Chapter: Chapter Fifty-four.Cassiopeia Nyx"You can’t handle it."My heart constricted painfully in my chest as I leaned against the wooden door of his office. I wanted to run back into the room and implore him to tell me he didn't mean what he said, but the way he enunciated it, without hesitation… it made me believe that he really meant it.I had assumed that he didn't care that I wasn't strong enough, that his love for me had absolved me from all guilt, but now I see that wasn’t the case. It took a lot for him to slip up and show his true feelings.I thought I knew pain. I thought I had endured everything that could be thrown at me. But this? This felt different.It wasn’t physical, like the scars that marred my skin. It wasn’t something I could fight with persistence or defiance. It was deeper, more personal—a wound to the very core of who I was.I could handle him.But he didn’t believe that.Fuck. Even I didn't believe it. I was trying so hard to be strong, and his support made everything feel easier, but
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Chapter: Chapter Fifty-three.Xeros RomanovThe moment she nestled into my arms, everything unraveled. The heat of her body, the soft tremble of her fingers as they wrapped around my torso, the scent of her filling my senses—it all became too much. Cassiopeia. My mate.My queen.Immediately, I recognized Nox's desire. I tried to run away, to put some distance between us, but it was futile. She was a force I couldn’t resist, pulling me in, tearing apart every shred of resolve I had left. And now, she was here, standing in front of me, despite me telling her to stay away... looking up with those eyes—filled with longing, trust, and something else… something dangerous.Desire.I could feel the heat radiating off her, searing my skin as if it were my own. My wolf, the primal force within me, roared in approval, clawing at the edges of my mind, desperate to claim what was ours. To mark her, to bind her to me in every way.But I couldn’t.The images flashed through my mind, unbidden and relentless—the scars that marred h
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Chapter: Chapter Fifty-two.Cassiopeia NyxSomething was wrong.Not with Xeros—but with me.An unusual burning sensation spread through my entire body, starting from my lower abdomen. It was beyond what words could describe. It spread like a raging prairie fire, doubling in intensity with every wave of the wind and every second I remained still, threatening to swallow me whole. I could barely think straight as I watched the elders file out of the meeting hall, still whispering amongst themselves about Xeros's sudden and urgent disappearance.At the thought of him, my body began to ache even more. Hera growled ferociously from her position at the back of my mind. It was more feral than anything she had ever expressed to me, even when she tried to take over my body. The more she growled and pushed at me, the more the pain increased.My knees shook as I pushed myself up from the seat, beads of perspiration trickling down my chest and stomach.Where was Xeros?A groan tumbled from my lips as I forced myself to my fe
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Chapter: Chapter Fifty-OneCassiopeia Nyx"Who could be so daring to attempt an attack on the king's private quarters" Elder Yousef asked, his dark face marred with worry lines, Whispers floated all through the large space of the meeting room. They looked apprehensive, this was the first time someone had brazenly attempted an attack on the king's private quarters.Xeros and i remained quiet as we watched them mull over the information we just shared, there was nothing more to say, Xeros was unconcerned but i seemed to drift towards the worried questions the elders seemed to throw at one another.Who could it be? What made them so fearless? Could it be an uprising?The more they spoke the more my anxiety levels spiked. Xeros's grip around my wrist was firm and comforting but he was distracted, his calloused thumb circled around the soft skin of my wrist. I didn't know what exactly had consumed his thoughts. His eyes were focused on me but they were dazed."Xeros" i whispered, shifting in my seat beside him. He b
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Chapter: Chapter FiftyXeros RomanovI slipped through the door with pristine agility only to be met with Cassie’s terrified gaze. She stood right before me, her eyes widened in shock before morphing into relief. Her grip around the candle stick was fierce, as if she’d been ready to fight off whatever threat she imagined might follow me in here.A sigh left me as I took in her stance, her anxiety, and the hint of fear in her gaze. My eyes swept over her form, checking for any sign of injury even though I knew without doubt she’d been safe here. Finally, my gaze settled on the candle stick, and despite the situation, a flicker of amusement surfaced.“You were going to come after me?” I asked, my voice soft but edged with amusement.Cassie nodded, her expression shifting as she let out a breath she’d been holding. “I… you were taking so long, so I thought… something had happened to you.”Without hesitation, I crossed the room in a few quick strides, reaching out to gently ease the candle stick from her hands.
