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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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273 Chs

WHISPERS OF PAIN

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: CAN YOU SEE MY HEART ~ HEIZE]

In someone's distant memory that had now turned blurry, a young boy was held by his mother. The woman looked at her son with so much adoration; to her, the boy was like her only hope.

"Why are you crying, mama? Are you sad?" The boy's tiny voice faded out as he spoke calmly.

The woman sniffled back her tears and shook her head, "I'm not crying because I'm sad. I'm crying because I'm very happy," the young woman lied.

But the small boy didn't understand this response. To him, a person was only supposed to cry when they were sad. "But Mama, when you cry at night, is it also because you're happy?" He asked with a furrowed brow.

"Of course!" The woman exclaimed. "I dream of you, so I cry happily in my sleep."