Fallen_meteor

The story had gore, twisted relationships and dark thoughts. It is not suitable for kids. And instead of romance, more twisted desires and revenge had filled the book. You have been warned. 
There is a thin line between love and hate, who knew when it started to fade between us.
Earl of Gravestone is the most dangerous man of the WhiteThrone Empire. Not because he is strong enough to kill them without thinking twice. But he deals in secrets. Secrets that could destroy the peace standing on the thin ice sheets over a flooding river.
But he had not gotten all this wrapped up as a gift by his family. He had earned it. Earned to show that one woman that he was worth choosing. To show that he was strong and loved. and he definitely had forgotten her after she left him for another man. Except that… he did not.
He was still clutched by her memories to the limit that it hurt him when he breathed. So what would happen if the newest secret he found was…. Her husband was a traitor. If he wants, he could break her life. But would he?
The deepening shadow of the crimes he had committed and the darkness within him wanted to devour her. But a tiny part that still remembered her love wanted to save her at the same time. Who would win in the end?

A Slave To The Evil Count

"Sit down." the voice loud enough to command her and she surrendered to his urging. The bed met her. It felt softer than before, asking her to sleep in the dark. Like the hand of a trusted friend that offered her security that was never there. The winds sang a lullaby for her. But his grip on her shoulders started to tighten.

"You said that you had met him that night." she nodded, the voice felt dim, fading. "I was there when you returned. Why did you not tell me?" he remembered feeling the distinct smell of a man on him.

He had blamed the stable boy when she had been with her husband. Yes, he believed that she was telling the truth. Mixing half truth and half lies, it has always been the best way to fool someone. Her husband must have taught him.

Bitter Truths