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#Age gap #taboo #Erotica #Smut #love triangle #boyxgirl #BDSM #dominant #possessive #submissive #poortorich #billionaire #mafia WARNING!!! (THIS BOOK IS A DARK ROMANCE WITH BDSM, SLUT-SHAMING, ROUGH AND PAINFUL SCENES, AND MORALLY AMBIGOUS THEMES THAT MOST REFER TO AS DUBIOUS CONSENT. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANY OF THESE THINGS THEN READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) Milo was the most dangerous mobster in Russia and I was his slave, his sex toy, and his property. He was one step closer from branding me as his. He killed anyone who got close to me or touched me in any way. He showered me with luxury and gifts that I would have never afforded myself. I didn’t care that he had many enemies who would use me to get to him. He was everything I could have dreamt of and more. The only problem was, I was 19 yrs his junior and I was his son’s ex-girlfriend. I found myself caught between father and son. Was blood really thicker than love? My name is Emilie and this is how Milomir Petrov ruined my life. {Daily updates of two chapters} As you know, my books is not a Dual POV {100 powerstones = 4 bonus chapters in Milo's POV} {50 golden tickets = 6 bonus chapters in Milo's POV} (Or any characters you may request)

Adopted into a wealthy family at a young age, Axelle always believed she had finally found the love and security she longed for. But behind the lavish dinners and polite smiles, dark secrets festered, and Axelle soon learned the hard way that blood may be thicker than water, but it can also be deadlier. When she catches her husband—the man she trusted with her heart—in bed with her sister, Axelle’s world shatters. Her heartbreak deepens as she realizes that this betrayal is only the tip of the iceberg. The family she sacrificed everything for has set her up to take the fall for their crimes, using her as a pawn in a game she never asked to play. But Axelle is no longer the naive girl who once craved acceptance. With nothing left to lose, she turns to the last person anyone would expect—her family's most dangerous enemy.

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

Hazel found herself in the realm of Arcadia where creatures of fantasy lived. Fascinated by what she saw, she was hopeful for a better life but found herself captured, quickly shattering all her hopes of a better life. Just when she thought her hopes of living were all in vain, she was saved and taken to the castle by the king who claimed her to be his destined mate. Hazel later learned that she had magic within her that she was unknown to. She pledged to find the truth about her origin and learn to put her powers to use. But in her quest to discover and uncover her hidden abilities, evil resurfaced, threatening the new life she had built for herself. When faced with the dark secrets of Arcadia, Hazel must fight for her survival and the survival of the realms. ------- Excerpt: Standing side by side, they watched as the crack on the ground grew wider and the black smoke that oozed from it became thicker. Standing beside it were the dark Elf and a banshee who had broken the five seals that sealed the darkness away and kept it at bay. "What is that?" Hazel asked. She could not believe the sight before her. A realm as beautiful as this harbored such darkness within it! On a closer look, she was able to identify Duran but she could not identify the other person standing beside him. "The Banshee," Arzaan replied. His gaze fixated on the two who had broken the seals he placed on the land. Shifting his gaze momentarily from them, he puts a shield on Hazel and holds onto her waist to prevent her from moving forward already knowing what would happen next. "Why are they...? Her words were left unfinished. Her eyes grew wide at the phenomenon that had materialized before them. "What is that?"

