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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.

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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

Time could not be measured in any sense as fatigue from the excruciating day did not allow the female. 


Albeit, her lids opened with difficulty, for even if exhausted and with an aching body, the comfort of the one supporting her rest was nice to her being. 


Simply sitting on a tough ground, both closed their lids to rest together, near by his hold, which surprisingly never loosened on the woman. Nevertheless, once awake, her hand had also moved to hold onto him, thankfully over the bandage and somewhere she knew the wound did not reach. 


The man appeared peaceful to her touch. Lightly tilting his head so her kind crown would graze the curls against his cheek even if slightly. And so, Ewelina procured to remain still for he could wake if not careful. 


'... Aslak… reckless and barbaric man…' — Breathing in the sight of his resting frown, she contemplated while still dazed from the good rest he could grant. — 'It pains me that harm reached you, my love…' 


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