Romans Witch & Histoires Possessive Love after Marriage

To save her dying human kingdom from total annihilation, Princess Seraphina is traded as a political bride to the feared Emperor of the Under-Realm, Lord Malakar. Known as the "Devil’s Shadow," Malakar is an ice-cold, ruthless half-demon Lycan king burdened by a dark, ancestral blood-curse. Seraphina expects a lifetime of torment or a swift execution. Instead, she enters a gothic citadel trapped in a web of deadly court politics and ancient secrets. Malakar treats her as a fragile, disposable human weakling, keeping his distance to protect his dark heart. But when a terrifying ancestral madness takes over the King, Seraphina surprises the entire court by using a hidden, dormant light magic to soothe his beast. As a brutal war erupts and family betrayals surface, Malakar’s cold walls shatter into a fierce, dangerous possessiveness. But the shadows run deep. A vengeful Witch Queen enters the castle under a false prophecy, developing a deep sisterly bond with Seraphina while secretly slipping a deadly toxin into her tea. Trapped between a King's untamed obsession, a sister's hidden poison, and a reformed prince's devastating past, Seraphina must transform from a helpless pawn into a powerful warrior Empress to save her unborn child and her kingdom.

Murdered by one of her fated mate’s women after he betrayed her, Lorelai wakes forty days before the marking ceremony and rejects Caelan before he can bind her again. To escape him—and prevent the massacre she remembers—she marries Karl Ashborne, Caelan’s much older, supposedly wolfless uncle, the man destined to be assassinated. But Karl hides the most powerful wolf of his generation, Lorelai carries the last royal witch blood, and an obsessive vampire prince is already preparing to claim her as his bride. In her first life, Lorelai gave Caelan everything: her loyalty, her body, and the mark that made their bond impossible to escape. He rewarded her by surrounding himself with other women—and one of them poisoned Lorelai, drove silver into her ribs, and left her to die. Now Lorelai has one chance to change the future. Her marriage to Karl is meant to be nothing more than a bargain: separate rooms, separate property, no sex, no mark, and the freedom to leave whenever she chooses. Karl offers her something Caelan never did—the right to decide what happens to her own life. But the man everyone calls weak is anything but harmless. Karl’s control hides a dangerous power, and every step Lorelai takes to prevent his murder draws her deeper into his world—and closer to the husband she never intended to desire. Meanwhile, Caelan refuses to accept that his rejected mate has chosen another man. The women responsible for Lorelai’s death begin gathering again. And Valerian Noctis, a beautiful and ruthless vampire prince, invokes an ancient blood right to seize Lorelai’s body, crown, and future. Saving Karl may stop Greyhaven from burning. Loving him may awaken a prophecy capable of restoring the witch dynasty the wolves destroyed—and plunging every kingdom into war.

“I’ll touch you so good that you won’t even think of leaving me again. My touch will forever be engraved on your skin.” It was both a threat and a promise, and yet I loved it all the same. - Born defective, Ruelle was locked away from the world until she was married off to a werewolf. Being sold off to a man rumored to be the devil incarnate was her nightmare, and yet to her surprise, her wedding night didn’t turn out to be unpleasant. It was frightening not because he was a stranger, but because his touch ignited something within her. She burned for it. Craved it. She thought an arranged marriage wasn’t bad at all… until she discovered her husband’s family’s scheme and her own family’s plan to kill her. So Ruelle ran away with a broken heart, but soon she discovered she wasn’t alone. She was carrying a child. But an Ashcroft would stop at nothing to take back what was his. She may have escaped, but he would hunt her down even to the depths of hell. And once she was back in his arms, there would be no breaking the chains. *** - a bit slowburn but worth it - sprinkled with sweet, filthy smut 🔥 - obsessed ML who is “Touch her and you die” type