Isaac_black

[mature//no rape]
At the age of 14, Eiravyne had endured a life-altering burn inflicted by her father, a punishment she believed was a manifestation of her own inadequacies: her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and intellect.
 It wasn’t until a horrific massacre claimed her entire family that she had learned the true nature of her suffering. 
The burn had not merely been a mark of her father’s cruelty but a binding ritual linking her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, the very man she had been taught to fear above all.
As Eiravyne was thrust into an arranged marriage with the Duke, she found herself entangled in a treacherous web of political power and intrigue. 
Amidst the chaos, she uncovered a staggering truth: her abusive family had not been her true lineage.
Instead, she was the heir to the Sangrevers—a feared and formidable bloodline notorious for its depraved, lustful, manipulative, and twisted behavior…Afamily that was eradicated by the king for their own treason .
With this revelation, Eiravyne faced a new nightmare. Duke Ilkar, convinced that she inherited the worst traits of her scandalous mother, regarded her as nothing more than a means to serve his own ambitions, while Eiravyne's deepest desire was to belong to a family that truly loved and accepted her.


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Updates: 02 chapter /day

Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive  male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage

Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it .

The art of this novel is also comissioned 
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Check out my other  contracted works:
For male lead: 
   *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse 
   *Villain's Supremacy 
For female lead:
   *I created the villain 
   *The body we shared .

His Crimson Obsession

Eiravyne blinked, trying to clear the haze from her vision as she faced the tall man before her.

His striking features and the intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down her spine.

His dark, slicked-back hair framed a face that exuded an unsettling charisma, dressed impeccably in an elegant suit that spoke of wealth and power.

Her head spun slightly from the wine, but she remained wary of the man's intentions.

"Who... who are you?" she managed to ask, her voice wavering with unease.

The man's smile widened, but it held a hint of something predatory beneath its charm.

"I am Alaric Forton," he replied smoothly, extending a hand towards her as if expecting her to acquiesce to his presence.

Eiravyne instinctively stepped back, her instincts warning her against any physical contact with this stranger.

She felt vulnerable and exposed in his presence, a feeling compounded by the fog of alcohol clouding her thoughts.

Drunk