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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 jolted awake, her body drenched in sweat, and she instinctively reached up to wipe her forehead. For a moment, she sat still, bringing her hand to her chest to feel the rhythm of her heartbeat. Then she glanced over to see Cassius fast asleep beside her. He slept so peacefully, his chest rising and falling.

She rose from the bed, making her way to the bathroom. There, she leaned over the basin, splashing some cold water on her face. As she turned her head to gaze at the small window in the bathroom, the darkness outside reminded her it was still night.

Had Hannah known what was coming? She must have foreseen what would happen and decided to inform Anastasia. But the thought of war made her stomach churn.

People would die, and yet if Nerina and Calaena weren't stopped, the killing would continue.

Chapter 110