"Run!" my father exclaimed. Once more, please! I have spent nearly my entire life running. I got really good at it eventually, and it was helpful. Being a werewolf who was unable to shift at the age of twenty made me feel different, and naturally, the rest of my family and the pack shunned me. This seemed to be Luna's fate. With her ‘inabilities’ all around her, Luna was a lone wolf without her usual disposition. At the darkest hour of the night, with the moon in full view, a strange figure hovered over the house and crawled into her room, casting its shadow over her as she slept. It was without form and void. The only distinctive feature was the icy eyes which looked like they contained icebergs. Its presence was so strong as well, the extreme drop in temperature made her wake with a start. The eyes glowed even more as fire danced beneath it's mirth, as it caressed her lips with its fingers while whispering, “The time is now”. With a creepy laugh, it vanished. The voice is deafening, ringing in my ears, voices in my ears for many years but it's worse now. My vision blurred and I could see red eyes flashing through and through. Like a vortex, the voice plunged me into a darkness that was thicker than normal. I shut my eyes in fear of the unknown as I spiralled deeper into the never-ending darkness. I was gone for as long as I was drawn into the darkness. A flash of light sparked in her head so painful it forcefully drew her out of the darkness and caused her to open her eyes. The white light which reflected what seemed like a battle between ice and fire glowered out of them. She looked ethereal yet evil, an angel but had the look of a devil as she made various moves of getting up slowly. She stood by the window as a gush of chilling wind and cold hit the room she was in. She heard a whimper and standing behind her was the biggest, fiercest creature that immediately pounced on her. What happened to Luna? A shift had occurred in the realm. Why her sudden disappearance? ‘The time is now!’ Would she ever be free from the never-ending clutches surrounding her? Mate. Where was he in this whole scenario? Most importantly, who is Luna?

Adrian Huh, I snapped out of it and look around me to see Stephano, Nathan, Bruce, and the newest addition that I don't fully trust Martin all seated waiting for me, and by my side is my trusted aide and best friend Dave “Ok let's begin, we are gathered here today because we've agreed to work hard to solve the mystery surrounding my father's death and unfortunately we are as close to finding something as Harry is to having a beard”. We all laughed because my younger brother is such a baby, well a mean baby but someone has been curbing him surprisingly, Harry is just approaching 23 but he's still young and childish, so he can't be here, he also can't know the truth. I was about to tell them to get serious when she burst in through the door knocking from it's hinges, wow, she looks angry but she made me angrier for wrecking this door, this is my grandma's favorite room in all of Lidapton, she's not going to be happy. “Adrian, I can take so many things but this, those tiny small brats have been disrespecting me, brats that even Chloe can handle without battling an eye, not only that but the maids as well but I simply ignored all of that because I came to Lidapton to get experience but.... I didn't let her finish before yelled in anger “Aisha leave this room this instant! there's an important meeting going on and your obstructing it, I don't have time for your temper tantrums, you'll do what is asked of you, and you'll leave when I tell you too”. I obviously said this because we were in an important meeting and she has been complaining about everything and I just couldn't take it anymore. Everywhere was quiet, the tension hung thick in the air, everyone watched with bated breath to find out what she'll do, everyone in the room knows her and her strong tendencies. While, the tension was getting thicker, a small laughter broke the silence, it was small at first but then it became a full blown laughter, I couldn't believe it, why was she laughing, she immediately came to stand in front of me, she poked my chest in a very painful way and looked even more furious than before. “Listen and listen good Mr Lidapton, I'm many things but I don't take orders and no one, absolutely no one has the right to command me”. She stopped after saying that and I thought she was done but. “Yoy maybe taller than me but that doesn't make me short, I may have no choice but to look up to you but do remember, (she forcefully pulled me down while tightly holding my collar)“I can make you look down to me, (it took me a while to understand that she had pulled me down so of course I look down[Lower than her or her level]to her, it was obvious, she was threatening me, she left my collar and headed for the door but Dave stepped in just in time to whisper something to her, she stopped,turned to stare wide eyed, she looked adorable, then she made a weird face that made me want to laugh so hard and mouthed “I'm sorry” and just left. I signalled Dave and he told me he what he told her, “I told her you were having a small gathering for your friends”. Bruce was the first to speak “It looks like yours will be the hardest to handle” “Yes,(sigh) it will be”.

