“That’s where you’re wrong, Silver,” The coldness in his voice shrank the gravity of the room when those pair of onyx eyes pinned her raw. “I don't fuck like a gentleman. I also don't fuck like a beast or monster,” He strides forward, trapping her body against his. “I fuck like the Devil in your nightmares and you’ll scream like I am your God.”

This is a story of a whore and a Lord.
Ravenna Vale, disguised as Hannah Maere, has both stained reputation as a whore and a thief. She builds a relationship in two villages with different identities— one for survival and the other for a must. She must struggle to protect her brother, Alaric Vale, who had an ability the world would kill to possess. A weapon. A vessel.

Rumors had spread from the castle walls to every village in the kingdom that Hell dropped seven deadly sins— seven scarred Lords. The ones chasing Alaric Vale’s night and causing strange torments for Ravenna. 

Ravenna Vale, or rather, Hannah Maere’s life, went lopsided after an encounter with unorthodox existences, one she considered to be monsters. They called it a dream, but all for her very worse. That unfriendly croak always seemed to remind her she was a pawn.
Ravenna was used as a trade in replacement of Second Princess Olenna of Vladoryn, as the Lady to Lord Black Crowhurst, one of the whispered sins. But who knew the one she was traded for, was the one of the monsters she strumbled upon?                                                                    

The life of her brother was at stake and the scars of her secret in refusal. But the real tragedy wasn't just a secret. It was the truth. But what could that be?
She wasn't just a human. She was something else trapped under the claws of a sin named Pride.

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Sacrifice is never easy or it is no true sacrifice.


Brynhild stared back in shock, heartbroken per se at the unexpected reaction but she recovered in the next five seconds. 


A flash of pain and guilt lingered in her eyes as she drew a deep breath. Clearing her throat, "I'll leave you to your food then," and she nodded to herself.


Without waiting for any response—though she never expected any— she rose from the chair, arranging her skirt properly before walking away and out of the room.


Ravenna released a soft breath. Though imprisoned, she felt a bit loose at some point. The fresh air, the space… she lacked that in a month and seven days.


The strong aroma coasted in the air and her stomach groaned louder than before. After several reluctancies, she grabbed the spoon and feasted on the meal before her.


Chapter 35 - A life for another III