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Stolen by the Beastly Lycan King

Lorelai is an unwanted princess; a puppet in the hands of the royal family. Born weak and raised loyal only to her kingdom, she has no real power and is constantly abused by both her stepmother and her son. Her value lies in one thing only––marriage. Thus, she is to marry Duke Kalder, an old but powerful and influential man whose previous wives have all gone missing under mysterious circumstances. That is until she meets him. Tall, dark, strong, mysterious, irresistible, seductive. The King of Lycans. The King of Beasts. The Gypsy King. One who was once a slave now controls the biggest and strongest, most feared kingdom of the continent. And for some reason, he has his eyes set only on Lorelai. Important note: this is a historical fantasy novel and in its context, the word "Gypsy" is only used as a name of a nomad tribe and is not used as a slur.

yoojee · Fantaisie
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I Don't Like Liars

Rhaegar looked at the cigar case on the small table in the middle of his drawing room, his eyes narrowing. 

Just like after their first night, the pain in his body subsided, and he could breathe freely again. He did not need the remedy when he was with her. 

Now, it was confirmed. 

The wolf in him had calmed down too. Now, the man could practically hear him purr as he had been put to sleep. But it should not have been like that. 

'My mate...' Rhaegar tasted the sound of these words as he silently repeated them over and over. 

He closed his eyes and recalled her tiny, white body wriggling underneath him, her small hands desperately clinging to his flesh. 

'You have to mark her, she has to be yours,' a distant low voice rang in his ears again. 

He could have crushed her if he wanted, but instead, he wanted to cherish and protect her. He wanted to be imprinted on her. He wanted her all to himself.