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

Warning: Mature Content in the chapter

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Arwan's large hands moved over her sides, trailing a hot path before moving up to her chest. Seraphina moaned against his lips when his palm cupped her swelling breast that was covered with a thin excuse of silk.

His tongue thrust through her parted lips - strong and demanding.

Pleasure buzzed all over her in tingling sensations. The cold air and the silence of the evening added a further forbidden, yet intimate feeling.

Her tongue got hold of his, tangling in an elegant, intriguing dance. She kissed him back with just as much intensity and desire as he was showing toward her.

It felt so natural being with him this way. Like they were meant to be together which could be considered true since they were fated mates.

Night of the Crescent (II)