The villain wasn’t meant to be an emperor—nor was he supposed to be handsome. Yet, for reasons I can’t fathom, he hates me. Attending the Academy of the Arcane—a school for the supernatural elite to master their powers—I became a force to be reckoned with. Untouchable. Unstoppable. My beauty was a double-edged sword, both a weapon and a haunting reminder of the life I once had and lost. Among the murmurs and wary glances, one presence stood out like a shadow cutting through the light: Tharros, the Emperor of Shadows. The unchallenged ruler of witches, vampires, werewolves, and fae. His gaze, cold yet searing, carried a weight of hatred that felt deeply personal. "You made me this way," he said, his voice raw with fury, his face a mask of torment. His words hit like a dagger, yet I had no memory of him—no clue of what crime he accused me of. When I denied his accusations, his laughter lingered like a ghost. "You don’t remember?" he said. "Then I’ll make sure you never forget." Days later, I woke up bound to him by an unholy marriage—a union I never consented to, sealed by his thirst for vengeance. Tharros’ darkness is all-encompassing, threatening to swallow every fragment of who I am. Now, I must untangle the web of his hatred, uncover the truth behind my parents’ murder, and face the memories he swears I’ve buried. Because in this deadly game of vengeance and power, the line between hate and something far more dangerous grows thinner with every heartbeat. Warning: Extremely Dark Romance | Rated 18+ This story contains themes of coercion, violence, obsession, and psychological manipulation. For mature audiences only. If you’re ready to explore a love story where darkness and passion collide, proceed.
View More❤️ Shadows Of Desire ❤️They left Mary's room together, but as they walked, Dika suddenly stopped, making Nyxoria pause beside her. The sun was slowly setting, casting an orange glow over the castle walls. By now, the Arcane must have closed for the day."I have to go home," Dika said, her tone firm but reassuring. "But don’t worry, I’ll be at the High King’s palace tomorrow to support you." She added.Nyxoria's face lit up with a grateful smile. "Thank you for coming, Dika. It means a lot to me.""See you tomorrow then, Nyxoria." Dika replied with a smile, then bowed slightly to Tharros out of respect. Without sparing a glance at Vyrelen, she turned and left the castle."I will be back, my Emperor," Vyrelen said.Tharros barely acknowledged him, waving a dismissive hand. In the next instant, Vyrelen vanished into the shadows, leaving Nyxoria alone with Tharros once more."How are you feeling, Ria?" Tharros asked, but before she could respond, he lifted her into his arms. Immediately,
❤️ Mary's Confession (2) ❤️Tharros stood up from where he was, his gaze dark and unreadable."Don’t make the Emperor repeat himself," Vyrelen warned coldly as he stepped on Mary’s already broken hand.Mary let out another sharp cry, her body trembling. "I swear, I don’t know anything about the leaves! I was just following orders! I am telling the truth!" she sobbed, her voice desperate. "I was told to put it in my Empress’s food." She added."Why?" Nyxoria asked, her voice thick with emotion. "Who told you to do it, Mary?"Mary’s lips were shaking as more tears rolled down her face. "Your uncle," she confessed in a choked whisper. "High King Vyr. He was the one who gave me the leaves. Every time it ran out, he would bring me more and remind me of what would happen if I didn’t obey him. I didn't want to die and I did as told."Nyxoria felt the ground shift beneath her. Her knees weakened, and she would have collapsed if not for Tharros’s strong hands wrapping firmly around her waist,
❤️ Mary's Confession ❤️"Let's go," Nyxoria said, her voice firm.Without another word, they left the courtyard and entered the castle, following Vyrelen as he led the way to Mary’s room.When they reached the door, Vyrelen pushed it open and stepped inside first, followed by Tharros, Nyxoria, and Dika and he closed the door.Mary was seen fast asleep on her bed, her chest rising and falling peacefully.Tharros’ gaze darkened. "You can wake her up," he ordered.Vyrelen nodded and stepped closer, standing over Mary. He placed his palm over her face, dragging it down slowly before pulling his hand away.Almost instantly, Mary stirred. She coughed lightly before blinking her eyes open—only to freeze in place.She gasped, her face paling as she realized eight pairs of eyes were watching her in silence."Why is everyone here?" she asked, quickly sitting up. There was concern in her voice as she threw her blanket on her aside and rushed over to meet Nyxoria. She took Nyxoria’s hands in hers
❤️ His Tales (2) ❤️"Your mother is still alive?" Nyxoria asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. "How? I thought she was dead since no one ever talks about her."Tharros let out a heavy sigh. "She’s not dead… but she’s not here."Nyxoria’s curiosity deepened. "If she’s not in this castle, then where is she?" She asked."There are a lot of things I can’t say now, my beautiful Ria," Tharros said, his gaze steady. "But be rest assured, I will tell you when the time is right."Nyxoria frowned. "What’s there not to tell? If she’s alive, where is she? Why are you here alone? You told me about your father so easily, but you can’t tell me about your mother? Whatever it is, just tell me. Don’t hide it from me."Tharros’ jaw tightened. "I will tell you when it’s time," he said firmly. "By then, you will understand."Nyxoria opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off."Do you trust me?" he asked, his gaze piercing.She hesitated for a second but then nodded. "I trust you, Tharros.""Then d
