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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

sanimimosa7 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
496 Chs

Gifts

“No, we didn’t know anyone in common.” Hamilton furrowed his brows a little and corrected himself, “Actually, I happened to stumble upon a lady who was looking for… Uh… I don’t know if you know him or not. She was looking for your brother’s friend, and I gave her a ride to the capital.”

“My brother’s friend?” You mean Ev–”

Caspian suddenly choked on the tea that he was drinking and began to beat his chest while coughing violently.

“Caspian!” Anastasia immediately got up on her feet and ran to her husband’s aid. She gently stroked his back and lightly patted his head so that he would stop coughing.

“What happened? Are you okay?” she asked him after he finally stopped coughing.

Caspian gulped hard and gave a nod. “It’s nothing. I guess the tea went down the wrong pipe.”

Anastasia glanced at Tilla. She was still standing in one corner of the room without making a sound. “Tilla, will you hand me the kerchief?”