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Chapter: Chapter Forty-nine.Cassiopeia Nyx The room was quiet. The kind of quiet that made even the slightest sound amplified. i was curled into Xeros’s chest, my face pressed into his bare skin and his arms wrapped tightly around me. Normally, nothing brought me as much comfort as this,but as much as I tried to relax into his embrace, sleep danced just out of reach, like a strip tease, no matter how hard I tried to reach out for it, it eluded me.Something felt… wrong.My skin prickled, the hair on my body standing on edge. A strange sensation crawled its way up my spine, making the air in the room feel heavier, pressing down on me. It was just my mind playing tricks on me, maybe it was because tonight had been emotionally exhausting. But the feeling wouldn’t leave; it only grew more intense, like invisible eyes watching from somewhere in the shadows.I shifted in Xeros’s arms, careful not to wake him. His breathing deepened, but even in sleep, his arm tightened slightly around my waist, as if some part of him
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Retribution
Valencia Amara Nightingale III was trapped—engaged to a powerful, ruthless prime minister with a hidden agenda, forced to endure his cruelty for five long years. A princess in name only, she had no power, no choices, just a future of helpless submission. Until the day she was murdered.
But as fate would have it, death wasn’t the end for Valencia. In the same dark forest, at the exact same time, another life was lost—Anastasiya Constantine. A fighter, An agent , a woman forged in the harshest streets, Anastasiya was known for her fiery spirit and sharp mind. The world thought she was out of control, a lost cause, but her death was the catalyst for something unimaginable.
God, it seemed, had other plans.
Anastasiya is resurrected in Valencia’s body— now a young royal with the face of innocence, but the heart of a warrior. Gone is the meek, kind princess. In her place is a woman driven by vengeance and a hunger for power. With nothing to lose and everything to gain, Anastasiya begins her quest for revenge—against the man who destroyed Valencia’s life, and against the corrupt world that betrayed her.
Her ultimate target? Aslanov Moroz Vladislav, the most powerful businessman in the world. Seduction, submission, and a ruthless drive for revenge will lead her to sell her soul to him, use his empire and influence to take control of a life that is no longer hers by choice—but will be by force.
One woman. Two lives. And a debt forged in blood.
Vengeance? Lol.
She was out for Retribution.
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Chapter: 12. Beneath the MaskAnastasiya Van Houten His answer settled bitterly in the room like a dark and heavy cloud.Something ugly slithered between us like a living thing. We were both wearing air tight masks despite how constricting it was for us to breathe, despite the fact that the mask dug into our faces, scarring the flesh beneath."What do you mean?" I asked tentatively, a true part of me was really scared to hear his answer. Was he giving up his façade already? Had he found out?His taut and broad back twitched as he palmed the door. But he wasn't debating his next move—no, he was calculating. Weighing his options. Waiting for me to slip up, just as he had been since the moment I opened my eyes in this unfamiliar body.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he turned fully to face me. His lips parted, and when he spoke, his voice was calm, measured, like a man retelling a story he had rehearsed a hundred times before."You were attacked," he said, his gaze locking onto mine as his fist tightened
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Chapter: 11. Test or TrapAnastasiya Van Houten He stood at the far end of the room, like a predator watching his prey, his keen interest could have easily been mistaken as concern. Even when the doctors and nurses rushed in to check on me, he remained. Back against the wall, watching me with beady eyes. Stepping up multiple times to remind the nurses to be gentle. The old Anastasiya would never have settled for this. Within minutes, there would have been a bloodbath—either Malcolm died, or we both did. No time for pretense. That Anastasiya had never felt this vulnerable before. It wasn't every day you switched souls with the fiancée of a man you had every intention of killing. Every inhale, every twitch of my fingers, every flicker of emotion that crossed my face—it was all being analyzed, dissected, and tucked away for later. He was testing me. And I couldn’t fail. So I played my part. I kept my shoulders slack, my expression carefully blank, my eyes clouded with just the right amount of uncer
