Tempting The Dark Lord (A Dark Romance)

"Running," he murmured, his voice low and dangerously close, "was not clever." His hand slid up her side, fingers creeping under her breast before he squeezed, eliciting a startled gasp. "What-don't touch me!" she snapped, struggling against him. "I expected you to follow one simple rule," he said coldly, amusement dancing in his eyes as he watched her squirm. "Stay where you were placed...."

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Dark Lord had perfected the art of fear.

To the Ministry, he was a rising tyrant-brilliant, ruthless, and terrifyingly composed. They watched him from a distance, whispered his name behind warded doors, and convinced themselves that as long as they could still speak to him, control was possible.

They were wrong.

When diplomacy faltered, the Dark Lord took leverage.

The daughter of Minister for Magic Harold Minchum vanished overnight.

Elizabeth Minchum was never meant to be captured.

Awake, she was unpredictable-a force of raw magic that twisted and turned beyond control, instinct eclipsing reason. Four seasoned wizards had fallen attempting to contain her, their spells breaking against her wild, untamed power.

A sleeping spell was the only thing that held.

When she woke, she was on her knees in the Dark Lord's study.

And he was smiling.

He had expected fear.
He had expected tears.
What he did not expect was the absence of terror-and the presence of something far worse.

Elizabeth is a weapon no one knows how to wield.
The Dark Lord is a man who believes everything can be controlled.

But some chaos refuses to kneel.
And some monsters don't intend to let go.

Author's Note:
This story is a collaborative creation. Special credit and appreciation to Damien Darkmier for inspiration, ideas, and creative contribution to this work. This book would not exist in its current form without that shared vision.
- Bornfire