غلاف قصة Knife & Crown بقلم raven13yasmine
Knife & Crown
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مكتمِلة، تم نشرها في ينا ٠٨
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They sent me to cut out his heart. Instead, he's putting a heir in my womb.

As Nocturne's deadliest shadow, I never miss. My knives have ended kings. But King Sarper the Golden isn't like other targets. He catches me, tortures me, then proposes something worse than execution.

"You'll marry me. Bear my children. Your body will be your prison."

The public humiliation is brilliant political theatre. The fierce assassin who tried to kill the Sun King, now forced to spread his legs and breed. Sarper thinks my womb is just another cage. He doesn't know about the dark magic in my blood, the triplets growing where no man should conceive, or the vengeance that burns hotter than his sun.

Every touch is a battle. Every thrust is war. I hate him. I crave him. And when my belly swells with his heirs, the real assassination plot begins-because these babies might just kill me from the inside out.
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