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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

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On a double date

Avana had avoided Adam for the rest of lunch after another unexpected encounter with him. She just did not like the effect his presence had on her. 

"Ava, we are going in thirty minutes to the festival," Jace said as he packed up his supplies in the clinic and cleaned up after his last patient. "I will take it from here."

She tried to help out a little while he performed his examination of his patients, wanting to earn her keep. She could not be a freeloader for the rest of her short stay here.

Maybe it would be good for her to go out with Jace. It would divert her mind away from him. She merely needed a few hours to recover from this day, and she would be good as new. 

"Ok." She managed to respond as she dropped the rag she was using to wipe the table. "Are you sure you are good here?" She still asked. When he nodded, she proceeded to her room.