His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
Dedicated Husband
Adeline heard ringing in her ears, as the world began to spin, and she was choked by the air. She suddenly found it difficult to breathe, a panic attack making its way to her for the first time.
Adeline heard her name being called in the distance, but it was futile. Her gaze could not leave the limp Asher.
Asher was slumped on the ground, his face buried in the dirt, and she had sudden flashbacks of her parent's coffins being lowered into the ground. She opened her mouth, ready to scream, but someone roughly embraced her.
"Shhh… shhh, it's okay," Elias soothed, grabbing her tightly, blocking her line of sight with his body.
Elias pressed her face into his chest, one hand on the back of her head, the other grabbing her shoulder.
"He's alive," Elias muttered, just as she tightly grabbed onto his shirt. He didn't understand what the problem was, nor knew what was going on.