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

His smile turned into a smirk when he realized that she was wet. 


"Agh," Megara was completely taken aback by his actions. One hand between her legs and one in her mouth was overwhelming for her. She knew she wouldn't be able to go into this any further. Her heart was beating so fast, she could hear it beating in her ears. Tears pricked the edge of her eyes and before she knew she was lying back on the table with her legs still dangling down from the table. 


She grabbed his wrist and pulled his fingers out of her mouth, slightly coughing. He let her pull his hand out of her mouth. He understood it was too much for her, considering it was her first time, he couldn't be rough with her so he continued to rub her between her legs watching her whimper and squirm. 


WEAK TO HIS TOUCH