“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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Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.


Ravenna's pulse thundered as she looked up in disbelief. For the first time, her eyes, glistening in unshed tears, sparked with emotions, and he grinned.


For a second, silence reigned and she gasped as soon as his presence was missing. But his words still lingered in her mind.


She knew she shouldn't trust the words of a King. Only a fool steps into a brook where a leech-filled current feeds without being drained… but only the mad step into waters ruled by a smiling man. And in this, King Aldren wasn't just a man. He was entirely a wolf.


He walked back to his throne-like chair, sinking his mass once more. A smirk played on his mouth, "I should've explained the knowledge he imparted on my Kingdom. Bleeding so nicely his magic extraction developed a new science discovery of an extensive life span. Like draining a well with esprit,"


Chapter 37 - The price of life