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The Crown's Entrapment

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] “I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...” King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him. But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go. Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul? * Note: Volume 1 & 2: Main Story Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555) Volume 3: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641) "I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..." Volume 4: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701) "Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..." Volume 5: Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805) “I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…” Special Chapters onwards - completed **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasy
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As If He Was Hers to Begin With (2)

Looking around, Clara found herself taking notice of the training ground's current state. Her altercation with Gilas had resulted in the ground having taken on a bit of damage, a few rocks and pillars sustaining a few gashes and notches in places that had no place to be there in the first place.

"It would seem that our spar had turned into something far more intense than the grounds had to offer," Gilas casually commented.

"So it would seem," Clara tersely replied. "I'll have much to do in terms of repairing."

Thankfully, they had trained at her house. She didn't mind any damages, but for the sake of appearances, she would still have to see to them regardless.

"There's no need," Gilas quickly waved his hand. "This was my doing, and I shall be the one to take responsibility."

"Absolutely not," Clara insisted. "This is my home, and I'm telling you that you don't need to pay me for anything."