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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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"By the time Axilla's carriage arrived at the inn where merchants were resting, it was already mid-afternoon. The traders were having lunch at a round table, with loud laughter echoing outside. Panic surged through Axilla's veins as she realized she was about to be introduced to people she knew nothing about. Yes, the young master might be there or not, it didn't matter because it felt as if she knew nothing about him lately.

"Um, Lady Axilla, after you are settled, I'll introduce you to everyone," William smiled, attempting to impress the woman he was wooing.

"Just Axilla would be fine," bright flower said, adjusting her gown as she got down from the carriage.

"Hm?" William moved closer, as if he hadn't heard her the first time.

"No need for formalities; Axilla is okay," she repeated, shielding her forehead from the sun with her palm.