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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

Something Unexpected

Ruby and Everard were walking down the corridor when they stumbled upon Alexander.

“Eve, where are you headed?” Alexander casually asked out of habit.

Everard, however, gave him a glare and threw a satire, “Oh, I didn’t know we were still on talking terms and that you were still interested to know about my whereabouts.”

Alexander narrowed his eyes and said in a monotone, “How many times do I have to tell you that Hamilton is a nice person, not to mention that he is someone I need to respect no matter what. Besides, you are the one who didn’t come with me even when I invited you. So, why are you the one who’s angry at me? I should be the one to get angry.”

“Well, I didn’t come because he’s an arsehole. I don’t like him,” Everard said a bit assertively.

Alexander was tired of listening to the same reasoning that didn’t even make any sense considering how the two of them only interacted a few times with each other.