Reign of the Gods

Reign of the Gods

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FEAR THE DARK LORD Driven by his insatiable need for power and revenge, Asa, the ruthless demigod rejected by his father, plots to become immortal and claim his rightful position as the heir ruler of the Lore by offering up the blood of his new captive, Vera. Yet the young mortal soon tempts him beyond reason. A DEADLY FORCE DWELLS WITHIN HER Vera has spent all her life hiding behind the walls of the temple, concealing her identity as the third scroll_until she's captured by Asa. Though he plans to sacrifice her, the demigod seems to ache for her, succumbing to the draw of her powers. She must find a way of escape while resisting his deadly touch. A BATTLE OF CHOICES Soon Asa must choose between his desire for immortality and his prisoner. Will he give in to the call of darkness, or risk everything for a fresh start?
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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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