Nobela ni DM

The words struck the courtyard like an executioner’s axe. A suffocating, absolute silence instantly gripped the estate. The servants who had been enthusiastically whispering a moment ago dropped to their knees, pressing their foreheads against the cold stone, their shoulders shaking in sheer terror.​Liu Chang staggered back a half-step. His elegant folding fan snapped shut with a sharp clack. The smug, venomous triumph in his eyes instantly dissolved into naked, undeniable dread. Beside him, Cai Ji forgot to keep up her weeping act. Her face turned a sickly, ashen gray as she stared at the silver embroidery, recognizing the lethal implications.​Sua didn’t miss a single flinch. She stood taller, the heavy, dark silk of Rai Yuan's robe suddenly feeling less like a garment and more like an impenetrable suit of armor.​Sentence me now, if you dare, Sua sneered internally, her icy gaze locking onto her father.​Han Feng, the Prime Minister, did not gasp. He didn't lose his composure. But

​The lingering heat on the side of her neck woke her before the sun did.​Sua’s eyes fluttered open, her pulse jumping as the phantom weight of Rai Yuan's teeth, and the lethal promise he had left against her skin, throbbed faintly in the morning chill. The golden light filtering through the canopy did nothing to erase the heavy, dangerous tension of the night before.​She shifted, realizing her head was still resting against a firm thigh.​She jolted upright, instantly putting distance between them. Rai Yuan sat against the massive roots of the tree, watching her with the terrifying stillness of a predator at rest. Stripped of the moonlight, he didn't look like a pampered, elegant noble. There was a raw, untamed edge to him, from the sharp, unforgiving angle of his jaw to the dark, consuming depth of his eyes that seemed to swallow the morning light.​He didn't mock her sudden retreat. Instead, a faint, dangerous smirk played on his lips.​"You trust too easily," Rai murmured, his de

Sua’s hand lingered on her neck, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm. The skin beneath her fingertips pulsed with a strange, foreign heat. She stared intently at the man sitting before her. This wasn't just any man. This was Prince Rai Yuan, the terrifying "Bloodthirsty Man" of the Shewu Empire.​He was the shield of the East, the ruthless commander who spent his life holding back the iron-clad chariots of the Rongewu Empire to the north, and rooting out the venomous Hei Clan spies from the southeast. He had survived the Black Forest of Wengi, a cursed land where fire tigers scorched the morning fog with their breath, and shadow birds flew without ever casting a silhouette.​And now, this apex predator had just claimed her.​"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?" Sua demanded, her voice trembling slightly but laced with defiance.​Rai leaned back against a mossy tree trunk, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "It beats with my heart," he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous rumbl

​Sua slammed her palm against a vital pressure point on Rai’s chest, forcing his body to go rigid beneath her touch. She understood the venom coursing through his veins all too well; one wrong twitch from him could be fatal.​The girl ignored the delirious, wandering words slipping from his pale lips. She pushed him flat onto the earth, her fingers swiftly tracing the ugly, gaping wound on his neck.​“I need to cleanse this. Wait here,” she muttered, though she knew he couldn’t comply. She turned toward the sound of the rushing river, but a sharp realization stopped her. She couldn't simply leave a paralyzed, bleeding man in the open woods.​Sua sighed, hoisted one of his heavy legs over her shoulder, and began dragging him toward the riverbank. “If a beast finds you, you're dead meat,” she grumbled, prioritizing his survival over his royal dignity.​By the time they reached the water, the stiffness in his limbs was already beginning to wane—a terrifying testament to his unnatural res

The cold steel of the dagger pressed against Sua’s throat, a sharp contrast to the unnatural, searing heat radiating from the man’s massive frame.​She could feel the erratic, violent thumping of his heart against her back. His breathing was a ragged rasp, hot against her neck. The metallic tang of fresh blood hung heavy in the damp air, but underneath it was something else—a dark, suffocating aura of a predator struggling against its own decaying restraints.​He didn't move to grope her. Instead, his face buried into the crook of her neck, his nose grazing her skin as he inhaled sharply. He was shivering, his muscles locked in a brutal war against whatever was coursing through his veins.​Poison, Sua’s mind clicked instantly, her past-life instincts flaring to life. A volatile neurotoxin. It’s boiling his blood, demanding a release through violence or sheer physical consumption. His lips brushed against her pulse point. It wasn't a kiss; it was the desperate, feverish graze of a star

Fire ripped through Sua’s chest before she even registered the deafening crack of the gunshot.​The impact threw her backward, the muddy trenches of the battlefield rushing up to meet her. A raw scream clawed its way out of her throat, instantly choking on the sudden, coppery taste of blood. Her hands frantically gripped her uniform, pressing against the gaping wound inches from her heart.​Footsteps squelched in the mud. Polished, black military boots stopped right beside her face.​She forced her heavy eyelids open, gasping for air that refused to fill her lungs. Through the haze of agonizing pain, the face of her shooter came into focus.​Bian Yu.​Her lover’s pistol was still smoking. There was no hesitation in his dark eyes, no trace of the warmth he had shown her just hours ago. Just a chilling, absolute emptiness.​"Bian... Yu?" The betrayal burned hotter than the bullet tearing through her flesh.​He stepped closer, crouching slightly to look down at her. "You were always too