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

Elara opened her eyes with sheer force. She felt like it had been a century since she was sleeping. She had come in and out of consciousness so many times.

Each time she stirred, she felt a hand on her hair, her forehead who asked her to sleep again. Urged to rest and improve. It must be a dream. Because now, when she had finally opened her eyes and her mind was alert, she only saw an empty room. She was still in the locked room where Lenhart had taken her after the attack in the woods.

The only difference was, someone had bought a mattress and warm blanket for her to rest. Her stomach growled the moment she sat up. She rubbed it knowing well there would not be any… food?

She looked at the plate as if it was a figment of her imagination. But she did not feel dizzy like before. Her mind was clear, everything around her looked real. She did not sway anymore and her body did not tremble when she walked.

Freedom, Could It Be Hers?