The moon hung heavy in the night sky, casting shadows as sharp as the blade pressed to Elara’s throat. She felt Sebastian's steady heartbeat against her back, a rare calm in the chaos that had become their lives. "If you let go, you're a fool," she whispered, her voice both a challenge and a plea. "And if I don’t, you’ll kill me." Sebastian’s voice was cold steel, but his eyes betrayed a storm. Behind them, Amara’s deep gray eyes scanned the surrounding woods, her fire element glowing faintly in her palms, a warning that the danger was far from over. Ronan stood silently, his vampire heritage adding a layer of tension to the already charged air. Alden, ever the mischief maker, leaned casually against a tree, though his watchful gaze was sharp. His hands were always ready to heal, but there was something in the air tonight that even he couldn’t fix. In a realm where secrets run thicker than blood and magic is as deadly as it is beautiful, Elara thought she knew where she stood. But her world unravels when she’s thrown into a deadly game of alliances and betrayals, her only allies a cursed warrior with eyes like midnight and a past as twisted as her own, a sage whose magic burns with hidden fire, a vampire whose silence holds more than a thousand words, and a healer with a knack for finding trouble. The ancient forces they once feared are waking, and Elara must choose: trust Sebastian, the man who swore never to love again, or face a fate worse than death. With every spell cast, every blade drawn, and every secret unearthed, they uncover truths that shake their beliefs, reveal buried loyalties, and ignite desires neither of them can control. They’re bound together by fate, but it may be the same fate that tears them apart. Because in this world, love can be a weapon, trust is the most dangerous choice of all, and power is a price none of them can afford. Their story isn’t just one of survival. It’s a dance with destiny—one that could shatter them, or save the realm. ---

"In dreams we met so I kept dreaming. Even the solstice gone, it is better to risk the stars and to seek you forever than to lose my dreams about you in a moment." /Teaser Quote/ In the beginning, the word is a chaos. The skies moore at nothingness and the planets crush against each other. Asteroids plunged like enemies at night and so is their downfall to Heath. The breathing world. A sphere of galvanizing light and freshness. At last, no chaos. Heath is gods' first love and everything is created about that world. Even so, realms are created. One of which is Ageas—a dreaming dimension where the night ruled civilizations and the moon danced longer than the sun. The creation of hunters (men) and the Winged-ones occured. Even bearing an honorable name as the second sons of Heath, the distinction between the people grows thicker. The Winged-ones proved their strength and wisdom and they are now heralded as the superior of hunters or mortals known in the land. Given that the hunters lose a place in the upper universe, these mortals are more knowledgeable in crops and herbary and poisoned thousands of Winged-ones in the Great Division where Gods finally finished the creation of Heath. The rulers of Aegeas remain with the blood of Winged-ones or also known as the dream configurors and so hatred grew and chaos reign supreme at Heath where power is diminished to one group at a time. When the Winged-ones became more corruptive for wealth and power rushed into their head, unknowingly, the shed blood bequeath a weapon against their greed.

Esta es una traduccion de una novela china que esta ambientada en House of the Dragon estoy tratando de corregir la mayoria de herrores como los nombres de los personajes

As both of them stood leaning against the cold railing of the balcony, silence reigned upon them. It held different meanings for either. She usually preferred the silence. It brought calmness to her mind, a sense of sanity. But this one? It was maddening. It let a storm of thoughts enter her mind. Images of what could've happened; of what could still happen flashed across her inner eye. It terrorised her. Haunted her, letting a sole drop of tear run down her cheek. She wiped it away immediately. Even though he looked straight ahead in the distance at the night sky hovering over the city lights, with a side glance he noticed it. She was trying to hide her tears. On other occasions, he would do anything for her to shut up but right then, he wanted her to say anything. Anything at all. A word, at least. The silence stretched infinitely, tension in the air becoming thicker and thicker with each passing second. He opened his mouth to speak, but was pushed away when her fists collided against his hard chest. "Don't. Don't say a single word. There's nothing you can say to make me feel better!" She sobbed loudly. "Did you hear what the doctors said? Didn't you?!" Her fists pounded against his chest but it didn't even make him flinch. He caught her arms in mid-air and shook her, hoping that would send some sense into her, "Calm down!" He said, "We're in a hospital! And you cannot blame me for what happened." He added but somewhere deep down he knew, he was to be blamed for what catastrophe had happened that night. "Get out! I don't want to see your face and I don't want you to be anywhere near him!" She announced, tearing her gaze away from him while gritting her teeth in anger. She expected an apology from him but only received a rude reply. "I don't want to see your face either!" He confessed and stormed out of the room.

