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Midnight Entice: Married to the cruel Prince

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. It felt like heaven to fall in love with hell... He is a prince known as the Cruel Prince, the devil incarnate. She is a princess trapped in her own home, only to be released once she is married. *~**~**~* Vol. 1 If there was one thing Alanora wished for in life, it was for the manacles to be removed from her wrists. She had been trapped for as long as she could remember, locked away from the world, never given the chance to express herself. It was tormenting, and the only way to escape was through marriage. Despite this, she couldn't choose the person with whom she would spend the rest of her life. Soon, she is to be married to a man she has never met before, a prince known as the Cruel Prince, the devil incarnate. Vol. 2 *The Return of the Cruel Prince* He rises from the dead, this time even more cruel and stronger, driven by one motive: revenge. The cruel prince, the devil incarnate, Regan, is back, consumed by a merciless rage for revenge. But there she is again, sent by the Midnight to entice him for the second time, the woman who betrayed him. Aware that he is surrounded by dark powers and is being watched by powerful enemies, Regan refuses to trust anyone, not even her, again. He has come to destroy, not to make amends.

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Danger.

"That's something you'll find out very soon. But first, I came to tell you something."

"Tell me something?" I asked.

"I don't live here, Angel. I'm just a hybrid."

I blinked several times, trying to understand what she just said.

"I didn't tell you earlier, I came to help you and your husband," she continued.

I looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Help us? Why?"

She looked around and approached me. "I can't tell you much now. But I want you to trust me."

"Trust you? You just lied about owning this place. How can I trust you again?" I replied.

"I know, and I'm sorry. But I had to help, and there was no other way to reach you except through that." She glanced at the door again. "I need you to believe me."

"Why should I?"

"Because your husband might die."

A chill ran down my spine as her words echoed in my mind.