make the right friends and love the right person but can he really change his destiny to die at age 28? follow Jae Joon on his journey and how he conquers fate. "I will rise from the slump no matter what and y'all better watch out for me" Jae Join smirks and gulps down his glass of beer.

[LitRPG / Isekai / Adventure / Action / Comedy] Inspired by Mushoku Tensei, God of War, Bloodborne, Elden Ring & Warhammer 40k. Zen Hawthorn is a strange fellow, born with a curse that makes everyone question his sanity. In a cruel twist of fate, he embarks on a journey to avenge his grandfather; further unlocking the mysteries of the world he lives in.  Join him on an action-adventure-romcom journey filled with Demons, celestials, and cosmic beings as he narrates from his humble beginning to the prevention of the Demon King's resurrection and more. Beware of plentiful memes, Easter eggs, and references found within. This story contains Japanese folklores, Norse & Greek mythology along with Elves, Demons, Reptilians, Vikings and Dragons. Have fun reading! Book 1 - Not An Isekai Story (Completed) [Rewritten] Book 2 - Not An Isekai Story Unshipped (In Progress) Book 3 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story (Coming Soon) Book 4 - Simply Not Another Isekai Story Unlimited (Coming Soon)

Roderic stepped forward, his expression a mix of irritation and wariness. "Lysandra's methods are unorthodox, but they're effective," he said, his tone clipped. "You'll find no one better at scouting or taking down a target." "I can see that," Alaric replied, his lips curling into a faint, smile. "Though I imagine her sharp tongue is just as deadly as her blade." Lysandra crossed her arms, her smirk returning despite the weight of the knights' stares. "You have no idea."

Li Mingyou, the protagonist, found himself unexpectedly transported to a dungeon world, along with billions of others from across the globe. To his utter astonishment, this world turned out to be none other than the very game he had spent years playing, a game he had completed countless times. Even more remarkable was that all the achievements and affection points he had accumulated in the game had been carried over into this new reality. In this real-world version of the game, Li Mingyou encountered a variety of fantastical creatures and events, one of the most memorable being a massive dragon, wreathed in black flames, who transformed into a barefoot little girl. With a playful smile, she leapt into his arms in a coquettish gesture. Using the advantages he had earned from the game, Li Mingyou began to forge relationships with powerful beings. Among them, the Vampire Empress became his wife. This bond gave him a significant edge in the kingdom wars, and with a smirk, he would jokingly say, "The Vampire Empress is my wife. I’m simply borrowing my wife’s strength—what’s wrong with that?"

[Welcome to doom's day] "Sup nerd!" I heard a deep sexy voice behind me, making me turn to face the one and only heartthrob of our school. "Hey! I'm not a nerd!" I retorted back feeling my cheeks turn red in annoyance. "Really?" He asked with a mocking tone and an annoying smirk. - June Evans a senior year high school student who had a huge crush on her supposed trouble maker for a very long time. Alexander Stone, handsome young hunk who seek every opportunity to disturb the only girl he had his eyes on. What will happen when they decide to open up and face their long time crush? When the villain comes to disrupt something wonderful. Look out for the supporting characters also. We're all in for one heck of a crush ride.

Lin Rose never imagined that babysitting could be this complicated—especially when her new job involves taming the rebellious Han Zeke, the arrogant son of a wealthy tycoon. Tasked with keeping him in line, Rose is determined to treat it like any other job. But Zeke isn’t just your typical bad boy. Beneath his cocky smirk and reckless behavior lies a young man scarred by loss and burdened by secrets. As their fiery clashes turn into unexpected moments of connection, Rose begins to see a side of Zeke that no one else has. Caught between her growing feelings and the challenges of Zeke’s troubled world, Rose must decide: Is she willing to risk everything for the boy she swore she’d never fall for? Babysitting the Bad Boy is a heartwarming and emotional story about love, trust, and finding redemption in the most unlikely places.

People, you know, never truly realize how unpredictable life can be. A person’s fate, of course, depends on their own efforts, but you can’t ignore the course of history. Smith had no clue—how could an engineer like him end up transmigrating into Wilhelm II? Wait, no, *Smiling Willi*? But since he’s here, wouldn’t it be a shame not to stir up some chaos? And so, the butterfly flapped its wings, a storm began to brew, and Smith smirked with that signature "Smiling Willi" grin. Fate is unpredictable: Close by in the West, the once-mighty British Empire is stumbling left and right. Across the ocean in the Americas, the newly risen powerhouse finds itself splitting apart. Meanwhile, far off in the East, the once-slumbering dragon suddenly opens its eyes wide— What happens next? Stay tuned to find out in this story!

