His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
Adeline & Elias's SS Part 1: Little Princess
The leaves fell, the branches barren, and soon, sprouts grew, as warmth turned cold again, and the seasons changed.
Two years passed like a breeze, slowly, but surely.
"Careful," Elias instructed his wife, as he helped her step onto his shoes. She had been upset lately, mainly because Adelia and Elios had turned five this year, but mentally, they were as old as ten-year-olds.
Adeline loved to dance with Elias, even though her legs refused to move fluidly.
"Am I too heavy?" Adeline worriedly asked, earning a ripe laugh from Elias.
Elias spun her around, one arm on her waist, and the other holding her hand. Heavy? She was as light as the dust on his shoes. This was the only way they could ever dance, and she seemed to love it, a childlike wonder in her bright eyes.
"As heavy as a feather," Elias informed her, bringing her close, until they were a breath away.