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The Devil Duke's Bride
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    Parts 8
  • WpHistory
    Time 31m
Ongoing, First published Oct 20, 2025
Mature
Ravencourt Manor sleeps beneath endless fog, its roses blooming red as spilled wine.
They say its Duke murdered his wife. They say her ghost still walks the halls.

When Clara Ashworth arrives to take the dead woman's place, she finds more than shadows and silence. The Duke watches her like a man haunted-by grief, by guilt... or by recognition.

The walls seem to know her name. The roses never die.
And as the line between love and madness begins to blur, Clara must face a terrifying truth-
some hearts never rest. They only return.

Highest Ranking:
#17 regency 
#21 duke
#32 devil
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44 parts Ongoing Mature

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.