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"A soul-drain curse. Designed to pull the victim's spirit out of their body over time. Normal healing magic is useless against it. It feeds on life force, on hope, on love." "Can it be stopped?" Noah asked. "There is a cure," Seraphine said. "A rare flower that grows only in the Fae realm. The Silverbloom. Its petals can reverse the curse, pull the darkness out of the wound." "The Fae realm," I said. "The Fae are allied with the Council. They will not just give us a flower." "No," Seraphine agreed. "You would have to take it. And the Fae guard their treasures carefully. The Silverbloom grows in the Queen's private garden, behind walls of magic and thorns."

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

If I had the choice, I would have married Serena, a sexy model who matched my ideal type instead of this abomination. Astrid stood there, arms crossed, with a small smile on her face, as if she was enjoying our reactions. This wasn’t the woman I married. This woman looked like she didn’t give a damn about anything anymore. My gaze swept over her, stopping at her neck. My breath hitched when I spotted something I didn’t expect. Hickeys? Those were kiss marks. Marks that I hadn’t kept there! “You bitch!” Olivia screamed, finally getting over the shock as she matched towards her, but before she could slap her, I grabbed my sister’s hand.

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One of them respectfully led Sigourney deeper into the store, presenting pieces from the collections that would best flatter her figure. "This dress here is actually the best seller across other Athena branches..." The sales assistant carefully pointed out the exquisite details of the dress, emphasizing that it had sold out multiple times across branches, at peak demand, customers even had to pre-order a month in advance to secure one. Sigourney cast a glance at the dress. It was a silk slip gown in an ivory hue, crafted from premium, supple fabric, its smooth and flawless. The design featured an open back, made to showcase the perfect bare backs of women.

Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men. Deep within this book we will see elements such as BDSM, Kinks (any and all kinds), Kidnapping, Torture, Sex and all things that might be considered violent. This book is also meant to be dark as well as a reverse harem. So please note this book will contain triggers from start to finish so please consider that when venturing into this book as you have been warned. Now without further ado please enjoy the story.

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

Havoc knew perfectly well who Liam, Adam, and Chase were—there was no need for the dramatics and this sudden display of devotion. "You can't smell it?" Sage laughed, her voice echoing in my head like wildfire. "He is hammered." The realisation hit me suddenly; the strong scent of alcohol that wafted from Havoc wasn't just from any drink—it must have been that notorious brew that Alpha Leigh imported in; it was rumoured to be potent enough to knock even the supernatural off their feet.

The urge to scream, to run up to him and demand answers, surged within me, but my feet felt rooted to the ground, my mind clouded with shock and betrayal. Then, as if things couldn’t get any worse, I saw her. Emily. She sauntered up to him, a smirk on her lips, her eyes glinting with the cruel satisfaction of someone who knew they had won. My stomach twisted into knots. I watched in horror as she reached out to him, her fingers trailing down his arm in a gesture that was far too intimate, far too familiar. She leaned in closer, her voice low but clear enough for me to catch the smug tone.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.