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Widowmaker X Reaper

Zone X

After the Global Reconstruction Decree, the kingdom of Hoperito ceased to be a land of freedom and compassion. Authority was seized by Yarrie, a prince believed to be cursed, who rose to power through the murder of his parents and a trail of blood and fire. Under his rule, the kingdom was transformed into a militarised fortress, divided into specialised sectors. Zone Z became a haven for the aristocracy. Zone A was assigned to the army and human experimentation. Zone Y was left for the common folk. And Zone X was turned into a dumping ground for failed experiments, mutated beings, prisoners, and the unwanted dregs of society. While the ruling class luxuriated behind steel fortresses, the children of Zone Y were relentlessly hunted, captured, and turned into tools of war. Among the few who survived, Paul witnessed his younger sister being taken during a brutal military raid. During a later pursuit, he managed to escape but found himself lost inside the infamous Zone X. There, to his shock, Paul was reunited with Emily, the sister he had presumed dead. She was no longer the frightened child he remembered, but a warrior shaped by pain and survival. Alongside other survivors in Zone X, they began to uncover hidden truths about Yarrie’s regime, ancient curses that had shaped the royal bloodline, and the dark experiments that created monsters in human skin. In the shadows of abandonment, a quiet rebellion began to stir. The story follows Paul, Emily, and an unlikely band of mutated rebels as they decide not only to endure, but to rise. Their quest to bring down Yarrie’s tyrannical rule leads them deeper into the heart of darkness, where the line between hero and monster begins to blur. As they fight to reclaim their future, they must also confront the question that haunts them all. Can freedom be won without losing who they are?
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The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!
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