His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
Run.
Elias had never felt this type of rage before. His list of enemies was as long as the stairway to hell. There had been more people that'd spit on his grave than there are citizens of his country. He had heard the worst of insults from his enemies that were buried six feet under.
But three simple words were enough to mortally wound him. He felt a sting in his heart, like a knife twisting into the empty hole. Who would've thought there was a beating flesh there? One that loudly thumped against his chest, complaining of a thousand needles plucking the useless organ.
"What did you just say?" he seethed, taking a powerful step in her direction.
Adeline stood her ground. The little thing he had made a Queen, the little thing who's confidence he had built, the little thing that he offered his world to. She dared strike him in the face when he had never laid a hand on her. She dared to spit out the vilest of insults when he had never fathomed hurting her.