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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
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92 Chs

The Wedding Day.

It was early in the morning when Liza came to wake me up from my sleep. I did not blink an eye last night.

I was awake the whole night, thinking about the kiss. It was disgusting, but what has happened…has happened. A strong woman shouldn't cry over spilled milk.

I sat up on my bed and yawned like I had just woken up from my bed.

Smiling like a sheep, Liza drew the curtains to one side and asked "How was your night?"

I sighed, wishing she had never asked about it. It brought the memories…how Roland was betrayed last night.

"Oh, I forgot, my lady". Liza left the side. She came to the edge of the bed and stared at me. Her hand flew across her mouth and almost screamed "W-what is wrong with you?"

I shook my head and wondered what she was talking about. "Liza, what happened?"

Her hand left her face as she walked to the other side of the bed. She drew the curtains as well. "Your face, my lady."