Kim_Lei

A dark curse. Bloody, violent murders. And a long awaited reunion throw Aleksasha's ordered world into disarray.

Aleksasha was born to be the perfect noblewoman and then her family was brutally murdered in a conspiracy that spans beyond her years.

When she was on the brink of ruin, the brooding Duke Matias Volkov married her when all of the kingdom turned their backs on the cursed daughter of a ruined house. 

After they exchange vows, Matias leaves Aleksasha to build their hiuse as he fights in a distant battlefield for 10 years.  When Matias returns as a war hero he bears both scars and the spoils of war including a stunning and enigmatic woman named Selene.

As Aleksasha’s hard-won position as the lady of the estate is threatened, she must confront deepening betrayal. Torn between reclaiming her rightful place and the dangerous allure of a new rival, Aleksasha battles her darkest fears. 

Long forgotten magic burns within her, desperately seeking release as outside forces strive to rip her marriage and her power apart.


Cover Art by Nicoy Guevarra (https://www.nguevarrart.com)

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Bound by Honor, Torn by Desire

Daniil walked around the room, holding something inside his hand that Alek couldn't see. She watched him circle the room before he sat down on a large couch. Her brothers gently tugged her hand to lead her towards a large spread of food on a table in an adjoining room but she shook her head no.

Eriks imploringly looked to Daniil to get his support to move the little girl and their father just shrugged.

"It's all right, she can stay with me. You two go ahead and eat," Daniil replied with a gentle smile. Alek smiled brightly, as she sat delicately beside her father, adjusting her skirts to flow prettily around her.

Erik sighed and walked into the other room with Alexi. "We'll save you some sweets, Alek! Don't bother father too much while he's talking with Duke Volkov."

"I won't!" Alek called. She refocused her attention to the gem on Daniil's lapel with curiosity burning in her eyes. "Papa, how does that work?"

Unspoken Threats