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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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Unfazed

Marcella’s ego couldn’t handle how someone who should be her prey and nothing more was threatening her with her life.

And instead of trying to fix what had already been broken, she snarled like a crazed sadist, “Do you think I will let you get away unharmed?”

“I know so,” Anastasia looked over her shoulder and said in a cold tone. If this threat came at any other time, Anastasia would have been scared or even terrified. However, right now, she was unfazed by that threat.

Marcella scoffed and pulled the corner of her upper lip in disdain. A desire to prove Anastasia wrong rose in her head. And in the blink of an eye, she went and stood in front of Anastasia and Tilla, blocking their path.

“Well…” Marcella glared at Anastasia through her brows and then bared her fangs at once. She hissed and coldly said, “I hate to break it to you that you are wrong. I don’t care if you are the Queen. You’re still a human, meaning you’re supposed to be my food.”