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Deadly Ever After!
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  • Reads 89
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 1m
Ongoing, First published Aug 25
Mature
8 new parts
I met him under the moonlight. Blood on his hands. A shovel in the dirt. And he smiled at me like I was already his."

Every night, Lyra Monroe jogs the same forest trail-alone, unnoticed, calculating. Until she sees him-Lucien Vale burying bodies under the moonlight. A handsome stranger. A serial killer.

When she fights him off and strikes him with a log, she thinks it's over. But he survives, and his powerful father demands she marry the now "amnesiac" killer as punishment.

But nothing is what it seems.
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