The Masked prince
"It was a game of survival." The great Empire of Alfaros was in chaos. Prince Regan was returning from the battlefield after four years. Years ago, he used to be the most beautiful prince of the Empire. Ironically, the same prince was today known as The Masked Prince. It is said that he had a huge scar on his face, a face that used to be very beautiful. The scar was so horrifying that the Emperor got scared when he saw it and sent him away to the battlefield. But the war was over. And he was to return. . . . Looking at the green eyes that didn't even flicker at the sight of his scarred face, Regan was filled with a surprise for a moment. At the same time, something flashed in his cold eyes when he saw how calm she looked. "What is your name?" "Evelyn, Your Highness" "Evelyn..." Regan tasted the name on his lips. His red eyes looked at her face which was completely blank and he said "Evelyn, you will be my personal slave from today on." Evelyn looked calm. However, as time passed, Evelyn realized that Regan wanted more. Much more than she could give him. She tried to stop him. But what would she do when the prince forcefully put his heart into her hands and was adamant about taking hers? Will Evelyn then choose to move away or to move on? Especially at the time when horrors of her past shadow her heart __________ This story is a part of the contest so if you enjoy reading, please support to encourage the author. In return, I assure you that the plot will not disappoint you because it is full of turns and twists. Cover is mine. Made by: Lay Lee
Oliver Doesn't Want To Let Go Of Evelyn
"Do you think that you are the only one who can give her all this?"
Oliver stiffened suddenly.
His eyes widened slightly as he looked at his younger brother carefully.
In the past three years, he had been surprised when he had suddenly seen his cold and silent brother different behavior towards Evelyn.
However, at that moment he suddenly got the answers to his questions.
It was at that moment, Oliver realized why Arthur didn't want him to marry Evelyn.
It was not because of his disabled legs. It was also not because of Evelyn was very young.
It was completely something else…something that shouldn't have happened at all.
Oliver had always been conceding to his younger brother. He had always blamed himself for Arthur's cold and silent behaviour. He felt that it was because of him that Arthur didn't get the same love from their mother and father that he should have received.
But for the first time, he didn't wish to be the one who concede.