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Chapter: 10.Arrival of the DragonAnastasiya Van Houten.Malcom Reece was holding me.Malcom Reece was holding me...His grip was firm but careful, as though he had caught me mid-fall and was still holding on.Why?How was he here? Why was I in his arms?My blood ran cold. Terror gripped me like a vice, tightening around my ribs, making it impossible to move. I couldn’t do anything but lay in his arms. I couldn't even breathe right without sounding like a dying and wheezing seagull.I should shove him away. I should run. But I couldn’t—not just because my body refused to cooperate, but because of the way he was looking at me.His expression was unreadable, but something flickered behind his gaze, something I couldn’t decipher.Softness.As if I were something precious to him.Hope. Care. Longing.The sheer audacity of it nearly knocked the breath from my lungs.I was paralyzed, not just from the shock of waking up in his arms but from the creeping realization that I couldn’t move.I had lost all feeling in my lower li
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Chapter: 9.Identity Crisis Anastasiya Van Houten.Once again, i was lost. My reality sucked out of me and hurled into this nightmarish limbo, an eternal vortex of confusion...wonder, a grappling sense of loss of identity. I needed a line, a very broad one. One that explained where Valencia began and where i ended. I wasn’t a very religious person and i didn’t believe in miracles or special happenings that had no cause or explanation. Everything that happens around you, even down to the smallest detail was orchestrated by someone’s actions or words.Smart and Logical. It wasn’t until you were finally standing right infront of it, stuck in an endless road with zero possibilities, trying to make sense and put logic to words and try to create a plausible explanation that it finally hit you. Not everything has an answer or a cause. What ever you think you have figured out, that very answer you think you’ve found after years of searching.It’s always wrong.You’re always wrong.I stood rooted to the spot, my brea
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Chapter: 8. Mirror on the Wall Anastasiya Van Houten"Come on Anastasiya" I growled, forcing my legs to take another step. How did someone like me, who leapt from crazy heights, who jumped meters in a single leap be reduced to this?? A bumbling and confused doofus who couldn't even take a fucking step toward a mirror that was less than ten steps away. The frustration and anger that I had been bottling up seemed to have found a way out of its lid and was now threatening to engulf me as a whole. My legs felt like jelly, the bandage around my head was constricting, I could barely see anything, Fuck. I was in the middle of nowhere. My fingers curled tightly around the bedpost as I leaned against it, taking a small breather. Beads of sweat dribbled down my face before falling silently onto the sleeves of this drab and dreary hospital gown. Where was Valencia? She is the only person that can clarify this misconception. Was she all right? I honestly didn't know why I was so worried about her, I didn't even know
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Chapter: 7. Stuck in a soap Opera Anastasiya Van HoutenMy vision blurred, the overlapping voices blending into a chaotic mess. I tried to latch onto one voice, but they all jumbled together into incoherence."It's me, Hannah.""What are you feeling, princess?""Could she have internal bleeding?""What's your full name?""Enough," I gritted out, my voice sharp with exasperation. The confusion was unbearable, my patience fraying by the second.The room fell silent. The expectant and curious looks on their faces dissolved into hesitation as if they could sense the frustrated energy radiating from me. I was seconds away from smashing something and forcing someone to explain why I was in this godforsaken hospital room."I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I just—" the crying woman began but was swiftly cut off by the doctor."Let's not overwhelm her with too much information," he said, stepping toward me with measured caution. "I understand what you're feeling, Miss Nightingale."I eyed him warily as he continued, "Do we have you
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