OUIJA
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- DARK PARANORMAL/DEMONIC ROMANCE - SPICY 🌶️ - FAST PACED - 18+ Nova bought the Ouija board because she was curious. She didn't expect something to answer. At first when she tries it, the planchette moves beneath her fingers with calm, deliberate certainty. The presence on the other side doesn't claim to be a ghost. It doesn't play tricks. It gives her a name. Vexor. Ancient. Bound between realms for centuries and somehow... he already knows her. Not just her name, but the way her mind works, the things she fears, the thoughts she hasn't spoken aloud. The longer Nova speaks to him, the more the connection between them feels unsettlingly familiar. Because according to Vexor, they've met before. In another lifetime, Nova was the only one capable of freeing him from the prison that holds him between worlds. She tried once-stood beside him at the edge of a ritual meant to break the seal. She died before it was finished. Now her soul has returned, reborn with no memory of what they once were to each other. But Vexor remembers. And this time, he refuses to lose her again.
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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