Bloodlines & Betrayal
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MatureOngoing5h 14m
Last published Wed, Dec 3, 2025
In the shadowed alleys of The Kingdom of Necrovia, rebellion festers, and secrets writhe like poison beneath the surface. Persephone Pantazis, the hidden daughter of one of the rebellion's most powerful families, steps into a fractured kingdom on the brink of collapse. Sheltered for years by her father's iron grip, she is desperate to prove herself and escape the chains of her family's suffocating legacy.
But the rebel army offers no sanctuary. Among its ranks is Damian Diamandiz-mysterious, cocky, and the last person Persephone wants to trust. They are enemies, bound by hatred and rivalry, yet every encounter only seems to fuel the fire between them.
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"Sometimes," he murmured, his voice dark and taunting, "it's better to stay curious." A pause. Then, softer-hungrier. "But if you really want to know... I wanted you here. On my team. Close to me."
His fingers barely grazed my side, a ghost of a touch. "To break you." Another pause, a smirk I could hear in his voice. "To touch you." His breath fanned against my skin, heat curling down my spine.
"To fuck you."
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TRIGGER WARNING: (don't say that I didn't warn you)
1. Death and violence
2. Sexual assault (SA)
3. Physical and emotional abuse
4. Graphic depictions of blood and injuries
5. Torture
6. Mentions of trauma and past loss
7. Psychological manipulation
8. War and combat-related violence
9. Strong language and explicit content
10. Sexual content (18+)
11. Explicit adult themes and situations
12. Horror aspects
13. Mental health issues
14. Hearing voices/seeing things
15. Self-harm
16. Child abuse (physical/mental/SA)
17. Suicide thoughts/depression
18. OCD/anxiety aspects
19. Drugs
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