Felix Ariel, a typical Floridian, found himself transported to a mysterious kingdom in another world. However, a misunderstanding led to Felix accidentally killing the king, resulting in his untimely demise. Following this tragic event, Felix's spirit encountered a mysterious being who identified as Felix's ancestor. This entity claimed that Felix had been cursed by an unknown individual. For Felix's safety, the ancestor bestowed upon him a system for self-defense. Upon returning to Earth, Felix realized that he would be transmigrated to the alternate world at noon due to the lingering curse. To prepare for this unexpected transmigration, Felix relied on the system, which required him to gather oil and gold to enhance his abilities. Thus began Felix's quest in the other world. With his system, he brought firearms and an ambition to spread liberty... for prosperity and freedom. ... Author's note: I got burnt out after trying to write a serious, action-packed story. So, I guess I'll return to what I do best: writing a stupid comedy novel. Again, this is a satire story. Expect memes and stereotypes. Don't take anything seriously. Lastly, this story takes place after Florida Man's General Store in Cultivation World. The MC is Leo's descendant. You don't need to read the previous novel to understand this story, but those who have will enjoy some easter eggs.

"You keep playing like I won't fuck the shit outta you" Ra smirked, studying Samiyah's body slowly. "We don't do empty threats here Ra," Samiyah smiled, biting her bottom lip slightly. Without saying a word, Ra reached over and grabbed Samiyah's neck. "Empty threats?" He questioned rhetorically. With his free hand, Ra snaked it down her stomach and into her pants. "Ra.." Samiyah whimpered as he made contact with her wet secret. *this book contains a series of flashbacks* there's always a little bit of truth in my stories. I hope you guys enjoy:)

Welcome to Talythra!!! A humble place, an understatement. Meet our main character and his family. Path of Valor 1st Volume : Not a song of Ice and Fire [Laughing and smirking all the way]

(Under revising, sorry for the slow update, and thank you for waiting) After waking up and having her memories back, she refused to let them go "huh, she really thinks she can hide from me, I'll make her suffer double what i suffered" "tsk, those people dare bully my family behind my back?! Let's see how brave you are to ignore my words" Everybody get in the line, it's time for your penalty, The great hacker IS BACKKK. BUT as they say love really likes to play dirty. Who would have thought that the man she'll fell in love with will be related to her past and would be her worse nightmare. How in the hell I fell in such situation, WHY DOES MY IQ FELL EVERY TIME I MEET HIM???? SHIT, should I take responsibility, but... HEYY WHAT AM I THINKING.. HE'S THE ONE WHO TOOK MY PRECIOUS WHY SHOULD I TAKE RESPONSIBILITY ?? "Because that was my first time too, you don't think you can run without compensation?" "What do you want" With a smirk "off course... YOU"

Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress more. He smirked and said, “Mm, so fiesty?” He smirked, glaring at her and pushing her against the wall. “You are evil Abdullah!” She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. “Just tell me, why?” She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. “Why what?” She cried “Heh” he chuckled, “don’t play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!” He shouted pushing her more against the wall. “Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving” she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. “If I can hate you, why can’t you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of his relationship, I can’t do it anymore just let me go” With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, “If I can’t have you, then no one will” He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there has never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed!

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."

Luna Kartz a young aspiring girl dreams of becoming a doctor, that’s when she made a bold decision to have one night stand with a billionaire for money was all her plans not until she caught the billionaire’s eyes and he wants her at all cost. **************** “You are mine, mine to possess, mine to own, mine to f**k” he said with a cold smirk dancing on his lips.

“Wake up.” The icy splash of water jolted Jasmine awake, her breath hitching as reality crashed down. Disoriented and trembling, she barely registered a hand striking her cheek. The sharp sting and the metallic tang of blood grounded her in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Sebastian loomed over her, his presence as sharp and cold as the venom in his voice. “Welcome, princess. How do you find Montague's hospitality?” His smirk was colder than the water dripping from her face. “I bring news,” he continued, his words cutting like a blade. “Your father has finally met justice—straight to hell.” Jasmine froze, tears welling in her eyes. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “What happened to my father? What did you do to him?” Sebastian’s smirk twisted into something darker. “What did I do?” he repeated, his voice low and venomous. “I gave your father exactly what he deserved—for destroying my sister’s life, for tearing my family apart.” He leaned in closer, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “But don’t mistake this for an ending, Jasmine. This is only the beginning.” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please—you’ve got it wrong. My father and I would never harm anyone!” Sebastian’s grip tightened on her chin, his unrelenting gaze boring into her. “Spare me your innocence,” he hissed. “I should be glad he’s dead—but I’m not because I didn’t kill him myself. So I’ll settle for you. Every tear, every ounce of pain, will torment him in his grave.” Even as fear consumed her, Jasmine’s voice trembled with defiance. “You’re wrong. Whatever you think you know, it’s a lie.” Jasmine’s memories were fragmented, her past shrouded in mystery. She couldn’t even remember her father’s face, let alone the sins this man accused them of. She didn’t know where to begin, or who to turn to for answers. But one thing was clear: He wasn’t just her captor—he was her storm. And the storm between them had only begun.