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Everlastingly Loving You

“No matter where I am, even when there’s nothing left on this Earth, I’ll love you, everlastingly.” ___ She was a duchess of one of the most powerful kingdoms in the world, aka Sophia Windsor; he, a prince from a kingdom just as powerful and influential, the infamous Nicholas Ambrose. She, aromantic. He, cold and bitter. He wanted to marry for his kingdom’s sake, whilst she had no intentions of marrying or falling in love, having seen how love destroyed the people she loved and cared about. And yet, they crossed paths. So when the two meet under such circumstances, will their love be restored? Would their spark overcome any decision of theirs they had made in the past? ____ [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] It was merely a few seconds later before Nicholas had kissed her, lips slamming against each other as Sophia deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue inside his mouth, only making the kiss all the more passionate as the room’s temperature became scorching hot. Nicholas wrapped his muscular arm around Sophia’s waist, only successfully managing to weaken Sophia’s knees, ridding her of any other thoughts except how much she desired him at that very moment, how much she wanted him, just him. The next things that were said and done seemed a huge blur as the next thing she remembered seemed to be the unbuckling of his belt, and the unbuttoning of his shirt; the unzipping of her gown - not that it was of value to either of them when they tore their clothes apart in a mad rush. ____ Update Schedule: 1-3 Chapters/Daily Instagram: EmmelineRouge Discord: EmmelineRouge#9995 Behold, the first of my works, the whirlwind romance novel, also known as Everlastingly Loving You. Hope you all enjoy! xoxo, EmmelineRouge P.S. The cover of this novel isn’t mine. P.S.S. This book is on hiatus, check out 'Her Devilish Alpha' which is my current project!

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A Bar Cutemeet

He turned to face where the voice came from. 

It was a fairly handsome man seated beside where he previously sat. He had chestnut brown hair and warm cedar brown eyes and was staring right at Louis.

Louis asked himself, 'Why not?' 

Louis smiled warmly, "And who are you?" 

The man introduced himself, "Marcus Lemaire, a pleasure to meet you."

"And you?" He asked, his tone enticing.

"Louis," he said. 

"Care to grab a drink with me?" Marcus asked.

Louis grinned, "Sure."

Clarisse nudged Sophia, who was staring at the wall, mumbling something to herself.

"Soph!" She called.

Sophia turned, "What?"

She gasped. 

She squinted.

"That's not the marquess, is it?" She asked.

Clarisse nodded.

"You're right, he isn't."

She placed her head on her hand, "But he is pretty."

She smiled dreamily.

Sophia waved her hand in front of Clarisse's face.