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ARIANNA’S CHOICE: Crowns Or Fangs

Cold, charming, rich, and mysterious, Marcus Jackson is the guy every parent would want their daughters to get married to. Unfortunately for them, he has no interest in these women. His focus is on his family business and keeping his family secret safe from the world. According to their family tradition, he cannot marry or fall in love with any woman except for one person: his mate. When he finally finds her, he knows he's done for. She is gentle and kind, too delicate for his dark and beastly world. He knows he shouldn’t go near her lest he taint her with his darkness but he can't and won't keep himself away. She is his and he is too selfish to let her go. Every monster has their weakness. She is his. *** Handsome and kind, Crown Prince Williams of Arislan was the pride of his kingdom. He is loved by all. Ironically, he doesn't believe in love. Not until he meets her. She is a dream come true for him, and a way to escape the impending doom of an engagement his father set him in. When the opportunity to make her his comes, he grabs it and decides to change their fate... before it's too late. > >>>> Sweet, shy, and plain Arianna Blue Adolphus is a romantic who is waiting for her Prince Charming who will sweep her off her feet. But instead of one prince charming, she is instead entangled in a messy love triangle. She never thought her fate would be tied with two handsome men who will do everything for her. Everything changes when she finds out who she is and how much danger she is— to the world and to them. How will they overcome the trails ahead of them? Or are they never fated to be together?

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Not Human

Erica didn't answer him as she focused on cleaning the injury. She dropped the used and bloodied wool and then picked the kit to take another, as she turned to clean the injury, her eyes widened in shock.

'What the hell was she seeing?' She asked herself and then blinked twice to see if she was still seeing the same thing. It was still the same, her husband's body was healing by itself.

'What the hell!'

Enrique, who hasn't noticed what was going on, went on with teasing his wife,

"I still can't comprehend how beautiful you look as the day passes Erica." He mused, looking at her lovingly. He still thanked the goddess for giving him this beautiful lady as his mate.

He frowned when he saw the shock look on her face before he could ask what was wrong, he felt it. He felt his body stitching by itself, and then he cursed inwardly. This shouldn't happen now, not when he hasn't told her who he is.

"Erica…" he called, his voice in a whisper.