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

"I almost feel like the sun will make its appearance at any time." Olivia whispered as she took one last glance at the bright sky before closing the main door of the castle.

"We sure will see it soon. I trust in our Lady." Mrs. Garcia spoke as she gave the woman a pat on her shoulder.

"So do I." Olivia returned with a smile and her eyes darted toward the staircase where she spotted Seraphina who was making her way downstairs with Mortimer right behind her.

The butler was holding some sort of big box in his hands, covered with a silk cloth that made it hard to see what was under the cloth. Hence, it was just her guess that he was holding onto a box since she could see edges peeking through the cloth.

Curious to know what the lady was planning to do, both Olivia and Mrs. Garcia headed toward theliving room where the Shadow Lords were having their afternoon tea.

The Golden Duo