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This Was Not the Wonderland I Was Promised

A lonely librarian who loved reading fairy tales. At least, that is how most stories begin. Someone who loved something or searched for something, and in the end there is always a "Moral of the Story". Lewis Lewin longed for his "Happily Ever After", but it never came. His life was an endless torment. How could a grown man be such a failure? No friends, no girlfriend, no talent or ability, and a miserable job that he only kept in order to survive. His family always considered him a failure, a hopeless loser, someone who tried everything and still achieved nothing. But one day, during a family birthday celebration, Lewis Lewin saw the only reason for his life slipping away. Someone he had loved and desired so deeply in the past, something he once believed to be unchangeable, his perfect beloved. Married in the arms of someone else, with her beautiful children running around the party. Death seemed like a better alternative. Time passed, yet he alone remained in the same place. He lost his mind. Running through the streets like the madman he had become, he cried out to God, begging in despair for his beloved to be returned to him, or for someone to free him from that torment. What did he say? "If you are going to treat me this way, Lord, I beg you, kill me already." But what he did not expect, for better or worse, was that God heard his plea. And only one question lingered in the air. After all... where is my dear Alice?
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Cruel Obsession: Married To The Prince, Desired By The King

{{DARK ROMANCE}} Warning: Mature content(18+) This story contains dark romance, possessive characters, questionable decision, and dangerously obsessive love. Expect morally gray men, intense tension, and scenes that may leave you questioning everyone’s sanity… including mine for writing it. ... Have you ever felt someone watching you… so closely that it feels as though your very soul belongs to them? Someone who would snap a man’s neck with his bare hands over a single whisper of disrespect… and lay the severed head at your feet as if it were the most precious gift in the world. Yes. That is my fate. My name is Adeline. A dying village girl with no crown, no power… and barely a month left to live. When a royal decree summons every eligible woman to the prince’s bride-selection ball, I have no desire to go. I have no desire to dream of a future that will never belong to me. But my mother insists. She wants me to see a brighter life than the one she was forced to endure. I never expected to be chosen. I never expected to survive the deadly trials. Now I am the wife of Prince Nathan. To him, I am nothing more than a mistake dragged into the palace. His cruelty follows me through every corridor. He even once stripped me bare, leaving me to die in the rain. But I am not alone. Because every night… He visits my dreams. My terror. A voice that coils around my thoughts. A touch that never truly claims me… yet leaves my body trembling as if it already belongs to him. And in the daylight, there is the king. The vampire king. The king of Valempire. The most feared and ruthless ruler. A man whose gaze lingers on me far longer than it should. A man whose presence makes my heart race in a way that feels strangely… familiar. Perhaps it is only my imagination. Or perhaps some monsters do not wait in the darkness. And if a monster becomes obsessed with you… The real question is not whether you will survive. It is whether you will ever escape. {If you enjoyed stories like Married to the Devil’s Son, The Crown’s Obsession, or The Duke’s Masked Wife, then this story might be just for you.}
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