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To Late to Regret My Dear emperor

In the vast and breathtaking empire of Robelian, a land renowned for its wealth, beauty, and prosperity, none are more feared than its ruler, Ludwig De Robelian. Known for his relentless ambition and ruthless approach to warfare, Ludwig strikes terror into the hearts of all who oppose him. Once a fair and strategic leader, he has become a conqueror of kingdoms, one who will not hesitate to destroy any who dare to stand in his path. His enemies whisper tales of his cruelty, of villages burned to ash and royal families brought to their knees, all to satisfy his insatiable hunger for power. Even his allies tread carefully, aware that his allegiance is as sharp and unforgiving as the blade he wields. They say that when Ludwig rides to battle, a shroud of darkness falls over the land, as though the very air quakes in fear of his wrath. The woman screamed, clutching the bed sheets as another wave of pain swept over her. Her face glistened with sweat, and her breaths came in desperate gasps. Outside the small house, a cloaked figure approached, hood shadowing his face. He paused at the door, listening to the cries within, then slowly raised his hand to knock. Inside, an elderly midwife, worn by years of hardship, rushed between the woman in labor and a boiling pot of water. Her voice was gentle yet firm. "Hold on, my dear, it won’t be long now. Just one more push." The woman bit her lip, focusing her strength on the final surge. Her child’s first cry filled the air, mingling with her relieved sigh. The midwife wrapped the newborn in a coarse but warm blanket and held the child close. She whispered, "A fine, strong baby. I wonder what fate awaits you." Just then, the door creaked open, and the cloaked man stepped in. His voice was cold yet commanding. "Is it done?" The midwife turned, her face paling. She bowed slightly, clutching the baby protectively. "Yes, my lord. The child is born." The man pulled back his hood, revealing the chiseled features of a soldier scarred from battle. His eyes glinted with ambition. "So, Ludwig de Robelian has an heir." Elizabeth was shocked , when she hears those words, the man that she love the most Just said those sharp words that broke her the most ... Will Elizabeth find a way to find her happiness or she will continue to endure the cold treatment and the abusive husband that she love for five years
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A Kiss before the Sunrise

Alex had always been driven, working tirelessly to climb the corporate ladder. Landing a job at Hamilton Corp, the most prestigious company in the city, had been the culmination of all his hard work and sleepless nights. And when he was appointed as the assistant to the company’s president, Drake Hamilton, it felt like a dream come true. Alex couldn’t believe his luck—working alongside a business legend known for his unshakable calm, sharp intellect, and a presence that commanded any room he walked into. But Drake was more than just an intimidating boss. He was an enigma, a man who somehow knew everything happening within the company, often before it even happened. There were whispers among the staff, rumors that seemed too absurd to be true, that Drake didn’t age, that he was rarely seen in the daylight, that his presence felt... different. One late night, after a particularly exhausting day, Alex decided to stop by a quiet bar downtown to unwind. As he took a seat near the back, his eyes caught sight of someone in the shadows—a familiar figure he hadn’t expected to see in a place like this. Drake Hamilton. At first, Alex assumed his boss was just having a late-night drink. But then, he noticed something that sent a chill through him. In the dim light, Drake’s head was tilted, and his mouth was near the neck of the person beside him, a pair of sharp fangs glinting in the shadows. Alex's blood ran cold. He felt his heart thunder in his chest, disbelief settling over him like a fog. He took a shaky breath, whispering to himself as reality sank in. "The president of Hamilton... is a vampire."
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