❝𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞,❞ I snapped-but it didn't sound convincing. The words came out unsteady. Breathless. He smirked. Reign leaned in, his mouth brushing my shoulder with deliberate slowness. ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨.❞ His smile was all sin as his hand slid over me, firm and possessive, drawing a sound from my throat before I could stop it. My body reacted instantly-traitorously-heat coiling low as his touch lingered. ❝𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬... 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨.❞ He pulled me back against him, unyielding, leaving no room for doubt about what he wanted-or what he claimed. My breath caught, pulse spiraling as his grip tightened. ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭...❞ His lips traced my shoulder, teeth grazing skin before he pressed a slow kiss where memory still burned. ❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.❞ His voice dropped, dark and final. ❝𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞.❞ #12 Russia #3 Toxic Love #12 psycho #10 russianmafia #4 killer #5 crazy #5 obsessed #22 psychopath #52 darkromance #5 violence #4 Russian #14 abuse WARNING This book contains Dark ROMANCE -there will be abuse in the relationship -Dark themes -Mature content -Smut and ect ⚠️You've been warned ⚠️ Start: December - January 2023 End: May 18, 2024 Rewritten start: June 26, 2025 Rewritten end: ????

- EDITING!! [apologies for any mistakes] In the kingdom of Genolia, where religion has been forbidden, Princess Rosalina has a secret: she's found faith. Rosa's life was transformed by an experience. She found comfort in a higher existence. But her newfound faith puts her at risk. If discovered, she'll face severe punishment, possibly even death. She must keep her beliefs hidden, even from her own family. Alexander, her childhood friend, has been forced to stay with Rosa's family for a year as part of an ancient tradition that is believed to grow the power of royal families. As Alexander snoops, he finds himself drawn to her and even falls in love, something he'd thought he'd ever experience. Despite this, can their growing feelings overcome the danger and secrecy surrounding Rosa's faith?

"I knew you'd be here." I let out a breath, settling down on the edge of the rock next to her. She kept quiet, her gaze focused on the gentle movements of the ocean. "I wanted to clear my mind." I took her hands in mine, intertwining them. "What's wrong?" I asked her, drinking in every inch of her face. She was gorgeous. "You don't need to say anything, but always know that I'm here for you." A smile crept up on her face, her prominent dimples popping on the side of her cheeks. "Thank you." "You made me soft." I grumbled out as I pulled her closer, guiding her head to my shoulder. "Is that good or bad?" Her warm eyes met mine. I looked down at her. "Good. Very good." "Why do you think that?" Her breath hitched at the proximity of our faces. "If I weren't soft then I wouldn't feel the way I do about you."

"Have you completely forgotten everything we have done together? I am not some toy you can play around with whenever you please, Archer." "Why do you treat me as if I'm a pawn in one of your games of chess?" My voice croaks, wet tears gently slipping from my shaking eyes. All he did was stare back at me as if I meant nothing to him at all. As if he has erased the soft touches, slow moments that we shared. His eyes did not reveal any sort of emotion. My heart sank. It had felt like I had lost a part of me- as if my soul fractured into scrambles with no purpose. My chest ached as I frantically stared at him searching for some kind of expression- any kind of sign. Nothing. My soul shattered and he was gone. 𓆩♜𓆪 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐀𝐑𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐈, the saint. The faux perfect valedictorian. The holder of secrets and melancholic façades. No one knows what transpires behind the closed doors, behind the fabricated lies of her life. If only they could witness her as she opens the windows of her soul, yearning for the approval of others that plagues her dreams. 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐎, the devil. The lonesome jackass. He couldn't give less of a fuck about anyone. He simply didn't care. He lives solely on the existence of her. Although many may not see it at first, she is the water he drinks and the air he breathes. His only life resource. pin, swanlvss insta, swanlvss

To teach a lesson, you must understand what you are going to teach first. That was my case. I know that if I want revenge on someone, it is most likely that I know what revenge is about. And revenge is a subject I know to its finest precision. ────୨ৎ──── 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬. 𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨. ────୨ৎ──── started - 01/01/2026 ended - tbr. ────୨ৎ──── 1# in duelpov