❤️ His Tales ❤️"You have no right to let anyone who is not me, especially another man, to touch you," Vyrelen said, his tone firm as he locked eyes with Dika. Then, without warning, he reached for a handful of white roses from the garden and turned back to her.Dika frowned, eyeing the flowers in his hands suspiciously. "What are you doing?"Vyrelen lifted the roses slightly. "I want to put them in your hair since that's what you wanted."Dika scoffed, stepping back as he reached for her cornrows."So you can allow someone else to touch your hair, but not me?""Exactly.""You’re something else," Vyrelen muttered.Dika huffed, crossing her arms. "I was enjoying the view before you came out of nowhere and ruined it for me. So thank you very much, Mr. Poking-Nose. Thank you for chasing away that harmless guard away." She shoved at his chest with all her strength, but to her frustration, he didn’t even budge.Vyrelen merely smirked.Dika glared. "I told you—you're free to chase after any
❤️ Tharros Apology ❤️Nyxoria halted her sparring with Dika the moment she caught sight of Tharros approaching them from the corner of her eye. The guards who had gathered to watch the fight quickly returned to their posts, sensing the shift in the air."I will be around somewhere to give you two some privacy," Dika murmured, taking back her second sword from Nyxoria and sliding both into their sheaths.Nyxoria grinned and gave her a nod, watching as Dika strolled off."I sent someone to take her to the garden," Tharros' deep voice pulled Nyxoria's attention back to him. "At least that will keep her busy for a while."Before she could respond, Tharros did something that completely caught her off guard.He knelt down.Right there in front of her, on both knees, with his hands wrapped around hers.The murmurs around them grew louder as guards and castle staff stole glances at the sight of their Emperor kneeling before his bride."I know what you want to say," Tharros spoke first, his ga
❤️ Dika And Nyxoria ❤️Tharros Castle:Dika and Nyxoria stepped into the courtyard, the cool morning sun brushing against them as they prepared to fight. Dika pulled out a sword and tossed it to Nyxoria, who caught it with ease."Let’s play," Dika said, drawing her second sword and dropping into a fighting stance.Nyxoria grinned, twirling the sword in her hand perfectly. "Oh, you're on," she said, stepping forward.Dika didn’t waste a second. She lunged, her sword slicing through the air, but Nyxoria sidestepped effortlessly, smirking as she avoided the strike."You will have to do better than that," Nyxoria teased, flipping her sword and tapping the flat side against Dika’s shoulder.Dika scoffed. "Oh, I was just warming up."She faked a move to the left, then turned right, swinging low. Nyxoria barely dodged, her boots skidding on the stone courtyard. The clash of metal rang out, sharp and wild, as they exchanged blows—each strike more reckless than the last. But they were careful
❤️ Daisy ❤️"I’m glad you will be getting your memories back," Dika said. "At least when you finally remember everything, we will have childhood stories to share.""I can't wait." Nyxoria beamed, excitement lighting up her face."If you need anything, just know I am available and will always have your back.""Thank you, Dika," Nyxoria said sincerely. She glanced toward the window, noting the position of the sun. "There’s still time for you to go to the Arcane, you know."Dika shook her head. "That’s your record, Nyxoria. I’m not breaking it. Besides, I already decided not to attend today. I’m staying here with you until evening."Nyxoria grinned mischievously. "Then let's not waste it, let's go and practice, the courtyard is massive and Tharros won't complain if we damage anything. In fact we are free to do that."Dika raised a brow. "You’re starting to like this insane prince, huh? I thought you’d hate him for defeating you."Nyxoria smirked. "He defeated me so he is worthy of me." B
❤️ Her Hunch ❤️Vyrelen shrugged as he stood up to his feet and handed the bowl to Dika. "I did that so you wouldn’t have to stress yourself and still got no thanks for it," he muttered.Dika took the bowl and started eating without looking at him. "I didn’t ask you to. My legs work just fine."Vyrelen opened his mouth to argue, but before he could, a sharp cough interrupted the conversation.All eyes turned to Nyxoria as she coughed and tried to sit up.Tharros was worried as he tried to balance Nyxoria on the bed and rubbed her back in gentle circles to stop the cough."Why is she coughing, Priestess?" His voice was tense.Daisy sighed and wiped an imaginary sweat from her brow. "So you’ve never coughed before in your entire life, Emperor?"Tharros glared but stayed silent, watching as Nyxoria took deep breaths. Slowly, her coughing subsided, and she blinked as if adjusting to her surroundings.Nyxoria cleared her throat and looked at Daisy.Daisy leaned closer. "Can you hear me no
FROM HIS HATRED, A DARKER DESIRE IGNITES ❤️ The Council's Verdict ❤️ "Uncle, you send for me." Nyxoria was seen walking toward him. She was in her chamber when a messenger came to pass her the message of her presence being needed in the palace. Vyr sat upon a throne of pure gold, the sunlight streaming through the open window catching the jewels of his crown and bathing him in a commanding glow. Draped in crimson and sable robes, he radiated quiet authority, a living emblem of power and majesty. Around him, the council of elders, about four, gathered at a massive oaken table, their robes marked by symbols of their clans and wisdom etched into their faces. They all turn to look at her with a big frown and angry looks on their faces, especially the one with a missing arm. Nyxoria didn't care, her focus was on her uncle who beamed at her when she finally stopped beside him. "Yes, indeed I did," Vyr said. "What do you say to this?" he asked, pointing at what he and the elders were d...
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