Kiss Him Before He Kills Me
Edith died on her wedding day, erased by a system glitch just as she won Roland’s heart. Eleven years later, she awakens as Eleanor. But Roland is no longer the man she saved. He is the feared white-haired Chancellor, hunting hearts that match the woman he lost. Now she must conquer him again… before he discovers who she truly is.
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Silver Hair, Black Ink, and a Heart on Fire
His robes bleed ink like a brushstroke of fate—every fold tells a story he refuses to speak. When he lifts that blade, it’s not threat, it’s confession. *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me* turns restraint into romance. 🔪✨
That Sword Was Never Meant to Cut Her
He points the blade—not at her throat, but at the space between them. She doesn’t flinch; she *reaches*. In *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me*, danger is just foreplay. The real weapon? Their unspoken history. 💫
Why Do We Love a Man Who Paints While She Waits?
He stands before the scroll, brush in hand, while she lingers behind silk curtains—yet both are trapped in the same frame. *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me* masterfully uses stillness as suspense. Art isn’t decoration here; it’s dialogue. 🎨
She Smiles Behind the Veil. He Notices.
One flicker of amusement—just enough to crack his composure. That’s the magic of *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me*: love blooms not in grand gestures, but in micro-expressions, candlelight, and the weight of a shared silence. 😌🕯️
The Veil That Hides More Than It Reveals
Her trembling hands, the delicate veil shimmering with every breath—she’s not hiding her face, she’s guarding a secret only he might unravel. In *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me*, tension isn’t in the swordplay, but in the silence between glances. 🌸 #VeilVibes