Eustoma_Reyna

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content]
Amidst the clash of desire and betrayal, who will dare to sacrifice everything for the sake of love?

With the ability to foresee the future, Tarah could propel kings to unprecedented heights of success or plunge them into the depths of irreversible failure. But when her kingdom fell, Tarah was forced to offer herself into servitude to her captor in exchange for her brother’s life, becoming a spy in a dangerous game against Ezekiel, the future Dragon King of Ebodia.

Haunted by a prophecy of his doom by a woman’s hand, Prince Ezekiel has meticulously avoided female company throughout his life. However, everything changed when he met Tarah, the new fated Seer of Ebodia. Initially only caring about ruling the world, Ezekiel now finds himself strongly enamored by Tarah, at the risk of losing sight of his own goals.

Caught between safeguarding her brother's life and the growing affection for the domineering ruler, Tarah faces a dilemma. Will she navigate this dangerous path, risking everything for her heart's desires?

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"You can't escape me. There's nowhere in this world where you can hide from my reach," Ezekiel whispered, his breath warm against her neck.

Her throat tightened as his lips grazed her skin.

With a firm yet gentle grip on her chin, he tilted her head, urging her to meet his intense gaze, causing her heart to pound in her chest.

"I'm here to make you remember every detail of the agony you've caused me," he declared.

"Agony?!" she protested.

"Yes, your cruel betrayal. Leaving me, breaking your promise..."

The Crown's Fire

Prisoners Dungeon, Kingdom of Helion

Asura winced as she rose to her feet, feeling the stiffness in her muscles from days of confinement. The stench was overwhelming, but her main concern was for Levi.

Had Princess Katelina's prediction already come true? If so, it meant Levi was in a safe place, known only to... Luis.

The door creaked open, and relief flooded through Asura as she saw her father, Laban. "Look at you, an absolute mess," he scolded, his tone a mix of annoyance and concern.

Asura shrugged, accustomed to her father's lectures. "Come, let's go home. Your mother won't stop pestering me until you're back," Laban grumbled, leading her out.

As they rode in the carriage, they passed the execution ground, where rows of men were being executed. "What's happening?" Asura asked, peering out the window.

Handsome Enough