webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
813 Chs

Father Never Failed to Torture Him 

At Silver Crescent Pack

Nasser was almost near his manor when he received a telepathic report from his men that Gilas had arrived outside with Lady Clara.

[Should we let them in, milord?]

[Let them wait in the waiting area,] Nasser instructed. [Don't let Gilas inside the mansion till I arrive.]

Shaking his head, Nasser grunted in annoyance. "What is he up to this time?" 

Gilas was seriously testing his patience. It was getting harder and harder to hold his reign over him with each passing day, and he just knew that his son would try something one of these days. 

'Was he at least able to get Clara onto our side?'