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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

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Eve

The next day, Caspian was sitting on his throne. The ministers and the councilmen had gathered in the hall. They were all going through the cases that had been forwarded by the human councilmen of the Silver Keep town.

Zenon was standing beside Caspian and was going through the parchments one by one. “A man named Jayleen Harper, age 32, has been accused of rape and murder of three women. He is currently in the custody.”

He flipped to another parchment and read, “A woman named May Wilson, age 25, brutally murdered her old husband…”

When everyone was busy listening to the reports, a messenger silently walked in and bowed everyone in the room. He passed the letters that he was carrying to one of the Royal Guards and then walked away.

That guard handed over the piles of letters to the King.

Caspian frowned and glared at the letters for a while. ‘What is this unpleasant smell?’