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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
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496 Chs

Hurting a Lot

Everard was sitting by the bedside of his father even when Alfred was asleep at the moment, and even when there were a lot of others to look after the King.

Ever since the day he arrived, he had barely left his father’s side because he was too worried about his father’s health. It had been worsening by the day instead of improving.

After about half an hour, Alfred opened his eyes to see his son staring at him. He heaved a sigh and then said to his son in a barely audible voice, “Everard, you should go and rest while you can. Don’t sit here by my side for the whole day and night.”

Everard simply ignored what his father said and instead asked, “How are you feeling right now, father?”

Alfred wanted his son to leave his side and rest. So he lied while directly looking into Everard’s eyes, “I am feeling a little better than earlier. My chest isn’t burning as much.”