Minja

The Shadowed Alpha Series:

Bride Of The Shadowed Alpha Book 1

Marked By The Shadowed Alpha Book 2

"I will give you the most pleasurable pain you’ve ever had. You like pain, and lucky for you," his smirk deepened, his gaze dark with promise, "I know how to give pain until you cry for me."


The villain wasn’t meant to be emperor, nor was he supposed to be handsome. Yet for reasons I can’t understand, he hates me.

At the Academy of the Arcane, I became untouchable, unstoppable. My beauty was both a weapon and a curse, a cruel reminder of the life I lost.

But none of it mattered to him. Tharros. The Emperor of Shadows. The unchallenged ruler of witches, vampires, werewolves, and fae. His gaze burned with something raw, something personal.

"You made me this way." he growls.

I stared at him, confused. "I don’t even know you."

His laughter was slow, cruel. "Then I’ll make sure you never forget."

Days later, I woke up as his bride. Bound to him by marriage, a punishment, a prison.

Now, I must untangle the truth of his hatred, uncover the past he swears I buried, and face the dark memories that lie in wait.

Because in this game of vengeance, I am both his prisoner and his beautiful prize, one he will break. He craves my pain, but I crave the way he gives it.


Book 2

My name is Obsidian Sigil of Liora.

They say he’s cruel. That no one knows where he came from.

But I remember how he looked at me, like I was the only thing he ever wanted.

 And I ruined him. I betrayed him.

But this my second life, I will make it right.

Warning: Extremely Dark Romance | Rated 18+

Bride Of The Shadowed Alpha

Nyxoria grinned widely, quickly grabbing her quill and parchment. She wrote down a message and handed it to Dika. 


Dika read it and nodded, smiling back. 


Nyxoria gestured to the bed with her hand and Daisy went over to sit on it. 


Tharros, standing nearby, wasted no time. “Can you please check on her?” he asked, his tone laced with impatience. 


He had barely slept after his bath last night, waking up early when Vyrelen informed him that Dika and the High Priestess had arrived. Without hesitation, he had gone to meet them, ushering them into his castle. He didn’t want to waste another second, Nyxoria had suffered long enough. If the priestess could truly heal her, then this would be the last time he would ever raise a hand against her. 


The Priestess Visit (3)