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The Dark Prince and The Runaway Heiress

What bride would want to marry a prince who would put a crown made of thorn on her head? What kind of groom would vow to protect his bride, knowing his task was to kill her in the end? A descendant of a once-powerful and proud Alpha King, Avana pledged to become the next Alpha and swore never to submit to their enemies. But could she run away from her destiny? A son of a Tyrant King, Adam desired revenge against those who killed his mother and condemned him to live as a monster for eternity. But would finding his bride give him what he had sought for centuries? Will Avana and Adam finally succumb to this impending union? Will destiny destroy them or be their salvation? *** "I have searched for you for centuries." Adam grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer until their faces were inches away. Eyes locked in a battle of will. "Why?" Avana reacted, suddenly drowning in the intensity of his stare. "So, you can hurt me." Saying barely in a whisper. "Kill me?" "No." He responded as his lips grazed through her temple, leaning even closer. "Then, why?" She closed her eyes as electricity coursed through her body with that slight contact of his lips on her skin. "So, I can claim you as mine." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Commissioned by Vatarison Instagram: bishop_1275

bishop1275 · Fantasi
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187 Chs

CLXXVI

Her eyes finally fluttered open. But despite how much she blinked her eyelids, she still saw nothing. It was dark. Although she could see shadows around her, the lack of light still obscured her vision.

She could only wonder she was as she tried to recall what had happened. But she could already feel her heart racing as fear started to creep into her spine.

Wait!

"Kiev?" She mumbled in the dark in her low voice, remembering that she was playing with him.

She started to move her hands, feeling the cold floor surface underneath her. She pushed herself up, feeling the cramps in her joints and muscles. But she still moved slowly, trying to get the feel of the place.

Then, she felt something as her fingers crawled on the floor. It was soft and slightly warm. "Kiev? Is that you?" She called to the body that seemed to lay on the floor, seemingly lifeless.