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The Crown's Seduction

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[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] He is her salvation. She, his demise. Yet, he refuses to let her go… Mineah, the youngest Princess of Ebodia, was cursed at birth to remain untainted and bring misfortune to those around her. This prophecy looms over her like a dark cloud, growing bigger every year it does not come to pass. She exists in hushed rumors as a pitiful figure - fragile, meek, unwanted. Underneath that mask is a strong and feisty vixen worthy of being a queen. And this would-be queen has set her eyes on breaking her curse, even if that means tricking the most cunning vampire ever born. Nikolai, though reclusive and enigmatic, is revered by the Kingdom of Valcrez as a wise and powerful ruler. Unbeknownst to his loyal subjects, his image of perfection is a web of lies that if exposed can send their kingdom and everything they hold dear crumbling beneath their feet. When these two find their paths crossed in a marriage alliance, the game of Crown's Seduction begins. But just who is the hunter and who is the prey? ******** Excerpt: “Why are you stripping naked in front of me?” she questioned with a frown, doing little to hide the irritation in her voice. Her goal was to capture only his heart, not his whole body! “Am I not allowed to have a bath with my wife?” he remarked with a cold tone. “I purposely asked for a big tub to just make sure that the two of us will fit in it together.” She sighed, not tearing her gaze away from him as she regained her composure. Seeing him smirk she forced herself to get comfortable as he spoke. “That’s more like it. You said it yourself that no one forced you into marrying me. Instead, you offered and volunteered yourself willingly for it, so I expect that you’ll be confident enough to share a bath with your husband,” Nikolai confidently stated. “After all, we’ll do more than this soon enough.” Shameless… Preventing herself from rolling her eyes, she managed to give him a smile as she said, “Don’t blame me if you die on me then.” **** Note: Volume 1: Main Story Status - Completed (Chapters 1 to 403) Volume 2: Side Story Status - Completed (Chapters 404 to 472) Volume 3: Side Story Status - **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

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Chapter 1The Cursed Princess

"Isn't she the youngest princess? The cursed one? Look… Her eyes have different colors."

Mineah pursed her lips at the murmurs that filled the huge hall of the castle and kept up her confident composure. She held her head high and walked into the hall along with her father, His Majesty King Stephan of Ebodia. 

Even from where she stood, she could sense every pair of judgemental eyes that was on her. She nonchalantly ignored them all, of course. 

After all, they were right… She was cursed to remain untainted forever. Any man who would touch her would meet a fatal end. And as if that was not enough, she was bound to bring death to herself and the world the moment the moon turned red.

However, no one knew about it except her and their kingdom's Seer, Beirut, who had seen how she was cursed in his visions and dreams. Mineah herself also saw those premonitions in her dreams when she was a child. 

'What is she doing? Why is she covering her face? Does she think she's the bride?'

'Why is she even here? Is she trying to ruin such an auspicious occasion?!'

Mineah took a deep breath, unfazed by the rude comments they thought about her. They didn't know she could hear their thoughts just by looking into their eyes, and she had no intention of letting them find out.

While a few thought her eyes to be an anomaly, many others believed it was a sign that she was cursed. They weren't wrong. Her eyes gave her powers no mere mortal should have. She could read minds with her left eye and compel people with her right. But her frail body was already feeling the strain from using her abilities.

Shaking her head slightly and breaking eye contact, Mineah sighed as she finally settled into her seat. The hall had a main throne for her father and another, conspicuously empty, to his right. 

She sat on the left of the main throne. The huge hall had two long tables on either side along with one grand chair for each. While one side was filled with guests from the Valcrez Kingdom, the other side was still empty, reserved for another powerful ruler from the Cordon Kingdom.

The occasion was to finalize the alliance between Ebodia and the Valcrez Kingdom through marriage. Though the alliance already has a written agreement, today is the day it turned into reality. She could only wonder how they would react once they heard what her father was about to say.

