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

The guards were surprised when Alric opened the door so early in the morning. Most of the time, small screams come out of his room in the morning. And he is hardly available in the morning.

They remember once Isabella was stubborn to see him and he had thrown a dagger on her shoulders when she had forced her way inside the room.

She was lucky that it had only grazed her shoulders. But the cold and brutal look on his face had given her enough goosebumps to not knock his room again.

Since then, no matter what the emergency was… he was never contacted in the morning.

"My lord.." the guard took a step back, fear evident in his eyes. "Shall we serve you lunch?"

"Where is Elara?" his voice had a hint of desperation in it like a person had walked in desert for a long time and needed shade.

"The prisoner?" they looked at each other and then at Alric, "she did not come out, my lord."

If Only She Knew