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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

Although he had heard some of Vinka’s grumble as he stepped inside, Aslak had no intention to contradict the difficult villager, for never was she able to keep her thoughts to herself and had spit at the barbarian’s doings, empathic with a fellow woman that was also seen as weaker than those of their roots. 


The Archduke, hence, solely climbed the stairs to the room above… aware that it was at that place that he had rested alongside his wife, who cared for his wounds at the time and had been held impetuously as he never was able to endure her sweetness with calm grooming. 


Solely one night had were them to spend at the tower. For hast was the time for his duty to be fulfilled… and as he entered the room… his steps halted. Aware that they had not been the last ones to use it, yet felt yearning for that night they had spent together. 


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