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's heart raced as she felt his arm tighten around her waist. His words echoed in her mind, making her pulse quicken. The closeness between them, the intensity of his gaze, and the way his voice lowered made everything feel too real, too dangerous.

She could feel the heat radiating off him, his breath warm on her face as he stared down at her, waiting for a response.

She opened her mouth to say something - anything - but no words came out. Her mind was too clouded with emotions she couldn't name. Her body, usually filled with an almost painful awareness of her surroundings, was now entirely focused on him. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them locked in this tense, almost electric moment.

"I…" she began, but her voice faltered. What could she say? Deny the effect he had on her? Pretend she wasn't feeling the pull, the magnetic attraction that seemed to grow stronger the longer they stood together?

Their First Kiss (I)