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** 18+ Toxic Romantasy**
**Thieves Guilds, Nobles, Fantasy Races, Magic**
He's all control.
She's pure chaos.
She yearns for freedom, while he dreams of power, yet they are more alike than they realize. Only they can understand the darkness hidden within each other, and it binds them in a love as twisted as their fate.
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Nyx:
They all thought they were so cunning. Wolfe. Reed. Even my father. They believed I was just a pawn they could use in their little game to grasp for power. They all manipulated me because they believed me to be weak. And perhaps I was, but that was before.
Reed might have been an insufferable a**, but he was right about a few things.
The first was that I did not need his help.
In fact, I did not need anyone's help. I was smarter than they thought and stronger than even I realized.
The second was that I unfortunately did belong to the guild.
As much as I hated to admit it, as long as one of those idiots was in power, I would never be free. I was not fool enough to believe that any one of them was going to release me, even if I completed the mission. There was only one way I could secure my freedom.
I would have to take it for myself.
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Reed:
Throughout my life, I built a house in my mind, each room meticulously crafted and arranged for a specific purpose.
I taught myself how to open only one door at a time.
Training, weapons, survival, investigation, duty, loyalty, ambition.
Doors I opened often.
The rest stayed closed. And for good reason.
Control.
A mechanism cannot properly function when things get caught up where they should not. It is similar to grains of sand in a crossbow. Just a little grit can ruin the whole thing, destroying both its accuracy and function.
And I could not afford even the slightest slip-up.
There was a closet in that house in my mind.
A closet I always kept closed.
But Nyx...
She threw that f***ing door wide open, then set fire to the whole f****ing house.