The Seven Brides

The Seven Brides

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Multiple kidnappings of young women had occurred in the small city of Central Ark, causing the people to live in fear of losing their precious loved ones. It was believed the crime had been done by a delusional psychopath, nicknamed The Shadow Groom who's identity was unknown. Cleo Bennett who had received the 7th wedding ring managed to escape from The Shadow Groom, causing information about him to be known to the police, threatening his position. In rage, The Shadow Groom went on a killing spree, demanding Cleo Bennett to be handed to him. Will they be able to capture The Shadow Groom or will chaos continue to fall upon the city?
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BOOK ONE: FEROCIOUS LOVE CHRONICLES A wedding meant for love... stolen by madness." _______________________________________ Him: "Who deserves punishment, biwi?" Her: (barely audible, heart pounding) "M-me..." Him: (tilting her chin up, voice dark and unwavering) "And where, biwi? On our bed... or in the ashes of the man who dared to crave what's mine?" Her: (whimpering, body trembling) "P-please..." Him: (low chuckle, deadly possessive) "No, biwi. Please what?" He leaned in, his breath a sinful caress against her trembling lips. "Please what, baby? Use your words." "Beg me to break you. Beg me to make you mine-completely-until even your soul moans my name." His grip tightened, his fingers tracing fire down her skin. "Say it-" Her: (shuddering, surrendering) "Yours..." His lips hovered, his voice a dark whisper, laced with devotion and madness. ________________________________________ "You are the prayer my soul has bled for through lifetimes." "The flame my darkness bows before." "The only truth my chaos kneels to." "And now, biwi, you are bound to me-not by fate, not by destiny-by me." This isn't just dominance. This is obsession, possession, destruction, and worship-wrapped in the most sinful kind of love. Get ready to step into a world where love turns lethal, obsession burns wild, and surrender is the only escape.

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