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Sold By Her Husband Part 3: The Beginning
The muffled coo came in on a draft of wind. Nymrit snapped out of her vigil and strode to her dresser. Heaving the metal furniture to the side, she opened the secret passage. An armored troop of men and women exuding blood and murderous aura emerged from within and spread out in the room. "You're the Demon Queen?" The leader of the troop asked with a strange gleam in his eyes. "Not anymore. You can call me Nymrit." Nymrit Sein Rider gave the armored group a wary grin and gestured to the door. "The one you're sent to kill is in the East Palace. You can leave to search for her, while I perform my part." "I heard you're out for the Demon Lord. However way I look at it, a woman out for her husband's blood isn't trustworthy. And when she's one of the supernatural creatures..." "I don't need your trust. Just fulfill the task you're commissioned for." Ignoring the menacing expression on the group's face, Nymrit took a jewel encrusted box from her bedside drawer, and strode out of her ch
Sold By Her Husband Book 2: Purchased by the Quadrillionaire
Sneak Preview Chapter 1-Fall of the Demon Whip! Whip! Whip! "Haha! You didn't expect this, did you? Iblis Jabril, the fearsome demon of the Supernatural World, is reduced to a state worse than a dog!" Queen Nymrit tightened her grip on the Flame Whip and laughed manically as she whipped the chained man over and over again. The Vampire King, Werewolf King, and Fae King watched the spectacle from iron thrones a few feet away. They stared in ridicule at the man who once haunted their dreams, bound and bloody, helpless before a mere woman. "Scream, you bastard! Cry for mercy!" The former Demon Queen roared venomously and spat on his face. The Flame Whip that landed on his flesh shed blood and torched shredded skin, blowing grit into his gruesome wounds. Pus oozed from the stab in his back, the jutting black dagger gleaming like an executioner's cross against his fair skin. But under her almost crazed lashing, the man's features remained numb, with no expression on his face at all.
Sold By Her Husband Sold Like A Property?
How would you feel if you worked your butt off for two years, working from 4 in the morning to 10 in the evening to tirelessly support your husband in his career, only to end up getting sold by him in return? Like cow dung dug up and smeared all over your face! That's how Shamsiya felt right now. Like a smelly piece of shit people were too sickened by to keep within reach, Nick sold her off to a stranger to pay off his gambling debt. Shockingly enough, the bastard wasn't even ashamed. He had the cheek to say to her face that he had the right to do whatever he wanted with her because he was her husband! "I am not your property! You can't sell me off like an object!" Shamsiya screamed, throwing the vase in her hand. The bastard dodged and snarled. "You bitch! How dare you throw a vase at me? You should be grateful I married an orphan like you!" Not to be outdone, he lunged at her and kicked her in the stomach, causing her to double over and groan. He rained down punches on her hunch
Sold By Her Husband What Does He Mean?
"For a hybrid, she's not bad." "Haha! I didn't even notice she was mixed blood. Those cherry lips could rival the hottest she-wolf in town!" The two men worked slow, their adam's apple bobbing at the sight of the woman's translucent skin. Their friend and employer, Nick Jackson, warned them to keep their hands to themselves. The woman was already sold to a powerful man, and he liked his goods clean. So they could only cop a feel here and there while unclasping her bra and pulling off her panties with red eyes. When they were done stripping her, they subtly tugged at the pink buds on top of her firm mounds, and reluctantly stepped back to admire the view. During the entire period of their ministration, the woman didn't whimper or squirm, apparently out cold from fright. "Say, do you think she's a virgin?" "With a body like that...it's hard to say." She was thin, but slender, with curves they had only seen on magazine models. Her thick black mane went past her knees, and draped a
Sold By Her Husband No Way, Jose!
Shamsiya felt insulted. But on a second thought, what right did she have to feel insulted? She was now only a property."Well, what are you waiting for? Strip!"The cold command snapped her back to her senses and sent shivers down her spine. She trembled and tightened her grip on her wrist, refusing to budge. She kept chanting in her mind that she was now a property, a usable, disposable object. A bought good. She shouldn't have any scruples, any reservations, any objections to being treated like one. And most importantly, she couldn't keep the Demon Lord waiting!"Oh? Still not moving?"Apparently, the one hovering over her figure was done waiting. Shamsiya shrieked in alarm and pain as a large hand clamped around her arm and dragged her to the bed, before roughly throwing her on the wide mattress. The rebounding force knocked the breath out of her lungs."Don't...don't come here..." She stuttered and scrambled forward, before turning on her back to plea. "Please...don't touch me..
Sold By Her Husband What Else Have I Got To Live For?
Iblis yanked the door open and hollered. "Servants! Where are the servants!?" His loud roar reverberated in the open hallway, startling the guards and servants in the palace. The Demon Queen woke up with a start, shivering slightly, heaving roughly as her wild eyes nervously scanned the room. "What's going on? Why is Iblis shouting?" "My Queen, something must've happened with his new purchase." The personal servant of the queen reported lukewarmly. "New purchase..." A strange expression appeared on Queen Nymrit's face. She wondered if this was the thousandth or the thousandth and one. "Go and see what happened." "Yes, My Queen." The servant stepped back and dipped into a bow. The Demon Queen tiredly waved her away and settled back on the soft mattress. Images of her past flashed before her eyes, taking her to the time when she first met the Demon Lord. He had been stunning, a breathtaking sight to say the least, causing her to give him her heart and soul and abandon her family. A
Sold By Her Husband Death Before Dishonor!
Was she afraid of death? No, if she was, then she wouldn't have dealt such a fatal blow to herself. Then he must've been too frightening.No...if he was, she wouldn't have dared to laugh in his face...Iblis paced around the pool of blood, his crimson-dark orbs fixated on the woman as he internally mused to himself. Hours had passed since the servants left, but there was no news of their return. He found himself growing increasingly restless as the night deepened.Insolent woman! Foolish woman!"Bold woman, since you dared to challenge me, don't even think about dying so easily!" Iblis hunched down and forcefully gripped her chin, hissing in her blood smeared face with a vengeful edge. He was so riled up that he didn't even notice the blood foam seeping into his body through his pores."When my servants return with the dragon's heart blood, I'll show you the consequences of going against me!" Loosening his grip, he rose back to his feet, and resumed his pacing.Another hour passed, a
Sold By Her Husband Death Before Dishonor! 2
All too suddenly, a crack splintered through the white void. Shamsiya covered her eyes against the sudden brilliance as a splitting headache pounded through her skull, and distorted her thoughts. The crack widened, then shattered into a giant explosion. A powerful force descended, and she flew with it as it yanked her consciousness out of the void of nothingness."How is she?""Demon Lord, the woman is now out of danger.""Hm. You did well. Stop by the Treasury for your reward.""Thank you for the grace, My Lord.""Alright, you can all disperse.""Thank you, My Lord!"Shamsiya groaned painfully. Her ears throbbed from the enthusiastic shout of those around her. Creasing her brows, she tried to open her eyes, but found the task excruciatingly agonizing as a stab of pain pierced through her chest.Curses! It hurts like hell!The pain, without a doubt, was a clear sign of her failure to commit suicide. And by the sound of it, the damned Demon Lord had a hand in it.At the thought, a sens
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