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Billionaire'S Unexpected Bride

THE VILLAIN'S BRIDE

Selene was born into a world where fate is written in the stars—and hers was sealed long before she took her first breath. The queen of her dying kingdom struck a desperate deal with the ancient Moon Court, promising her unborn daughter in marriage to Azrael, the feared and immortal Moon King. For centuries, Azrael has ruled with an iron fist, his heart consumed by darkness, trapped in a curse that keeps him bound to the throne.On Selene’s eighteenth birthday, the curse awakens, and Azrael arrives to claim his bride. Cold, ruthless, and terrifying, he is everything Selene feared—and yet, there’s something more beneath the surface. His eyes, once filled with nothing but contempt, now reveal a flicker of something else. Something dangerous. Something human. Taken to the Moon Court, Selene is thrust into a world of magic, betrayal, and power struggles, where her very existence is the key to Azrael’s curse. The kingdom she’s bound to save may not be worth saving, and the man she’s promised to may be the very darkness that will destroy them both.But as the days pass, Azrael’s cruelty begins to crack, revealing a tortured soul beneath. Hatred turns to obsession, and obsession transforms into something neither of them expected: love. Yet, Selene knows she can’t trust him—no matter how much he changes, no matter how deeply her heart pulls her toward him. The prophecy says she will either break him… or destroy them both. In a world where love is as dangerous as the curse that binds them, Selene must decide if she will save Azrael from himself—or embrace the darkness that lies within them both.
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The Barbarian’s Bride

Taken. Bound. Claimed. Vesaria was a lady of the south, refined, educated, untouchable. Until the night the rogue Northmen came. Stolen from her home, dragged across a frozen, unforgiving land, she is forced to wed the warlord who led the raid. Khan Azgar, the Black Wolf. A beast of a man, feared even among his own kind. But Vesaria refuses to break. She fights, she resists, she runs. And yet, no matter how far she goes, he always brings her back—stronger, faster, hungrier than before. He welcomes her fight, watches her struggle with a knowing, infuriating smirk. Every act of defiance only seems to amuse him, every escape attempt only tightens his hold. "You can seethe all you want," he murmurs, his breath hot against her ear. "But you are my wife now. And whether it’s tomorrow, next week, or moons from now..." His grip tightens, his voice dark with promise. "We both know exactly where you’ll end up—under me, gasping for more." How long must she endure this before her uncle’s men come for her? If they come at all. If there’s anything left of her to save. But hatred burns close to passion. And the more she fights him, the more she feels the heat in his gaze, the possessive weight of his touch, the undeniable pull of something dangerous and forbidden. "You think I don’t see it?" he taunts, pressing her against the furs. "The way your body betrays you, little rabbit? You fight me with every breath, and yet, you shudder so sweetly at my touch." She is his prisoner. His bride. And if she isn’t careful, she won’t just belong to him—she’ll want to.
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