In a world where the powerful ruled, a world that belonged to dominion. A world that conceals demons and vicious beasts within the shadows of the darkness. As if these barbarous creatures weren't enough; rose a man who crushed many clans and sects.

His every step echoed with the cry of those whom he massacred brutally—leaving traces of those helpless curses behind him in the dust. He was known as the 'Devil on earth' 'The leader of the shadow army' and 'The black Blade of Linya'.

Many forces joined to stop him, only to be butchered by his powerful blade until someone completely opposite stood against him.

A beautiful woman who had his tattoo engraved on her chest. 

Would he cherish her or destroy her? But then again what could be expected from the Lord of terrors who was known to bear no heart in his stone-cold chest? And then again was that woman in his eyes worthy of his love?

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TAMING THE UNTAMED

The strong scent of liquor filled the room. With a deadpan face sat Evandros on his throne. His hand rested on the edge of the armrest, and his nails gripped the lion's face, which was carved on it. 


"Why didn't you inform me about her disciples coming to her rescue as well?" He asked, the man standing in front of him arched a brow at Evan. "I'm certain, I informed you about it. Perhaps, you weren't attentive." The man said and Evan scowled at him, glaring at him through his lashes. 


"Anyways, you said that they will evade together so they will evade. They are still here along with Evenor, they haven't vacated the clan. They are waiting for the right moment to take Megara with them. Do you want us to resist their activities or let it be?" The man raised a question and Evandros gnawed on his lower lips before finally deciding. 


HER ESCAPE