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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

XCII

All night Elisia had been working on deciphering the old transcripts they had taken from the Covenant Chamber. She knew the answers could be a secret code buried somewhere in those papers. She just needed to figure it out.

Her eyes were sore from the lack of sleep and exhaustion, but she knew she had to keep going. They already consumed enough time. Isaac was already on his way back to the secret cabin. They still had to meet him there.

"Ivrea, wake up." She had allowed her friend to sleep, letting her crash on the bed while she continued her work. But she needed help if they would leave in a couple of hours.

Her parents were already packed up and ready for their flight, while Ivrea's parents would meet them at the airport. They could sneak out after they had left, pretending to go to school, and no one would know the truth.