[ WARNING: Mature Content ]

[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

 A good distance from the fog was travelled. Pieces of meat were eaten by many before leaving the prey and once at the safe spot, the men raised a few simple tents for themselves and their leaders. Aiming to shelter their bodies from the freezing chill of the morning while earning proper rest on the warm ground, contrary to the cold suffocating air of the dry woods. 


Some remaining meat they could take would be roasted once the sun climbed the sky, to then continue a journey that wouldn't let them move as nonchalantly anymore. 


At his tent, Aslak threw his axe after speaking with the bloody beard of Hrom, continuing to be dubious of Vinka's intentions. 


— She said she wanted to stay so we exchanged tasks, she had furs to comb and pants to thread together apparently. The villagers know she's strong so they should be fine with her as temporal head either way, ya know? — 


"She wants something… I hope it's just not what she can't have." 


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