Nightsummer20

[A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance] 

"Wherever there are shadows, there has to be a light"

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Seraphina Winters, the Mafia Queen of the 21st century, dies at the age of 28 in an assassination attempt and finds herself facing the trial that will decide her place in the afterlife, i.e. - heaven or hell. 

However, a weird situation occurs when her bad deeds turn out to be equal to her good deeds performed during her mortal life. To solve the situation, the Council of Afterlife offers her a chance to increase her good deeds and secure her place in heaven. As for the offer - marry the Shadow Lords and revive the cursed land of Shadow City. The council even offers her their newly created system to help her with the impossible task.

Dressed in an all-black wedding gown, Seraphina finds herself outside a haunted castle in the depths of a haunted city. 

From here begins Seraphina's journey of handling her four very hot but dangerous husbands while bringing a very dead city back to life with the help of the system.

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Promised To The Shadows

Seraphina let out a huge sigh as she placed the last of her purchases in the closet. The previous almost-empty and colorless closet was now overflowing with colorful and expensive outfits.

"That's what I will call a shopping spree. Your closet has upgraded from the closet of a peasant to the closet of a rich and classy woman. It's good to know that I will not see you looking just as gloomy as this place from now on in those lifeless clothes of yours." The little creature commented as it peeked at the closet and gave a nod of its head in approval.

Feeling defensive against its remarks, Seraphina turned her attention toward it and spoke, "Listen Bluebell, those clothes were sent by that council of yours. Don't you dare question my taste in fashion."

"Bluebell?" The little creature caught the name that came out of nowhere and stared at Seraphina with a silent demand for explanation.