LOGINCarmela Blake never imagined her life would spiral into chaos. Once a rising fashion designer, her dreams crumble when her family faces financial ruin. To save them, she agrees to a loveless marriage with Damion Blackwood, a billionaire CEO whose icy exterior hides dangerous secrets. To the world, their marriage is a perfect union of power and wealth. But behind closed doors, it’s a battlefield of clashing wills, unresolved passions, and painful betrayals. Carmela soon discovers Damion’s true motives—he’s using their marriage to settle a score from the past
View MoreThe rain outside had calmed to a soft mist by morning. The filtered gray light from the clouds pushed through the tall hospital windows, casting a pale silver glow across the quiet room.Damion lay in the bed, awake, staring at the ceiling—not lost in some supernatural war anymore, not caught between life and death—but present. Real. Human.Carmela sat beside him, her fingers gently tracing over his as if grounding herself in the truth. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no rituals, no keys, no curses. Just breath. Just stillness. Just them.“You haven’t said anything in a while,” she murmured.“I’m afraid if I speak too soon,” he said, his voice hoarse but steady, “it might all disappear.”She smiled softly. “You’re not dreaming.”“Feels like I am.” He turned his head to look at her. “You’re here. And I’m not… cursed or possessed or running through a forest like a lunatic.”She chuckled—just a little. “No. Just emotionally wrecked, mildly traumatized, and defini
The rhythm of the monitor pulsed like a heartbeat through the stillness of the hospital room. Outside, the storm that had brewed during the ritual faded to a gentle drizzle, raindrops whispering against the windowpane like prayers carried on the wind.Carmela didn’t move. Couldn’t. Her fingers hovered in the air inches from Damion’s cheek, breath caught in her lungs like a balloon never released. She had heard him—his voice, rough and weak, but real. Alive. Her name had formed on his lips like a promise remembered.He blinked slowly, lashes heavy, as though dragging himself up from the depths of a different world.“Carmela…” he whispered again, eyes unfocused.She fell to her knees beside the bed, the tears already flooding her cheeks before she realized they’d started. “I’m here,” she breathed, catching his hand, cold and limp but tethered to hers now. “You’re here. You’re really here…”Lucas stirred on the other side of the room, still weak from his earlier injury. He rubbed the bac
(Previously)The moon sat high in the sky like an ancient witness, veiled by slow-moving clouds that pulsed with the rhythm of the cursed forest’s breath. Trees stood tall and silent, not daring to rustle as if the wind had taken an oath of silence. The stillness was unnatural. A world frozen in expectation.Adrian stood at the edge of the sacred altar. Beneath his feet, the moss-draped stones of the Queen’s circle gleamed faintly, pulsing with a glow that beat in time with his heart. But it wasn’t his heart—it was Damion’s. His hands, strong and familiar, trembled faintly. The key, ancient and humming, sat cold in his palm.And then—he felt him.Damion’s body approached from the shadows, but inside it walked a stranger. No longer fragmented or wild, the soul that belonged to Damion moved with quiet purpose.“Adrian…” the voice cracked softly.Adrian turned. Across the altar, Damion now stood in Adrian’s old body. The change was evident, not just in posture, but in the clarity behind
The night was eerily silent.No wind rustled the trees. No birds cried from the branches. Even the leaves beneath Adrian’s boots felt too quiet, like the forest itself was holding its breath.They had reached the clearing—the place the curse began.The ancient stones circled the edge of a dark, sunken patch of earth. It looked almost like a grave, but it was something older. Older than them. Older than their blood feud. Older than the sins they inherited.Damion stood at the edge of the circle, his body trembling—not from fear, but from anticipation. He wasn’t alone. Adrian, inside the body Damion once called his own, stood opposite him, the moonlight casting a silver glow over his face.“I can’t believe it’s finally happening,” Adrian whispered. “After everything… we’re here.”Damion’s lips twitched into a small, tired smile. “I thought I’d hate the sight of you when this moment came. But now… all I feel is guilt.”Adrian stepped forward. “Don’t. We both made mistakes. I didn’t fight


















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