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ʀᴇɪɢɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇsᴛʀᴀɪɴᴛ
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  • Reads 1,994
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 5h 36m
Ongoing, First published Jul 31
4 new parts
ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪ ᴏꜰ 'ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ' ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.

#ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

She wasn't meant to cross his path,
yet she stumbled straight into his world of shadows.

He wasn't meant to keep her,
yet he bound her with vows she never chose.

She believed in love,
while he believed in power and ego.

But every time her innocence collided with his darkness,
something inside him shifted-
a hunger, a madness, a pull he couldn't name.

She was supposed to be a pawn.
She became his obsession.

And in a world where love tastes like sin
and devotion feels like war-
she will either be the reason he redeems himself...
or the excuse he uses to burn it all down.


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🌑 " This isn't just a love story. " 
It's a warning.
A prayer.
A scream behind closed doors.
If you're looking for butterflies, walk away.
But if you're ready to bleed with every page-
Welcome to the ashes.
Welcome to the reign.
Let the restraints begin.

{ The chapters aren't the final version of what's shown!! Changes can be made. Can be re-edited. }
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