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Zaiyila thought she had suffered enough—betrayed by her own mother and sold into marriage with a wealthy, aging man. But on the night of her pre-wedding ceremony, everything takes a dark and unexpected turn. A swarm of deadly snakes descends upon the gathering, killing her groom-to-be and throwing the hall into chaos. Fear spreads as the people recognize the serpents as the servants of the enigmatic and terrifying Snake King, Everett.

When Everett himself arrives—a striking, horned man of unmatched beauty and power—Zaiyila finds herself drawn to him in ways she cannot explain. Despite the fear he inspires in others, she feels an unshakable connection to him, one that transcends the realm of logic. The moment she defies the fearful kneeling of the crowd, she unknowingly seals her fate.

Taken into Everett’s domain, Zaiyila is forced to confront not only the dangerous, supernatural world she’s been thrust into but also the awakening desires she cannot deny. As she unravels the truth about her past and her connection to the Snake King, she must decide—will she resist the pull of destiny, or will she embrace the darkness and passion that Everett offers?

A tale of betrayal, power, and an irresistible bond, Bride of the Serpent King explores the fine line between fear and desire, fate and choice.


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Bride of the Serpent King

"You've got some nerve staring at her, haven't you? You even dared to force her to remove her mask, you are simply tired of living" the man's voice was icy and filled with menace, making the poor guard nearly wet himself.

The guard was already shivering. "I... I was just following orders... I didn't mean to offend Mr. Riven's people," he stammered.

Riven glanced at the guard briefly before entering the mall. No one noticed the red imprint that slowly appeared at the back of the guard's neck, or maybe Riven was aware, perhaps his handiwork.

Zaiyila was admiring all the clothes on the first floor with wide eyes.

"Lizzy, I'm not dreaming, right?" she asked, holding Elizabeth's hand.

Elizabeth chuckled. "Aww, so cute. Let's go to the fifth floor—the clothes there are even more beautiful," she suggested and tugged her toward the escalator.

Chapter 31:Her Royal Instinct