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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

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When Everard arrived at the Great Hall, he was greeted with a respectful bow from a huge crowd.

“Wow!” He raised his brows in surprise when he noticed how the huge hall that could accommodate thousands of people was almost half-full.

“Are all of them from the Crestfire clan? Or are all the clans present here today?” He questioned Jerome curiously.

Although he was previously informed that this was an exclusive ceremony to which only the members of the Crestfire clan were invited, Everard wondered if he heard it right the first time after seeing such a huge crowd of people.

Jerome proudly darted his eyes around the Great Hall. “Yes, they are all from the Crestfire clan.”

All the werewolf members of the Crestfire clan from around the Kingdom had gathered there for the ceremony to witness their new alpha taking the vow. It was a big deal for everyone since the to-be alpha was also the King, just like the last alpha.