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If you blame the victim, then you stand for the perpetrator.
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"You say a word and I'll step back. Tell me not to touch you," Louis murmured, his own control slipping as he admitted to his profound yearning for her touch.

"Get away from me," she managed to whisper.

"Mean it, Verena," he persisted, the insistence in his voice urging her to make a definitive choice. 

His hand advanced, inching closer to her neck, his touch lingering there momentarily before retreating, a delicate dance of desire.

For a second, silence hung heavy in the air, pregnant with unspoken tension. Then, as if her inner turmoil had reached its peak, the words spilled from her lips. "I fucking hate you," she spat out.

Without further hesitation, Verena surged forward, her hand finding its way to the back of his neck. In an instant, her lips crashed against his.
 
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Verena Bradbury's life took a treacherous turn after a fateful party. Little did she know that her innocent decision to enter a villa with five strangers would result in her becoming a criminal and spending four years behind bars.

Upon her release, Verena was consumed by a burning desire for revenge against Arriana Vandeleur and her accomplices, who had framed her. Determined to tear them apart, she meticulously plans her revenge.

However, in a cruel twist of fate, Verena suddenly found herself burdened with heavy responsibilities she never could have anticipated: she was forced to become the wife of Louis Heisenberng, the most handsome and youngest billionaire in their country.

Louis, driven by his dark obsessions, kidnapped Verena and enforced their union by forging their marriage certificate without a trace of hesitation.

In a chilling race against time, Verena fought against the shackles of her forced matrimony and plotted her daring escape.

As Verena delved deeper into Louis's world of privilege and power, she unravelled a sinister web of secrets and deceit. With each shocking revelation, Verena's determination to bring down her captor intensifies, no matter the risks involved.

In "Ruins Of The Glory," Verena Bradbury found herself trapped in a thrilling rollercoaster ride of lies, betrayal, and desperation.

Will she be able to break free from her nightmarish entrapment and expose the truth, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her?

-Author's Books-
WILDBLOOD (ongoing)
Ruins Of The Glory (ongoing)
Thee Spark (coming soon)

Ruins Of The Glory

Aurora was trying to paint the wall behind the counter and doing her best not to fall asleep mid-sentence as she was talking to Miral, her very own secretary.

It'd been a long day, just like it had been a long day every day for the last week and a half, but she wasn't complaining—how could she when it had been Miral's dream to open her own coffee shop for so long?

Not even attempting to stifle her yawn, she dipped the paint roller in more pastel green paint and ignored the humming ache in her shoulder as she kept painting.

"You sure you don't want me to stay longer?" Aurora asked, going through her backpack as she looked for her phone.

"You've already been here longer than you were supposed to, and I'm almost done for the day anyway. I only need another fifteen minutes or so just to add a last coat. Somehow I can still see a hint of red underneath it." Miral sighed and it turned into a groan.

-Thames River-