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[Completed]

In a household where the only holding genuine bloodline is her, Ewelina Orteu is betrayed and sold to the sole Archduke of the Zaarmideos Kingdom, whose nature is of treacherous essence such as the domain he rules over. 

Wedded to an unknown groom, she is now sent to his residency where sights she never fathomed to witness await her. As well as the fated encounter with him who is Ewelina's spouse and owner. 

Foreordained, the couple's first meeting threatens their present... Concealing a truth she is yet to unveil... Along with the beginning of the souls Luring Nights.

|| Extract || 

Gasping sounds along with a woman's soft melted voice could be heard in the dark chamber. 

Solely illuminated by the clear moon that slid rudely into the wedded's privacy, two silhouettes emerged from the sheets as the light fall of raindrops gifted nature's melody to their night... As well as the freshness their heated figures continued to need, even in the midst of such weather. 

"a..ahn...!... huff... Husb– ha...!" — The woman continued to puff in a weak voice. 


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This is my second book. As it is, this novel differs from my first one of course. You will notice on its tone. Yet, I hope you will like it as much. 

The first eleven chapters are so you get how Ewelina ended up in her situation ^^. This story fully starts after said chapter. Be expectant for the following chapters. 

Happy reading. 
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Tags: #R18 #Reincarnation #Historical #Fantasy #Drama #Romance #Smut

Read my first book!:

   • You Think I Won't Talk?


This is an original Story ^^

Author: XimenoideX

Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure

It was yet to be the time for the light of the capricious sun to rise and scarcely illuminate the sky. 


Nonetheless, she could see the space meant for him absent of the man's presence. 


Ewelina stared blankly for a while, disappointed at his somehow expected disappearance. 


Driving her hand between her unkept curls she cuddled to herself inside the sheets, facing the side where she imagined him to rest, sighing further at the empty dark. Weary still from his heat, Ewelina's lids softly closed and drifted into slumber. 


Tired, her last sentence was told in sadness. As she resigned herself to the repeated desertion experienced in those chambers. 


Sluggish to meet the sliding sunlight, Ewelina woke from her lonely rest. 


Going back to her own chambers, the woman cleansed herself from the dry sweat in her skin once her servants brought the warm water for her to soak in. 


Scene XXII