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, Golden Lies
His silver hair gleamed like moonlight on a sword’s edge—beautiful, cold, dangerous. That golden embroidery? Not just luxury; it’s armor woven with secrets. When he touched her sleeve, the tension wasn’t romance—it was detonation waiting for a spark. 💫
Cherry Blossoms vs. Bloodstains
Flashback: soft petals, shared scrolls, laughter under pink boughs. Cut to now: red gown, tear-streaked cheeks, a chair she grips like a lifeline. *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me* doesn’t romanticize tragedy—it makes you feel every fracture in their love. 🌸💔
She Didn’t Sit—She Surrendered
That wooden chair wasn’t furniture; it was a battlefield. Her posture said ‘I yield,’ but her eyes screamed ‘I remember.’ The way he stood behind her—close, not comforting—proved this wasn’t a wedding. It was a reckoning dressed in silk. 👑
The Dagger in the Sleeve Was Always There
We saw the lace, the pearls, the embroidered cranes—but the real detail? Her thumb brushing the hilt, hidden beneath gold trim. *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me* thrives on what’s unsaid. Love and betrayal wear the same robe. 🔪✨
The Red Gown That Hid a Knife
Her crimson robe shimmered with phoenix motifs—elegant, regal, deadly. Every stitch whispered loyalty, yet her trembling fingers clutched a hidden dagger. In *Kiss Him Before He Kills Me*, love isn’t soft—it’s a blade she hesitates to draw. 🌹⚔️