Feren is a young man who's parents have left him in the country while they travel up into the Norwoods. His new life is far and away different from what he is used to and many hardships follow but his friends and new family help him along his new path. This is a story about the kingdom of Taranelle and how a hunter and his friends have to go out of their way to save it, while facing ghastly beasts, unholy clergymen, and the corruption rife within it. This leads them on a journey around the world trying to stop the swarm of beasts trying to make their world there new home. But most importantly this is a tale of the bond between man and beast as they fight for the world they call their home and how the blood spilled in battle is thicker then familiar ties.

Alpha Axel Ash is a destroyer. He's a savage and a dangerous werewolf. Undefeated, the wars have turned him into a monster, feared by most. He likes to kill the weak and those who dare to harm his pack. For years, he thought the moon goddess has punished him by not giving him a mate, his life forever left in misery. Cassie is the Alphas daughter. For years, she had seen the war that destroyed her pack and killed hundreds of innocent lives. Warriors died on the battlefield, never returning home. To stop the war from further destruction, her father sets out to offer a truce to the enemy pack. But the infamous Alpha Axel requested for something else — his daughter’s hand in marriage. Axel Ash my Alpha gazes down at her with a bunk expression, his eyes roaming all over her body. Cassie squeezed in her legs, her mind aware that she is only wearing a shirt with nothing underneath. “You’re wearing my shirt,” he states deeply and she sees his eyes flicker down to look at her chest. “I-I couldn’t find a-any comfortable c-clothes,” she stutters, taking a few steps back. He growls at the distance she put between us, coming closer at her with a look of disapproval. She gulps just as she bumped against the wall, locked in between him and the hard surface. Why does he smell so good? “Don’t hide from me,” he growls, finally standing tall before her with dominance and demanding obedience. “N-No,” she says stubbornly, gripping her shirt and bringing it up at him. His eyes darken as he grabs her wrists and holds them above her head. Shocked, she gasp and her shirt raises up her waist, showing him the full view of her bare body. She whimper as he stares down at her with lust. Axel Ash drew closer, gently tucking the rose behind her ear. The floral scent perfumed every breath, Cassie took as he brushed his thumb lightly over her lips sending a shiver down to her spine. Axel Ash smirked feeling his effect on her, " “If I knew showing you the pool would get you na**d I’d have done so this morning,” he said, pushing the hair off his face The attraction between us is very convenient, you know? She was immediately out of the reverie, "Convenient!" His gaze darkened, "Of course, how could it not be convenient for me to feel desire for what's mine?" "Calling me cute is nice. Calling me hot is great. But don't you dare call me yours. I am not a thing to own." She said fire blazing in her eyes and wriggled in his hold to get free. Smirking, he pulled her even closer. His voice got thicker than she had ever heard, "That's where you are wrong, sweetheart. I am an Addict and you are my Drug." Alpha Knox Is a good friend of Alpha King Axel Ash.

Money and power are inextricably linked. Then there's the old adage about money being the source of all evil. The Caliwells are at the pinnacle of society's privileged ladder, with their predecessors making significant contributions to the establishment of their state, Efla. Thailah Rivera meets Benjamin Caliwell, the current heir to the Caliwell fortune, following the death of his wife, Lilith. They both married after considerable pushback in their commoner-to-elite romance. Moving into the Caliwell house completely changed her life. Secrets begin to emerge, and their previous evil is revealed like an open book in front of her. However, without proof and merely guidance from a ghost, it is simply insane.  How does she convince Benjamin that his family is the reason he is frustrated? Furthermore, she is the lone commoner among them and the least credible. Also, Benjamin might be a part of the larger plot, feigning his own pain. Blood, after all, is thicker than water. Will Thailah ever expose the Caliwells and uncover the mysteries behind her father's disappearance and Lilith's death?

