The God And His Goddess

The God And His Goddess

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 24, 2022
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Action and Thriller
You are the goddess of love and power and have your own very know demon slayer corps. And although you and the other demon slayer corps know and respect each other theirs one secret they do not know. That your husband is the leader of the other demon slayer corps.... Kagaya Ubuyashiki ..
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In the silence of gilded halls, love and madness intertwine like a serpent coiling tighter with every breath. Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the gentle patriarch of the mansion, harbors a devotion that borders on madness. His smile, soft as twilight, hides a storm-an all-consuming obsession for the lady who moves like a ghost within his walls. To him, she is not just cherished; she is *everything*-the fragile thread that holds his world from unraveling. His love is a cage forged in shadow and silk, where every glance is a command, every whispered word a chain. He watches her with an intensity that chills the bone-protective, possessive, and terrifyingly absolute. No one may come near her without awakening the tempest behind his calm façade. But beneath the mansion's polished veneer, the lady feels the weight of his gaze like cold iron. Is she the queen he worships-or merely a prisoner in his twisted devotion? With every secret that surfaces and every fear clawing from the dark, the line between love and torment blurs until it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. In a house built on loyalty and lies, obsession is the deadliest truth. Here, love is not freedom-it is a labyrinth with no exit, and the lady must choose: surrender to the madness or fight to reclaim her soul. The cover is made by me and art too.

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