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.
Thirsty for His Touch
Eventually, it was too chilly to stay outside and lie beneath the stars. Weston began guiding her into the forest again and informed his people to begin tidying everything up. For their overtime, he decided to provide them a bonus.
"Don't walk so quickly," Lydia grumbled, holding tightly onto his arm, pressing her entire body against his bare skin.
Her legs felt like jello and whenever they'd step on a stick, she'd jump and dig her nails into his muscle.
"What happened to teasing me about being afraid of ghosts?" Weston countered, walking faster than before, causing her to groan in protest. If this was her reaction to the dark and creepy forest, he wanted to bring her here more often.
"At least I'm afraid of rationale and possible things!" Lydia hissed at him.
"Fear of ghosts is completely rational. It is a terror of the unknown just like the one you have right now," Weston informed her.
"Slow down," Lydia groaned.