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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Lucian chuckled softly against her lips, the sound vibrating through her, but he didn't resist. His lips moved against hers in perfect rhythm, each kiss sending a spark of electricity through her veins.

Seraphina felt her heart racing, her pulse quickening as his hand slid up her side, fingers grazing the sensitive skin under her blouse.

Her body reacted to his touch, arching toward him as if begging for more. And he didn't disappoint. He shifted his weight, one arm propping him up while his other hand traced along the curve of her waist, over her hip, and back again, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Seraphina closed her eyes, letting herself get lost in the sensations, the warmth of his body, the soft brush of his lips against her neck as he moved lower, kissing the sensitive skin just beneath her ear, then her collarbone.

Different Kind of Magic (II)