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

Before their lips could have made contact, Lucian stopped her. His hands gripped her shoulders as he kept her in place, locking his gaze with hers.

"What are you doing?" He demanded in a low, deep growl like voice.

"Is it that hard to understand?" Seraphina found herself asking back in response.

Her heart was going crazy within the confinement of her chest. She still clearly remembered how he refused to continue last time, claiming that she wasn't ready for him.

Was he going to do the same again? She found herself wondering.

She noticed as his breathing changed. There was a war going on in his deep ocean blue eyes, one that she wanted to win.

It's time for him to stop dancing around the unbearable tension and break it.

He leaned closer, his mouth only inches from hers. "And I'm telling you that I'm the last thing you can handle right now. Don't. Push. Me!"

In The Warmth of Library (II)