A strong femme fatale out to seek revenge. Blood is not always thicker than water. Oftentimes, the ones who hurt you most are ‘family’. Celestine's family did so many wrong things to her but for years, she always chose forgiveness over seeking revenge. Celestine has always trusted in the ability of the universe to make them pay but after long years of seeing them prosper, she grew impatient. An eye for an eye. I am Celestine Lim and I am in the pursuit of seeking bitter vengeance. Stronger and bolder.

They say blood is thicker than water but what if your worst enemy is your closest relative

Love, in various forms, is always settling down inside deep heart of man. Blood, meanwhile as they say, is thicker than water and how would love full of lust compare the purr affection?

A story of love, thrills, chaos and order, love and companionship, and a bond thicker than the world itself. It wasn't pure luck or speculation, but fate, that brought Jacke and Alex together, will they accept one another for their flaws as well as their benefits, or reject fate, and never see each other again? Warning: 18+ Dark Themes, and Not for the faint of heart. No explicitly graphic scenes, but mentions of S/A, Abuse of power, and Neglect.

Tiana and Tatiana, born twins of a married pauper, Damsel and Stephen, were separated at birth by a nurse at the hospital without the knowledge of their parents to a rich married woman, Leyla whose marriage was at the verge of collapsing. Blood, they say is thicker than water and twins, they say, can't be separated from each other. Will they be separated forever? or Will they find each other through this bond? Join me on this journey to find out the love, pain, hatred, anxiety and mystery of being separated from your twin. See you...

By: Angeltwist Esta historia no me pertenece, sólo es una traduccion. Puedes encontrar la original en ingles como: "Married to the Prince of Darkness" de @Angeltwist Mia Hayden sale a desmentir una leyenda local que narra que si una joven se atreve a vagar debajo del árbol sangriento en el cementerio a la media noche de Halloween, se convertirá la esposa del Principe de la Oscuridad. Mia inesperadamente se encuentra forsada a casarse con el atractivo y enigmático vampiro Luc. Mientras Mia se adapta a su nuevo estilo de vida en la corte Vampírica, ella descubre el pasado oscuro de Luc, el cual intentará destruírlos a ambos. Primer Libro de la Saga Imperiall Vampírica. De Angeltwist

Claudia and Miranda Cooper,two sisters who eventually become the worst of enemies. Hatred, jealousy murder, and deceit unfold in this thrilling long journey ...

The world is devastated from the causes of The Great Change War. Everything change... From the green and fertile land turns into a color of Beige and a tint of pastel. While the sky that was usually blue turns into a mixture of Orange and red, while its clouds that soared the heavens seems to be thicker than before even in the summer season. The world is slowly DYING but humanity isnt and it seems they evolve adapting the changes of this era, they also change into a being with incredible power... and so does the creatures that roamed outside the City Walls. The walls that protected them from the dangers of outside is a good idea indeed but the only problem is how are they going to get supplies, food for everyone and materials for others. Although there are some lands that seems to grow plants but this lands arent safely hidden in this walls. And this is were they came in... Scavengers

Royce Knight is a 28 year old lawyer who is head of Shepherd Law Firm. He is a gentle soul who’s always lived a dangerous yet quiet life, but was missing the one thing he truly wanted; a family. Sirena Mercedes is a normal 23 year old girl who got pregnant by her deadbeat ex-boyfriend and cheated on her with his ex. With no parents to go home to and left to fend for herself, Sirena decides to move from her tiny apartment to a bigger one, so she can build a better life for her and her baby. Little does she know, a knight in shining armor would soon be her new roommate. Join Royce and Sirena on their journey to finding their dreams in one another and fall in love. _____________________________________________

