Matchmaking My Murderer
By @john1208
I died on the end of Dragomir Rostova's shadow-blade. I know this because I just woke up with memories of my past life right before the Sable Vanguard squad assignments. Naturally, I did what any sane, survival-oriented girl would do: I faked a highly contagious, embarrassing magical bowel disease in front of the entire courtyard to avoid being paired with him. It didn’t work. My commander magically healed me on the spot, the whole fortress laughed, and now I’m stuck on a two-person elite monster-hunting team with my future killer. My new survival plan? Get him a girlfriend. If Dragomir is busy swooning, he won't have time to murder me. But every time I try to shove him into the arms of a blushing sniper, a cursed bounty we accidentally touched snaps us back together. We are physically and magically tethered. I can't escape him. Worse, while we're trapped in a collapsed basilisk burrow, I catch this supposedly ruthless killer gently feeding my six-legged pet ferret. If he's so gentle, why did he kill me? And why does the mysterious shadow-beast hunting our outposts feel exactly like the dark magic he wields?
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The Ballistic Betrothal
By @john1208
Mireva Kanz operates on cold logic. As Oskara’s most lethal independent Striker, she trades in blood and efficiency, not emotions. But to access the restricted zone where her missing brother vanished, she needs high-level clearance. Enter Kazem Varo: a notoriously reckless munitions heir who desperately needs to sanitize his playboy image to secure a massive corporate defense deal. The deal they strike in the blood-spattered back room of a combat arena is simple: Mireva acts as his devoted fiancé for the broadcast cameras, and Kazem gets her the clearance. It’s a perfectly calculated transaction. But navigating high-speed beast hunts and assassination attempts is nothing compared to the danger of Kazem himself. Why does this supposed degenerate blush furiously whenever she matter-of-factly compliments his marksmanship? And when a rival Striker flirts with her, why does Kazem’s careless facade slip into terrifying, feral possessiveness? When a broadcast drone captures their breath-stealing kiss for the entire city, the lines between their high-octane PR stunt and reality begin to blur. But when Mireva finally realizes the pact they signed wasn't a standard corporate NDA, will she survive the truth of Kazem's lifelong obsession?
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