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

 Noah spun around quickly, swinging his sword blindly behind him, but Daisy was already gone. 


 “Damn it,” he muttered under his breath, spinning again, just in time to catch her fist flying straight at his face. 


 His head jerked hard to the side as pain exploded across his cheekbone. He stumbled but didn’t fall. Gritting his teeth, he ducked her next punch and brought both his swords down in a fast, heavy swing, aimed to cut clean through. 


 “She’s teleporting,” he thought with a growl. 


 Before he could track her, she reappeared mid-air, right above him. One leg came crashing down on the flat side of one of his swords, knocking it clean out of his grip. It clattered loudly as it slid across the stone floor. 


Between Love and Escape (2)