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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

Lonely

Everard immediately sprung out of the water and gasped for air as though someone was holding him down in the water and was choking him.

“What are you doing here?” he asked breathlessly when he saw Lorenzo standing right next to him. Furthermore, he jerked his hand right away from Lorenzo’s wrist when he realized that he was grabbing that man.

Lorenzo bowed his head as low as he could and then replied, “I was just trying to help you get out of the water, Your Highness.”

"Help me?" Everard stepped out of the tub and then grabbed the bathrobe to wrap himself with. While slipping inside the bathrobe, he recalled some pieces and fragments of his conversation with Lorenzo.

He cleared his throat and then asked while looking over his shoulder, “Did we have a meeting?”

Lorenzo’s heart skipped a beat because Everard sounded different than earlier, almost as if he was suddenly a different person. To be more precise, he almost sounded menacing.