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Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2016
All she knew was what her Mistress told her. That was all she needed to know, all she really wanted to know. Her desires, her thoughts, her life, everything belonged to her Mistress. Everything, that is, except for her twin brother, Itzak. That was the deal. But when her Mistress decides she wants the only thing Baze refuses to give up, she decides that she's had enough. And her answer may destroy not only her world, but everything her Mistress has built.
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The dough and the dagger

31 parts Complete Mature

He grew up in warmth-the scent of fresh bread, the rhythm of kneading dough, the simplicity of life in his father's bakery in France. His parents divorced when he was young, but he stayed, drawn to the quiet artistry of baking. He had no desire for power, only the satisfaction of creating something beautiful. She was raised in a world of crime. Her father, a feared and powerful man, taught her that weakness was fatal. She spent her life by his side, learning to lead with intelligence and ruthlessness. She was not just his daughter-she was his heir. Their marriage was a deal. Her father arranged it to secure an alliance, choosing him precisely because he was neutral, harmless. He wanted no part of their world, and she had no interest in his. They were opposites-fire and flour, control and creation. Yet, over time, she saw his devotion to his craft, his ability to create beauty in a world she had only ruled with force. He saw the weight of expectation she carried. She didn't need saving. He didn't want power. But in a world built on blood, she was the queen-and he became the only man unafraid of her crown.