All Chapters of MY SCYTHE-WIELDING HUSBAND: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

 “Milady, you should get some rest, it’s been four days straight that you haven’t had enough sleep. You aren’t even eating that much. I’m worried for you.” Anklet, feeling thoroughly concerned, watched as Solene attempted to cast a spell for the seven-hundred tenth time. Notes scribbled in haste lay haphazardly on the mattress around her. On the bedside table, two glass pitchers were emptied out hinting she was drinking water, but the half-eaten to even fully contained bowls and plates of food on the tray told a different story. She also looked tired and disheveled with her dress two days old. Solene groaned as another failure hit her. The Spell of Creation came out weak. The pot of sunflower seeds in front of her never grew or even show one bit of reaction. This spell would have been easy for her like its predecessors she had successfully cast. There was just a catch thou

Trigger warning on this chapter. Please skip if you are NOT into such things.  *** “Ah....ahhh!” Solene’s erotic voice had been the only sound inside the room for several minutes already. Henri, true to his word, started exploring her body: untying her bathrobe, touching her everywhere, leaving a trail of kisses on every curve of her body, and marking her skin using the low-dose electricity on his fingertips. To Solene, it felt like he was renewing his love for her. He had been a great lover before the revelation, but he was even better now with the secret out—or maybe it was just her thoughts running wild. But she couldn’t help herself. After seeing two Henris and seeing them mold into one body, her mind just couldn’t stop. Where his fingertips roamed, it left a zing inside Solene—a sens

 It had been close to a millennium since Hein last entered the Demon Realm or Straghris as what most demons call it in local dialect. The late king of the demons banned him from entering all simply because Hein rejected his proposal to unify the two realms. Now that the ancient king was dead, he was granted entry by his successor, Crown Prince Andrei, who agreed with his ideals. Thunder, lightning and nimbus clouds heralded Hein’s presence in the demon sky. He hovered above the castle like a dragon ready to lay waste on the land. The last time he visited, the foul stench of decaying matter combined with acid permeated all over the kingdom and despite the Ruler of Death himself who had been accustomed to such ghastly odor, still, this sickened him. But now, under the rule of a new king, it changed. The air was lighter and the overall aura had improved, at least in his point of view. Aware that King Andrei was expecting him,

Chapter 1 - The Queen Fights Despite the harrowing picture in front of her, Solene moved forward to the inner valley, to a path she believed was safe enough to trek on. She didn’t have a choice. She couldn’t stay in her spot too long for it had the same depressing element as the others. Again, the portal that admitted her had disappeared. Solene couldn’t backtrack her steps now even if she wanted to. Heat continued to scorch her skin the entire time she ambled the precarious path. Now a soul, Solene expected this would have no effect on her, but she thought wrong. Like her heart wildly thumping against her ribcage, like the sweat collecting on her forehead and temple, and like the hot breath licking her lungs, the burn on her skin was real. It wouldn’t be right if it wasn’t, she thought. This was Gehenna. The land of the dead inside

Chapter 3 - The Queen in Hiding   It wasn’t her intention to but Solene found herself losing consciousness. She just felt dog-tired, and it probably stemmed from the battle she just went through with that monster. As far as she remembered, using spells and summoning her familiar technically shouldn’t put her in a fatigued state, but it did. ‘Probably another one of this fucked up place’s disadvantages,’ she complained to herself. By the time she woke up, she couldn’t quite figure out how long she slept, but the sky had grown duller and darker, and her familiar was nowhere to be seen. The fact that she was still untouched and undisturbed told her the three hoodlums still maintained a safe distance away from her, but she could sense them; feel their negative presence somewhere behind the dunes. Cold air