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#ROMANCE
#R18
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#SWEETLOVE
#PRINCESS
#FANTASY
#ROYAL

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
#ROMANCE
#R18
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#SWEETLOVE
#PRINCESS
#FANTASY
#ROYAL

Sickness

[Present Time]

The guests from Sorvando were following the Crown Prince Alexander to the other hall. Alexander was walking ahead of everyone while turning around every now and then to make sure that the guests were following him. He looked more like a host than the actual people of the castle.

Anastasia and Caspian were walking closely behind Alexander, while Vincent and Hamilton were walking behind their monarchs. And way behind them, Caspian’s royal guards were following them all while making sure that no suspicious-looking humans or werewolves were walking around their King and the Queen.

When they were still walking down the short gallery, Vincent suddenly felt discomfort in his stomach. He softly winced in pain, but still kept on walking forward thinking that the discomfort would slowly go away.

However, instead of the pain easing up, he felt the wine that he had drank earlier fighting to get out of his mouth.