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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

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“Very badly,” Anastasia answered with a bated breath.

Caspian gazed at her lips and smirked, satisfied by her answer, as well as the desire that he saw in her face and heard in her voice.

He lightly brushed his lips against hers again, and he ordered in his low and deep voice, “Say it again, wife. Show me how much you desire me.”

Anastasia could feel his words reverberating on her lips and flowing into her body, giving goosebumps. She wrapped both of her arms around his neck even tighter and pulled him down.

A fervent desire took over her mind and body. She gazed at her husband’s lips and asked, “I want to kiss you and taste you, Caspian. Please, allow me.”

Caspian pecked on the top of her nose, deliberately avoided her lips, and then bent towards her ear. He could see her ear already flushed with blood. He teasingly bit her ear lobe, and he whispered raggedly, “Yes, that’s right. You should beg some more.”