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Siren's call and the Cursed Prince

[Mature Content] SIRENS, A CURSE OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? ~ Thousands of years ago when a man betrayed a sea-creature on the name of love, stole from her and left her behind to die, a curse had befallen upon the humans; Sirens, ghostly creatures who lured men in with thier melodious voices and ethereal appearances. They fed upon thier cruel hearts to fuel thier powers. It all changed when another man stepped on thier land and ruined everything once again. The betrayal was stronger this time thus, the revenge was going to be even more brutal! But this time it was no ordinary man. This time they had came across the infamous Cruel Prince of Hunza who was the only man unaffected by the euphonious call of Sirens. He was the Cursed heirloom with a scarred face and inhumane powers that caused people to shudder in his dominating presence. This time he didn't steal from them but stole one of them! However to his dismay he stole the dumbest but wildest of them all... ~ The story of Power, lust, vengeance, hate and Love! Two monsters across each other; will they learn to love each other or will they tear each other apart?

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Fools

As King Berkin came back to the chamber, Queen Norma was already waiting for him outside, chewing coals and walking on glass shreds.

"And what do you think you and your daughter are doing?!" She roared at him as soon as she saw his face coming in sight.

He was slightly taken aback at Queen Norma's sudden unexpected appearance and the outburst but immediately he covered it all up with a polite smile. "What made you so angry, sister? Let's get inside and not create a show here, shall we?" He put his arm forward for her to hold as he tried to usher her towards the chamber but Queen Norma refrained from taking his arm and just followed him with a grim face instead. 

Melisa's disrespectful behavior earlier on the breakfast table still had her buttons pressed and now this. It was looking as if just in one night she had retraced the distance from a Queen to a commoner with no power on her hands.