"Your Majesty, King Stephan, where is Princess Xenia?" a man with red eyes and gray hair, politely enquired. He was the Chancellor of the Kingdom of Valcrez, Chancellor Abel. "She's the bride who is supposed to wed to our King, correct?" 

"My oldest daughter… Xenia… is missing…" her father weakly answered.

Almost immediately, outrage filled the insides of the Great Hall. But before anyone could voice out their negative thoughts, the door suddenly swung open. Her brother Ezekiel entered the hall to deliver the news about Helion's armies spotted heading towards their kingdom came.

What her father had feared most after all these years… It was finally happening… A war against the most bloodthirsty and heinous of known kingdoms.

"As you see, our Kingdom is now facing a war against Helion," her father announced as if to regain the attention of the crowd before them. "It might be best if we postponed the marriage ceremony today."

"I beg to disagree, Your Majesty. I believe this is even more reason to proceed with the marriage ceremony. We must secure the alliance between our kingdoms, especially now that your kingdom will be at war," A pale woman with straight golden blond hair insisted.

Mineah identified the woman who spoke as Ezme, the only sister of the King of Valcrez. Mineah had previously studied everything pertaining to the Kingdom of Valcrez to prepare for her plans, so she made no mistake.

"I don't mean to be rude, but do you really think you humans can win against the Demon King whose armies are ten folds stronger than yours?" Ezme continued. "Yes, you have mages, but will they be enough to win this war? We don't want your kingdom to be wiped out in just a day. It will be a pity… And must I remind you that you came asking for this alliance and not us?! We didn't travel and cross the Miran Ocean all the way here for nothing!" 

"But how can we proceed with the wedding when my daughter has gone missing?" King Stephan burst out.

"Father," Mineah called to her father in her usual soft and sweet voice. 

Her father turned to her, which made her notice how his lips were pursed. She smiled behind the veil covering her lips, making sure that the smile was carried to her eyes and not just her lips. She gave him a knowing nod. It was time to carry out her plan. 

Seeing her response, King Stephan frowned deeply before closing his eyes. He then quickly opened them once more as he turned to look at their guests from the Kingdom of Valcrez. "M-my…" 

But he stalled, unable to say the words like Mineah had expected.

Seeing this, she let out a deep sigh before she spoke, "As my father has said, my sister is missing, which means that the marriage will not happen today. However, given the circumstances and your insistence on proceeding with the marriage, if you allow it, I will willingly replace my sister and marry your King to finalize this marriage alliance."

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Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

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In the northern part of the world, a long-standing battle between various races and the demon race has finally reached its end. The Demon Lord, a figure with black hair, red eyes, rules from her obsidian palace, having repeatedly defeated the Goddess, the strongest being in the world. However, she refrains from killing her, knowing she will only be reborn to lead another attack. As the goddess kneels before her, badly injured and helpless, the sounds of explosions echo outside, signaling the imminent victory of the alliance. Despite her immense power, the demon lord acknowledges the demon's overall weakness compared to humans and the Alliance. The development of fighting energy and mana has allowed ordinary humans to fight demons, leading to the demon army's defeat. Aware of the Alliance's intent to enslave the abyssal demon, the Demon Lord decides to cast a forbidden spell that will cost her life. As the Alliance forces storm the palace, they hesitate upon sensing the spell's energy. The Demon Lord vows to resist and be reborn to save her people. Meanwhile, the goddess reflects on the demon lord's past treatment of her and acknowledges her respect and dedication to her people. As the demon lord prepares to cast the spell, the goddess asks if she can abandon her plan and live freely. However, demon lords are duty-bound to restore the demon race's glory and protect her people. Understanding the demon lord's resolve, the goddess readies her sword, intending to clash with the demo lord's forbidden spell. The resulting explosion creates a mushroom cloud, marking the end of the conflict and the start of a new era. The Demon Lord and the Goddess become historical figures, their stories occasionally told.

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