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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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Digging Deeper

It had already been a few hours since Everard broke the expensive vase that was in his new study. The glass that contained the fruit juice was empty, while the plate of fruit salad hadn’t been touched yet.

When Jerome came around to check up on the new King, he was disappointed to see the untouched plate. And he was saddened to see the King still buried in the papers and files.

But he was at least happy that the King had now taken refuge in working tirelessly rather than drowning himself in alcohol to forget his pain and loneliness.

Still, working without even eating and drinking was a bit too excessive.

Thus, in an attempt to make the King move from his seat and give rest to his eyes as well as his mind, Jerome asked the King, “Your Majesty, I have set up your lunch in the garden. Why don’t you take a short lunch break and then get back to your work again?”

Everard was so focused on the file that he was holding that he didn’t hear a word that Jerome said to him.