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

As Arwan pulled Seraphina into his arms, their shared energy surged in a way that was almost tangible. The moonlight spilling through the window highlighted the softness of her skin, casting a silver glow that only fueled the primal hunger building in him.

He was driven by the need not only to claim her but to show her the depths of his devotion, every kiss and touch declaring that she was now, and always would be, his.

He guided her back, their lips never parting as he led her to the bed. The world outside faded, leaving only them, bound together in a way deeper than words could ever convey.

Gently, he eased her down, his gaze lingering on her, admiring every delicate curve, every flicker of desire that crossed her face. As he removed her outer robe, leaving her in the revealing nightgown she had chosen just for him, a smile of approval played on his lips.

Arwan's Mark (II)