Novels by Vermilion

Eira left the house, her body—and nearly her entire face—concealed by her clothing. The sight of a man watching her home had left her even more terrified than she had been the day of her wedding, when she first caught a glimpse of those two red eyes.She hurried to a pharmacy, desperate to find something that could prevent pregnancy; she absolutely did not want to bear a child with Kael.What happened last night made it clear that Kael would likely do the same in the nights to come. Eira was determined to prevent a pregnancy at all costs. She was already suffering enough from the *hanahaki* disease—she could not bear the burden of any further pain."If you have already been intimate with your partner, this medication will not be effective. It is meant to be taken *before* intercourse," the pharmacist explained cautiously."T-then... what can I do to prevent pregnancy if it already happened last night?" Eira asked, panic rising in her voice."Ma'am, in this day and age, isn't having a

The wet slurping sounds from Kael’s lips—which continued to leave marks of possession all over Eira’s body—mingled with the sound of water steadily filling the already overflowing bathtub.Eira’s moans escaped her, no longer containable. She was truly on the verge of her limit. Her opening was already filled with Kael’s release—even after reaching climax several times, she still wasn’t satisfied, and his stamina remained immense.“I love you, Eira… I love you…” Kael whispered, thrusting his hips several times to ensure all his fluid entered Eira’s womb—and to create their offspring.At that very moment, Kael finally went limp and rested his entire weight on Eira, holding her back in his embrace before withdrawing his penis from Eira’s pleasure hole to ensure that not a single drop of his fluid was wasted.Kael looked at Eira, who was now wet, disheveled, gasping for breath, and completely weak.“I’ll clean you up. Just stay still.” Kael began carefully cleaning Eira’s body.He realize

Kael came home right at midnight—drunk. He was so frustrated because the information he’d gathered seemed to have hit a dead end. It was still about the writer who might be the missing woman mentioned by that homeless man.He also didn’t understand why the homeless man had gotten so angry when Kael mentioned Hanahaki in front of him, as if afraid Kael would steal information from him. However, the man hadn’t said anything about what was going on with Hanahaki.“You just got home?”Kael immediately looked up at the source of the voice. Eira, standing on the stairs, welcomed him home.“Ah, I—”“Clean yourself up. I’ll get some warm water and your clothes ready,” Eira cut him off quickly and immediately went to the bathroom.Kael watched Eira’s back until she disappeared from his slightly blurred vision—a result of the considerable amount of alcohol he’d consumed.Eira didn’t ask many questions, nor did she protest much. But that was precisely what made Kael recall that in his previous l

Kael glanced several times at the address slip and at the old house in front of him to make sure he had come to the right place to meet the author of *The End of Hanahaki*.He was quite skeptical that the address he was visiting was correct because it was in a very remote location—or, more precisely, on the outskirts of the Clawheaven Forest—the forest where punishment for a pack that violated clan rules was carried out.“I never knew there was a house this old around here,” he muttered softly.Kael’s feet slowly began taking small steps toward the old house, part of whose roof was already overgrown with vines.“Excuse me…” Kael called out softly as he knocked on the wooden door, which looked weathered.There was no answer. And Kael didn’t expect at all to get a response from inside the old, seemingly uninhabited house. It would actually be terrifying if someone suddenly answered him.“Did that former literary editor trick me?” Kael looked around.Not only were there no neighbors, but

Eira opened her eyes to find herself in Kael’s bedroom. Her vision cleared, and she noticed the clock showing ten in the morning. The wedding festivities had truly left her exhausted.Slowly, Eira rose and walked out of the room after catching the aroma of delicious food. It wasn't Kael she found in the kitchen, but a middle-aged woman she didn't recognize—making Eira wonder for a moment if she was truly in Kael's house."Good morning, Mrs. Valerius," the woman greeted."Ah, yes. Good morning. But...""I am the housekeeper here; I’ll be taking care of everything you and Mr. Valerius need," she said, quickly introducing herself.Eira paused for a moment before giving a small, understanding nod. It turned out Kael had chosen to hire help for his large home rather than relying on Eira for those tasks anymore."And yet, I could have done it all myself," Eira murmured with a small smile."I’ve prepared breakfast for you at the dining table. Please enjoy, Madam."Eira went to the dining roo

The wedding went quite smoothly. Eira didn’t experience a single relapse from the moment the ceremony began until it ended. In fact, she felt as if someone were watching her the whole time. The memory of a pair of red eyes staring intently at her—it was truly terrifying.Even though everything was going smoothly, Eira remained on guard. She thought someone might suddenly attack her after she experienced something she’d never experienced before—not even in her past life.“Are you okay?” Kael asked Eira, whose face was starting to look pale even though it was covered in makeup—but it was still slightly visible.Eira merely gave a slight nod, unwilling to waste her energy talking right now. That sense of vigilance had already drained her energy quite a bit.“Are you sick? Why are you so quiet today?” Kael still couldn’t hide his concern.“My throat hurts, so shut up! Stop asking questions!” Eira snapped, unwilling to mention her anxiety about those red eyes.Honestly, even Kael was a lit

