THE KING'S EXECUTIONER QUEEN

THE KING'S EXECUTIONER QUEEN

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BLURB ‎She was forged in blood and torture into the perfect silent weapon-until she became too sharp for her creator's leash. ‎They put three bullets in her skull and left her bleeding into the shadows. ‎Death should have known better. ‎She wakes in another era, trapped in a soft, powerless body-an outcast pawn in a ruthless court where weakness invites the knife. ‎But the monster remains. ‎The scars may be gone, yet the hunger for blood and silence does not. ‎She will never be owned again. ‎A deadly deal catapults her from nothing toward the throne. She seizes it-ready to betray, seduce, and carve her path through flesh and lies. ‎Until she meets the king. ‎The man whose face she knows in her bones. ‎The one who pulled the trigger. ‎Now her husband. ‎His touch stirs gunpowder and steel in her veins-hatred laced with something darker, more dangerous. ‎In a world of silk-covered secrets and rivers of blood, she plays the game with lethal grace, turning allies into shields and enemies into corpses. ‎But the past is clawing back from the dark. ‎The monster who broke her has returned. ‎Silencer is here-smiling that bloody-red smirk, watching from the shadows with possessive hunger. ‎She didn't come to kill her creation this time. ‎She came to claim what is hers. ‎And no leash was ever meant to hold forever. ‎
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تحتُّ الركام أصواتٌ انقطع أنينها ودقاتٌ توقف نبضها فرحةً لم تكتمل وأحلامٌ أجهضت قبل المخاض تحتُ الركام قصصٌ لم تكتب لها النهاية وحكاياتٌ رحل من كان يرويها ألعابٌ لطخت بدماء الأطفال تحتُ الركام أسماءٌ تساقطت من السجلّ المدني مثل تساقط الأوراق من الأشجار فأصبحت في سماء النسيان تحتٌ الركام وجوهٌ تغيرت ملامحها فأنكرها الزمان والمكان فشيعت أجسادهم لمقابرٍ في الجنان تحت الركام ارتجف الأطفال خوفًا فغادروا الحياة ولم يجدوا الأمان وصايا خُطت بحبرٍ من الخذلان وأمنياتٌ غادرت عالم الخيال تحت الركام حيث يشهد الظلم والقهر

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