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Get the APPThat Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
Requiem of A Broken Heart
The Warlord's Lovely Prize
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
Assigned to Her
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.Queen Fiona was surrounded by dead bodies, her people were mutilated. Witches and mortals were lying scattered like broken pieces of glass.
Next to her sat her husband, on his knees. She looked into the eyes of King Bran, not realizing it was for the last time. He looked at her with warm loving eyes, but also with regret from the loss of their people.
They did what had to be done to banish Hades the King of Hell. They knew there would be consequences at some point.
She smiled at Bran but then caught sight of a coming blade. The blade buried straight through Bran’s heart, and she saw the light extinguish from his eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek when she looked at the person holding the sword.
Hella, the daughter of Hades, looked at her with a cruel smile and chuckled, “Don’t cry Fiona, you will join your husband soon enough.”
Fiona looked behind Hella and saw Gabriel, King of the Sky, with a collar around his neck, being restrained by one of Hella’s demons.
Next to him stood Roan, King of the Sea, unrestrained, but his eyes were full of remorse. She looked back at Hella, who was standing in front of her now.
“Any last words Fiona dear?” she asked.
Fiona closed her eyes and felt her magic pouring out, one last time she let her power rain down on the earth.
She looked at King Roan and said,
