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CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ She was born to lie. He was born to enjoy it. Vivienne Moreau is a fox. A beautiful dangerous fox in a corset. A thief. A con artist. A seductress. She robs nobles blind, strips them of gold—and sometimes their trousers—just for fun. She sleeps with them to make the theft more… satisfying. Seduction? Her weapon. Theft? Her art. Lying? Second nature. Trust? Never. Love? That’s for fools. Chaos? Her favorite toy. This is her last job. One château. One golden horse worth more than she’s ever dreamed. One chance to vanish forever. Rich and alone. Her plan is simple: pretend to be a maid, steal the treasure, disappear. Easy. Simple. Foolproof. Then she meets Duke André Rousseau. Calm as glass, handsome, harmless-looking—but mad, bored, terrifying… and completely insane in a way that smells like obsession. He knows she’s a thief before she even steps across the gates. Every lie she plans, every trick she schemes, every insane impulse—he sees it. And he decides to play. He doesn’t want her arrested. He doesn’t want her caught. He wants her undone. To watch her spin, unravel, claw, scream—his predator turned prey. Vivienne thinks she’s the hunter. That she’s untouchable. That she’s in control. She isn’t. She’s his game. His obsession. His chaos made flesh. And in this war of greed, madness, and teeth-bared games… someone will break. Maybe her... Maybe him... Maybe both.

CONTENT WARNING: /This novel contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, strong language, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised./ --- She ran from the devil who raised her… And married the one who wore a crown. After her parents’ tragic death, Lydia Andreyevna’s life became a nightmare. Stripped of her name, inheritance, and freedom by her uncle—Lord Alexander—she was treated like property and promised to a Count four times her age. Desperate to escape, she fled into the cold night… and straight into blood. A stranger. Wounded. Beautiful. Terrifying. She should’ve left him. But she didn’t. She touched him once—and fate branded her forever. Her uncle caught her the next morning. Her escape failed. But when she begged Queen Olga for protection, the Queen offered her a deadly bargain: Marry the masked Grand Duke of Zolotaria. The king’s hunting dog. The butcher of the East. The devil in a crown. The man feared by kings. The heir to the throne. The same man she once saved. Ivan Romanov. They say he bathes in blood. That he kills without blinking. That he conquered kingdoms with a smile behind a mask. That no one sees his face—and lives. Some call him the devil. Others call him Death’s favorite son. But behind the mask is the same man she found dying in the dark. The same voice that haunted her dreams. The same hands she once held. Now, he’s her husband. Her jailer. Her obsession. She doesn’t know if she’s his prisoner, or his weakness. Cold and untouchable, Ivan doesn’t share his bed. Doesn’t share his secrets. But she sees it—the hunger in his eyes. The pain in his silence. The way he looks at her like she’s the only thing keeping his demons at bay. She should fear him. She should hate him. But the moment she dares to take off his mask… it’s already too late. Because Ivan wants her—her fire, her body, her heart. And in his world, what he wants, he keeps. Even if it means burning down the kingdom. She thought she was running from hell. She ended up in his bed. And the most dangerous thing of all? She doesn’t want to leave. ___________________________________ Just a Heads-Up: The spicy stuff doesn't happen right away. It begins from chapter 28. This story takes its time setting the mood and building the connection first—trust the slow burn!

She died with their names on her lips. Her husband — Lee Tae Joon. Who held her close while stealing her money... and sleeping with her cousin. Her cousin — Jung Ji-a. Envious. Twisted. She smiled through every lie, craved everything Na-ri had, and took joy in watching her fall. Her aunt — Kang Mi-na. The final knife. Poisoned her as she lay broken, all for the inheritance. Kang Na-ri trusted them all. And they buried her. But fate made a mistake. Now she’s back — two years before her death. Alive. Aware. And angry. She’s done crying. This time, she’s the storm. And standing at her side is Han Jin-woo — a cold, powerful man who sees her rage and doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t want her heart. He wants revenge just as much. Together, they’ll burn the liars out of their shadows. One by one. Because Na-ri didn’t return to forgive. She returned to ruin them. They thought they killed her. But all they did was set her free.

In the dark streets of an alternate Goryeo, a mysterious assassin strikes fear and awe into the hearts of many. Rumors swirl in the alleys that she is a woman, but no one knows what she truly looks like. Some say she is beautiful like a fairy, while others claim she is ugly like a troll. Known by many names—the Death Fairy, the Grim Reaper, the Blood Flower—she brings hope to the oppressed and terror to the wicked. But one question haunts everyone: Who is this elusive woman? The answer lies in tragedy: she is Hae Mi Hyang. Once, she lived a peaceful life, but everything changed when a brutal attack took her family away. From that pain, she became Jang Eun Sook, an assassin with a single mission—to return the favor back to everyone who wronged her and to get revenge on those who killed her loved ones. Each time she strikes, she delves deeper into danger, torn between her thirst for vengeance and memories of the life she once knew. As she faces betrayal and darkness, Hae Mi Hyang must confront not only her enemies but also the monster she's become.