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

"You didn't tell me I've become a grandfather?" Ezekiel asked with almost a fake offended tone. Both the men in the room fall silent. A heavy tension surrounded them. Evandros wasn't expecting the news to be out of the harem. Whatever happened there, remained there. Anger was boiling within him when he realized it could be Cherine that he threw out of the harem and into the dungeons. 


She could have spilled the news to the guards and it became a rumor of the mansion automatically reaching his father. 


He wasn't planning to kill her but now he would. He feared that he might have told them about Megara but for now, he decided to calmly go along. 


"Why would I tell you about him?" Evan asked bitterly, his tongue pressing extra hard on the word 'you'. Ezekiel's expression didn't change despite his son's harsh tone. "Not only me but none of us was informed of such great news," Ezekiel muttered with nonchalance, almost irritating to Evandros. 


DEPRIVED