His Majesty's Bride.
{Warning; Mature Content} **She was ice. He was fire. And none of them were willing to melt, or quench the other.** Princess Raziah Octavius, the strange and curious princess had only two things in mind. One; To be alone. Two; Take revenge on the person responsible for her nightmares that unfaithful night. On the night of her introduction, she comes across a unique devil dressed as a prince, and she immediately agrees to get married to him just to get the frustrating night over with. Whisked away to his kingdom, she finds out just how unique his Majesty is with all the mystery around him. But no matter what happens, and how much this devious devil tries to burn her with his touch and gaze, he can never melt her frozen heart. ...Or so she thought.
Your Enemy.
Aragon was right.
The librarian was a very fast creature. Incredibly fast. Raziah's eyes couldn't keep up with the Vampire. She had already taken care of the first two that attacked the forest, but William now had her in the palm of his hand.
From a small distance, anyone could see so much dust coming from the surrounding cliff of the witch town. It was building up, getting thicker and more intense till one could get lost in it. Inside the storm was the crazy man with one hand clamped down on Raziah's face, dragging her head and body on the ground while running around the cliff.
His strength wasn't a joke. He was the most powerful foe she had faced so far, and there was hardly any strength left in her body. The awakening that happened before had lessened again, and now she was in a pinch. Raziah had to focus all her strength on her head, or William would have crushed her skull by now.
She couldn't even feel the pain anymore.