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#R18
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA
#FORBIDDENLOVE

Underneath the coldness of my skin

[MATURE THEMES] Never in her life had Celeste thought of waking up in the middle of the night at the horrendous screams of her parents nor finding out the man she had loved to her bone would do the dreadful deed of assisting his dad in killing her parents in the greed of power and wealth.  The grief and heartbreak she had gone through was one of hell and seeing the facade of her ex-partner's father falling before her feet the next night trapped inside the walls of her chamber when he tried to assault her was frighteningly alarming which left her with no way but to flee the Kingdom she grew up in. The palace where she only had the best of memories until that unfortunate night when she unwillingly had to let go of the people who gave birth to her. Who she loved to death.  Then again, never in her life had Celeste thought there will be a moment she will be brought to the kingdom of Elyznh— which she heard about a lot but didn't though one day she will be setting foot there and living a life pretending to be a human when the blood flowing inside her nerves were pure Vampire— living with werewolves nor falling in love with a werewolf. Her secret is her's only, and when she dies it will become mere ashes as she is and rose in the sky, until then no one needs to know.

oceaanblues · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
60 Chs
#R18
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA
#FORBIDDENLOVE

"We can't do this."

"Who told you that I was going to the North?" He asks again, his voice hushed by annoyance, midnight black eyes flashing red, fiery.

"Prince Eylin," Celeste tells him, letting him know, her voice a mere whisper into the quiet of the room.

Prince Zelian's face twists at her answer, and snaps his head to the side, cutting his gaze away from her. If Celeste was able to see the annoyance in his eyes then, she can smell it on him now. And it scares her, not knowing what is that makes him feel so angsty toward her.

Something unpleasant and distasteful twists inside Zelian's stomach, knowing that his brother told her that. It only means one thing he has gone to see her to tell this matter or for something he does not like to think of.

He swallows, his throat suddenly going dry.

"Why would you want to see me?" He questions, his voice hardening. Does she want both the princes? Is one not enough to please her?