Zia continued to back away until her back was pressed against the security fence. She couldn't take her eyes off the gun in Hans's hand.“I'm going to separate you from Eric, Zia,” he said.“Please, sir. Please don't kill me. Let's talk this over.” Zia tried to plead with a trembling voice. Hans stared at Zia for a moment as he stepped closer to her and pressed the muzzle of the pistol right against her forehead.“All right, let's talk. But I can pull the trigger at any time if you make me angry,” said Hans. Zia nodded slowly with conviction.Hans stood beside Zia, leaning his back against the security fence, but this time he did not lower the gun from Zia's temple. He was serious about his intention to separate Zia from her son. Summoning all her courage, Zia swallowed hard to calm herself a little before speaking.“Leave Eric, Zia.” This time, Hans' voice softened.“Can you give me a clear reason why you want me to separate from Eric so badly, sir?” asked Zia, her breath slightly he

Edward smiled slightly, seeing Zia, who seemed happy with Eric. At least, Eric didn't say many sweet things, but he could prove his words by trying to make Zia happy.“We only have one problem now. My father,” Eric muttered.“It's okay if ZEROAI returns to your father's hands, Eric. After all, it's his. And I still have other businesses to give to Zia,” Edward replied.Eric felt bad because his father wanted the company so badly. Edward didn't mind, but Eric still felt a little rude. The company was nothing compared to what Edward had done for him over the years. Edward's kindness had given Eric a better life. One of those things was giving him Zia.“Edward, I don't really need the company,” said Zia, also feeling bad that Edward had to give up what he had built.“So, what do you want?”“I just want a normal job. Besides, I believe Eric will provide for me well if we get married.” Edward immediately sneered mockingly because Zia suddenly showed off her affection for Eric.“What makes

Zia and Eric sat with their heads bowed, not daring to look at Robert and Edward, who were sitting in front of them, wondering what kind of expression they would show after the two of them announced their intention to get married.Their relationship was still being questioned by Hans, whose whereabouts were now unknown. But the two of them decided to continue ensuring that they would truly be together.“Just get married. I don't mind.” Edward spoke casually. Edward already knew that this would be the outcome. They were used to being together, cared for each other, and it was sure that love would blossom between them.“No. I do mind!” Robert continued to reject their relationship.“Why, Dad?” asked Edward.“Any man would be fine as long as it's not Eric.” Robert glanced at Edward, who was facing Eric. Since Zia couldn't meet them both at the same time, they finally decided to sit together with the excuse that Eric had come to visit Edward, and Zia had come to see her father. It worked.

“Don't be crazy, Eric. There are other people in this house!” Zia whispered, trying to push Eric's body away as he licked her.Eric ignored her. He continued to kiss every inch of Zia's body, leaving no part untouched by his wild kisses. He vented his disappointment at Zia for not wanting to fight for their love.If it was indeed because of her parents' blessing that Zia decided to end her relationship with Eric, the only way was for their parents not to be able to say no and for Zia not to be able to leave him.“Eric, are you really not listening to me?!” Zia complained.“Why should I listen to you when you want to break up with me?” Eric finally replied.Zia pulled Eric's body close and hugged him tightly. Honestly, Zia didn't want to break up with Eric either. She was just angry at her fate, which always seemed to be bad when it came to love. Zia was tired of having to fight again and again.Even though Eric was accompanying her, which meant Zia wasn't fighting alone, Zia was also

CRASH!BANG!The apartment door burst open violently, and a wooden beam flew toward Hans's head, knocking him to the floor and releasing his grip on Zia's neck.Eric arrived with Bianca. He immediately picked up the gun Hans had dropped and put it away while Bianca checked that Zia was okay.“I told you not to open the door for anyone, Zia!” Eric scolded, immediately hugging Zia worriedly.“But he's your father,” Zia replied hoarsely.“Because of my father—that's why I forbade you from opening the door for anyone.”Zia coughed while nodding in understanding in Eric's embrace.A sigh of relief escaped Bianca's mouth, who was just as panicked when Zia sent her a message that Hans had come to the apartment to see her. Zia even expressed her thoughts that Hans would talk about Zia and Eric's relationship. And Bianca knew that was impossible for Hans.“You hurt your own father, Eric...” Hans moaned, trying to get up while enduring the pain in his head.“I told you not to involve our relati

Now, Zia was face-to-face with Hans, who claimed to be Eric's father. She was a little afraid to let Hans in, but she had sent a message to Bianca to come quickly and accompany her to talk to Eric's father.Bianca was shocked and panicked, but Zia tried to assure her that Hans only wanted to talk about his relationship with Eric. Nothing more.Hans’s gaze swept around the room for a moment.“How long have the two of you been living together?” Hans asked.Zia laughed awkwardly. “Since I returned to New York after Singapore,” she replied honestly.“Weren't you married before?”Zia's head immediately dropped, worried that Hans would disapprove of her relationship with Eric. At that moment, the only thing Zia wanted to fight for was her relationship with Eric, who made her feel like she wanted to live a better life again.“Yes. I was married before.” But Zia had to be honest.“Your ex-husband passed away just a few months ago. But you seem to be doing okay.”Zia was stunned by Hans' words