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The Last Demon King Alive

Warning: Mature Content! ***For he, the ruler of demons, was her sweetest sin.*** In a kingdom shrouded in mysterious deaths, Arabella, a courageous slave Princess finds herself entangled in a treacherous web of power and secrets. Gifted to a feared and enigmatic king, whose true nature is whispered only in fearful rumors, she faces a daunting challenge: to not only conquer her opponents but also unravel the mysteries that lies beneath the surface. As she battles her adversaries, Arabella discovers that her fight for the throne is only the beginning. Haunted by the unknown, she must confront the shadows that lurk within the kingdom's darkest corners. Is the king truly a devil, a troll, or a beast as the tales suggest? Or is there more to him than meets the eye? In this gripping tale of forbidden love, high-stakes battles, and supernatural mysteries, Arabella must embrace her strength, defy the odds, and confront the terrifying unknown to secure her place as both queen and savior. Will she unravel the truth behind the rumors and unearth the secrets that hold the kingdom captive? Or will the shadows consume her, leaving the kingdom forever trapped in its dark and deadly past? ****Excerpt**** As their eyes locked across the dimly lit room, a simmering tension hung in the air. She could feel the heat emanating from his body as he stepped closer, his voice low and husky. "Once we're married," he whispered, his words dripping with promise, "I'll explore every inch of your body, unleash desires you've never known." His gaze traced the outline of her curves, causing her breath to hitch. Despite the arranged marriage, a forbidden excitement coursed through her veins. In that fleeting moment, their eyes spoke volumes, setting ablaze a flame of anticipation that would ignite their future union.

Ella_Dominic23 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
92 Chs

The Engagement Party III.

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Princess Arabella's POV.

I got to the hall late. All the guests arrived and the party already started. There were a lot of nobles standing, dancing and moving from one place to another. The ladies were at the corners, probably gossiping. As soon as I entered the hall, a few of them smiled in my direction. The rest gave me scary looks.

I understood because I have been in their shoes before. When Alistair danced and mingle with the other women at the party, I lashed my tongue and cursed.

Queen Elizabeth left the circles of women as soon as she saw me. From her smile, I knew she was very pleased to see me tonight unlike the rest.

"Welcome, my beautiful bride," She stood in front of me with her blue silk gown. Her dressing was simple yet beautiful. I noticed the light make-up on her face. On a usual day, she dresses more than this. I wonder what she was trying to do…what game the woman was playing right now.