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Wicked Bite A Night Rebel Harpercollins Romance

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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Rebels Of The Dying Sun

In a kingdom scorched by the sun and ruled by blood and fear, Nyx was meant to die. The fire should have claimed her, just as it did her family. Instead, she was spared—only to be caged in a nightmare far worse than death. Raised as the reluctant ward of a ruthless general, she became his slave, his heir, and ultimately, his executioner. But no one knows the truth. No one suspects the girl with fire in her veins and a bow on her back. They only see the obedient knight. Then she meets him. Emris is a phantom in the desert, a ghost that whispers of rebellion. He walks like a prince but wears the skin of a traitor. The leader of a fractured resistance, he is a man of quiet cruelty and unspoken burdens, wielding blood as both a weapon and a curse. He leads the rebels seeking to overthrow the ruthless king. A warrior with the power to command blood, he is a ghost of the past—one he does not remember. Mysterious, calculating, and feared, he fights for freedom, unaware that his lineage ties him to the throne he despises. When their paths collide, they are enemies, destined to destroy each other. But destiny does not care for their hatred. It does not care that they stand on opposite sides of a war that will drown the sands in red. The past is clawing its way back to life, and soon, the truth will rise with it. The lost prince. The fireborn knight. The king who kills with death itself. Who will burn and bleed in a game where power is survival and love is the cruelest weapon?
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