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"None of my pawns signified love but then he came along, disintegrating the whole chessboard to dust."
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Einstein said, 'The weak revenge. The strong forgive. The intelligent ignore.'
To hell with that. I believe in 'Revenge is a dish best served cold.'

For all that pain, the gore, and those blood-curdling screams that haunted me for the past 16 years, I am here. Right inside the den of those wolves who ripped my happy world to shreds.

Inch by inch, drop by drop, they will pay their sins. But my vengeance did not include him.

Archer Cardale. An enigma. There is something about him that can catch my attention in a room full of people, that made me choose him as my husband, as a pawn in my revenge. And there has to be something about him that makes me fall for him...hopelessly.

I had nothing to lose... until him. 

He has no idea about what I am, about what I went through but he holds me close when I have nightmares. He kisses the coldness in my heart. 

But once he discovers that the girl in his bed and in his heart is the very same monster who is responsible for the brutal, cold-blooded murders happening around him, will he still hold me close? Or will he save those monsters who turned me into one?

In the end, will he choose them? Or will we watch their downfall together?
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After their first time—

She whispered, ''That was...'' 

''Hmm?'' he played with her hair.


"...something,'' she finished.

''Your vocabulary sucks,'' Archer chuckled. 

"You have something better to describe what happened between us?" 

"C'était un rêve devenu réalité pour moi,'' he smiled, looking at her stunned face.
(Translation: It was a dream come true for me)

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[No rape or major misunderstandings. There will be explicit steamy scenes, a bit of angst, and it's a slow-burn romance. No direct jumping and doing stuff ahem!]
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The Siren's Vengeance

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Archer paused. He usually left early because he did not want to see her face early in the morning. Two reasons behind it, his mind wanted to hate her while his body straight out refused to do so. And his heart? That traitorous organ was hanging in between all the time.

Archer laughed dryly, ''I had some stuff to handle.''

''How are you feeling?" He asked her, noticing her quiet countenance.

''Prettier than yesterday,'' she smiled.

He raised an eyebrow at her usual bout of narcissism, ''I mean... your mood. How is it?"

''As jovial as a rainbow,'' her smile turned wider when the corner of his lips twitched, ''Why do you ask?'' she cast a doubtful gaze on him. It can't be that his voice was not just her illusion and he was really there, right?

''You have dark circles so I was curious,'' Archer shrugged. Letting her know that she hugged him the whole night and he let her sleep in his arms, this woman would bite him.

Compensation