dungeon reset

"All I've ever done is to love you and accept all your fvck up attitudes towards me. Yet, I never rebuke you but without knowing the depth of this. You chose to believe I was the culprit. Isn't the cruel?!" I cried angrily and frustratedly. He stood there, gawking at me with an expressionless face. I harshly wiped my tears and stormed away. "Guards!" His loud growl made me stopped involuntarily. I turned around and still found his eyes on me. The guards came running and then he pointed at me. "Bundle her to the dungeon," he ordered coldly and my face shone terror. What have I ever done to deserve this cold treatment? ………………………………………………………………… Emily has the powers to see the future, have visions, and purify a corrupted soul. All she knows was that her mate will be needing her, but he never reciprocated the feelings. He never acknowledged her as his mate, but someone who has hurt him in the past. He was an immortal, who had lived a thousands of years. Cursed by the moon goddess for the murderer of her daughter, who happens to be his mate in this time era.

Blurb;    Reena Walters was possibly the worst spy to have ever existed. Recruited by the FBI to infiltrate the stronghold of a dangerous man, Reena decided that seduction was the way to go. Dressed in the ridiculous yet most alluring way possible, Reena Walters succeeded in infiltrating the dungeon like mansion for the biggest and most exclusive ball of the year. Armed with her glittery mask that helped her blend in with several others, Reena finally got her hands on a Thorne brother and did what she knew how to do best, seduction, and charmed the secrets out of him by winning a game of wits. Unknowingly to her that the dominant and ridiculously attractive silver eyed man beneath her was none other than the younger Thorne rumored to be crazy and volatile, and worse, he was playing a game with her, a game she was not aware of. Charming the secret codes and location out of him, Reena continued on her mission, shaking off the nagging feeling that it had all been too easy. Finally getting her hands on the highly sought after flash drive, Reena could not resist the urge to blow an obnoxious kiss to the face of the startled yet crazy eyes that stared at her in the dark. And that split second was all it took for a dangerous obsession to take root and grow in the mind of the older Thorne. Caught like a bird between two dangerous men, Reena must place all her stakes in one game by recklessly choosing the one she deemed lesser of the two evils, but what she did not know yet, and what she would soon learn was that hell was not hot at all, it was freezing cold, and yet burned hotter and brighter than an inferno.