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?

18+

TAMING THE UNTAMED

The moon was full and extra bright. After having dinner with her disciples, Megara was on her way to her room. Her mind was in upheaval once again. Evandros must be knowledgeable about the conference. What does he plan to do? He wouldn't sit back and wait for the disaster to arrive at his door. 


He would rather prefer walking up to his disaster. 


There were fewer chances for things to go smoothly and more chances for things to get messed up. They were doing everything possible to deter any catastrophe but deep down everyone knew they were standing on the stake of death. 


Uncle Zale would declare openly tomorrow that he has two stones in his possession. This alone could bring chaos but everyone knew uncle Zale would never do such a thing. 


Just she felt like she was skipping out on something. 


Half of the masters in the Sect also passed her looks...saying Evandros would demolish the Sect due to his personal beef with Megara. 


BEGINNING OF THE STORM