La Muerte went Eros

La Muerte went Eros

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When a bloody dream strikes again, Harriette Realm couldn't help but to begin to move forward by diving back to her forcibly forgotten past. But something is so wrong, so tangled and connected. The more she draws closer, the more big names went involved. The murder from a decade ago was nothing but the beginning of Wilde's death riddle. Like how Van Gogh desperately crave for happiness that he drank his yellow paint. And her, she is a poison herself but I am addictively sipping because she is my yellow paint. This story contains physical, mental, emotional and sexual abuses that can be triggering to the readers.
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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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