All three of the great Greek Tragedians have written plays about the bloody chain of murder and revenge within the royal family of Argos. Yet theirs is in fact not a story of tragedy, but rather one of redemption. As they move from darkness to light, from rage to self-governance, from primitive ritual to civilized institution, their spirit of struggle and regeneration becomes an everlasting song of celebration to be heard throughout the ages. Forming a discourse set against the emergence of Athenian democracy out of a period of chaos and destruction, the Orestian plays are compelling stories of the tensions between our obligations to our families and the laws that bind us together as a society. In the beginning, we witness how a king’s decision to sacrifice his daughter and turn the tide of war inflicts lasting damage on his family, culminating in a terrible act of retribution. In the aftermath of regicide, we behold how a son must set out to avenge his father’s death by committing a most egregious sin. In the end, the sinner is tormented by supernatural powers that can never be appeased, but ultimately finds redemption and ends the curse on his house once and for all. Woven through all of this is the story of a friendship so close that it elevates itself to brotherhood - Where the blood of the covenant is shown to be indeed thicker than the water of the womb. In this very brief twelve-chapter modern rendition of the Orestian plays, I have chosen to place my focus mainly on the lives of the characters Orestes and his best friend Pylades. The chapters, each around 2000-2500 words, are split up evenly between them in first-person narrative. I hope that you will come to enjoy reading this heartwarming story, but more importantly, that you see how the conflicts portrayed in the story, whether human or institutional, are still much very relevant to our societies today. Note on Sources: The details of this story is very loosely based on The Oresteia by Aeschylus, who was one of the three great Greek Tragedians (though this story is not a tragedy). And I mean very loosely. Other sources that I referenced for detail and inspiration are Mythology by Edith Hamilton, Electra by Sophocles, and Iphigenia in Tauris by Euripides. You may also find that I have quoted some of these works, and others (such as Shelley's Ozymondaeus), without citations (average of 1-2 such quotes per chapter). I did this because I do not have the ability to describe certain scenes nearly as well as some of those writers. If you read a particularly beautiful piece of prose here, chances are it's probably stolen lol.

For unknown reasons, he found himself in another world, which he began to discover with enthusiasm. Each clue makes the veil of mystery only thicker! The main character plunged into a world full of mysticism. Thanks to his unbalanced cheat, Rashad breaks the original logic of the world.

Rend the flesh of my enemy Devour those who stand agaisnt me Time will tell if blood is thicker Or if gold is brighter Than the casualty of water Than the love of a brother Let the world burn For I must mourn  

Shimon Creed is a 17yr old self-conscious loner on the verge of entering his 3rd year at Lavender High, with nothing going for him except his epic levels of sarcasm. Hit hard after the death of his father (and having a mother who's never around), he decided to shun every and all contact (in particular from his beautiful and intellectually superior younger sister Eve. However a slew of gorgeous new (and returning) females, new friends and accomplices, and the compassionate love of an incredible sibling, will force Shimon out of his comfort zone and into a string of emotional and comedic situations. A slice of life/high school light novel (with harem aspects) for the romance/slice of life enthusiasts

She was a genius doctor and a favoured military general. But her brainpower was too horrifying, that the government saw her as an imposing threat to their jurisdiction. Thus Zyrhine Qin was sent to work for diplomacy, risking her own life in the process. Offering negotiation rights to the rebels that harboured ill planning to trounce the current administration and persevere the rising evolution. It could have been successful, but she accidentally discovered the third-level locked mission files that led her to her real family's murder. Everything wasn't brought by coincidence or luck, and sending her to a military school at early age was just a thick cover up to hide her identity. "Blood is always thicker than bullets." But she lost her memory. She was just a pawn in someone else's game after all. Zyrhine never knew, that her biggest rival who died in the hands of the man she calls father was her twin sister. And that the woman she loved as her mother was the exact person who exterminated their family, exceptionally the youngest sister of her biological father and a traitor to their clan. With her sister's death and a book of truth she was forced to take the identity of her twin and disguise herself. And took the role of the opposition leader's runaway bride. To avenge her family she gave up her own. But what lies ahead when everything's over? (Author's Note: This is the remake of the former book "The Extraordinary Lady of Court")