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{Warning: Contains mature content}

*Volume 1:
Prologue
Seventeen years ago, in 1770, Irina's name was whispered in the Kingdom where she lived. They called her barren and women her age would make fun of her as she was unable to bare a child.

At the age of twenty five, she felt like the only woman in the Kingdom without a child.  Seventeen years of marriage yet there was no child. 
As Irina walked down the hill, the moon light glowed upon the cursed river. Some of the people say it is cursed and water is poisoned, others say it is blessing. Desperate to end the mockery, Irina seek to find help here. 
She continued to walk barefoot, her feet bleeding from stepping on rocks and stones. She glanced back to see if anyone was following her. Who would dare follow her to a place like this?
Upon reaching the river bank, Irina fell on her knees, wailing and begging for the river to help her. She need a child. After spending an hour there with no answers, she stood up to leave. All hope was lost at this point. There was no way for her.
“Irina.” I heard a soft voice from the water. 

Emerging from the water, was a tall figure. She has long flowing black hair that reached her waist. She was more beautiful than any woman in the Kingdom and Irina was amazed. As she rises out of the water, she sang a melody that could reach the ears of many. It drew the creatures in the river closer to her. Yet beneath that beauty was someone dangerous.
“Dear child,” she mumbled. “I heard your wailing from my sleep. Your tears flowed down to my chamber."
She fell back on her knees, her eyes burning with tears. She was a siren, the most beautiful creature of the water.

“I will bless you with a child,” she promised. Irina's heart flooded with happiness at her words.
“But there is one condition.....”
....
In a desperate act of self defence, Anastasia killed the King, after he tried to sleep with her. Now captured by the guards to face execution, dread filled her. Before the commander could strike her with the sword, a commanding voice sounded through the air. 

“The girl is mine to judge. You will not touch her.”

Anastasia meets gaze with the dark Prince, a cold shiver ran through her spine at the realization that his mercy might be far worse than the sentence.

*Volume 2: 
After Anastasia is discovered in Abyss Veil, she has no recollection of her past. She knows not to trust anyone. Escaping from the house, she  returned to the ocean. There, she's captured by pirates and sold out to a man she never expected to see again, Scientist George. Anastasia must now find a way to escape. Meanwhile, a long-forgotten power, Onyxia, rises to seek revenge on her for what Tharros did. However, the greatest threat, looms in Abyss Veil, where gods from the other side are slowly slipping away to reclaim their rule. Anastasia must consider awakening her father, Tharros, for help. As shocking secrets are revealed, gods clash, Lycans wage war against vampires, and the world is into chaos again.

Enemy of my desire

Anastasia opened her eyes blinking a few times to ensure she was truly back. Stepping out of the bathtub, she let the maids dry her with the towel before wrapping it around her.

Once she was dried, she walked closer to the mirror, standing in front of it. As she stared at her reflection, she saw Alora for a moment: her curly ginger hair, and jade green eyes.

"Milady are you alright?" a voice broke her from her trance.

"I'm fine," she replied, returning her gaze to the mirror to see her reflection.

After the maids dressed in her a nightgown, Anastasia sat on the edge of the bed, her mind drifting back to the vision. Or was it a memory?

She had felt the pain and anger from Collete who had killed her. Her baby had died in her womb before Alora herself meet her demise.

The door creaked open and Cassius walked in, his eyes immediately noting her expression.

Chapter 66