Sunken Teeth 💋

Sunken Teeth 💋

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❝But perhaps you do not wish to bear the Lord Chancellor's seed?❞ Elisea Vetre is born and raised in the Republic of Volia, ruins still plagued by the hungry ones, the sharp teethed bastards that had long kept those inside the borders constrained and broken, dirtied but willing to sacrifice a bit of blood and skin to live. As the newly proclaimed leader of the Rosso Paradox, she is hunted by the Lord Chancellor and must fight, tooth and nail, to escape and outwit her captives. ************************************ Bi-weekly updates! Please comment your thoughts and opinions. ^^
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There are choices that feel like accidents. Decisions that arrive dressed as inevitability. And men who never act without already knowing the outcome. She doesn't realize she's been chosen, only that the world begins to bend when she steps into it. Elysian is not a place for coincidence. It rewards foresight, patience, and those ruthless enough to pull strings no one else can see. And he has built his empire on 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. Power recognizes power and hers has 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 been dangerous. What looks like an unfortunate crossing of paths is anything but. Beneath every gesture lies intent. Beneath every silence, calculation. And beneath his attention, something sharpened by resistance rather than softened by it. They share a history that should have stayed buried, not because it was harmless, but because it taught them exactly how lethal the other could be. She thinks she's choosing her moves. He's been planning around them. Power shifts. Motives tangle. Obsession slips into something that looks like protection, like necessity until walking away stops being an option. Here, unions aren't built on submission, they're forged between equals who know precisely where to strike. A woman who refuses to be owned. A man who refuses to lose control. And a bond that was never a matter of if, only when. And the best part? 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭.

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