The Sweetest Darkness

The Sweetest Darkness

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In a city long taken over by darkness, light still flickers... Alana Chiari is a glimmer of hope in a city long forgotten. Raised in the city of Keres, long before it fell to darkness, for her there is no way out. But that doesn't mean Alana won't fight to keep her hands clean and her life free from the vices others so easily fall prey too. Sebastian Farkas has another name. Death. Heir to his father's fortune, and all that comes with it, Sebastian knows his role. He finds the truth and he wipes out threats. It is what he is born to do. It is what he has been raised to do. Darkness blankets where he walks and he revels in it. When one name on Sebastian's list leads him to Alana's door, Sebastian stakes a claim. And here's the thing about death... once it knows you, you're never really free. The Sweetest Darkness is a Dark Romance Story with content that some readers may find triggering. Please do check CWs/TWs in the Readers Note before reading. CWs/TWs will be edited as the story develops.
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Silva

Silva wants what he shouldn't have and takes what he can't desire. He should've known. Irisa offsets the brittle balance of diabolical cruelty, but it's a forgivable transgression that he's willing to make an exception for. She's a simple girl with a special smile; something opposite of him as it burns into his skin with regret. Regret that he doesn't have her. He doesn't know if he wants to kiss the smile away or wrap his hand around her fragile neck until the light fades to black. He's a nightmare wrapped in visceral ink, a frighteningly obsessive man with missing morals. Silva would rip his heart out if she asks; he is selfishly generous to her whims. *** This contains sensitive material that will be triggering to some, reader discretion is advised. Mature contents. Copyright © 2020 by Celia Crown

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