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

"Evandros," Megara yelled in a panic state when she saw him running away. Her grip constricted on the hilt of her sword. She knew this day would come but never anticipated it to come this soon. He was not yet prepared for these hostile black lashes. He was too delicate for them. 


A 'tsk' escaped her lips as she was about to proceed after him but Marco held her wrist, pulling her back. She turned to look at him and found him shaking his head. 


"Don't. First, complete your task." He said and Megara passed him a narrow gaze. "No, he must be so scared. I'm pretty sure he needs someone besides him." She said with concern dripping out of each word of hers. She attempted to free her wrist but he constricted his hold. 


"And are you the only one who should be beside him? Is he your obligation? Don't make him rely on you too much." He said he sounded profound which was very infrequent. 


But what he said ticked something inside her. 


MISSING