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Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart? Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince. In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts. But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice: Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

Gigi_Saga · Fantaisie
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Ask For A Favor

"Princess, today we have an appointment with Miss Dressrosa to do basic dress fittings for your wedding," Aimee interrupted, trying to remind Arielle about her schedule because it was indeed Aimee's job.

"Just five minutes!" Lazarus cut off Aimee's words. He didn't want to back off.

Arielle looked at Aimee and Lazarus alternately. She didn't know who to listen to, Lazarus held his left hand as well as Aimee who tried to forbid Arielle to listen to Lazarus.

Before being pulled by two people at once, Arielle released both of her hands from Lazarus and Aimee's entanglement at once. She looked at the clock on the wall and it seemed there was still time before Miss Dressrosa arrived.

She touched Aimee's hand briefly. "Just five minutes. I'll talk to Lazarus for a bit."