webnovel

Forbidden Union: The Evil Prince's Temptation

[Mature Content] Love was weak in Damian's eyes, unfitting for a Darkling—a master of shadows. Cursed, because he couldn’t ignite his powers without his soulmate which he had abandoned hope… Until Seraphina shattered his world. Jane, the queen of Veridonia, perished at the hands of assassins, her spirit transported into Seraphina's fictional world. Seraphina, raised in solitude, found herself entangled with the enigmatic Damian—the Evil prince she was destined to love. As she helped him embrace his darkness, Damian realized her light was all he needed. Bound to Damian to escape an unwanted marriage, Seraphina hoped to protect her new family. Their tale unfolded amidst the intricate politics of a magical kingdom, defying conventions and weaving a forbidden yet pure narrative. - TAGS: #EVIL #DARKLING #LOVE #FORBIDDEN #LUST #PRINCE #PRINCESS #CROWN #ROYAL #POLITICS #CIVILIAN #THRONE #FANTASY #POWER #MAGIC #DARKMAGIC - Update schedule: 2 chapters/day A/N; Welcome to a long journey. (PS; cover picture is mine, please don't reuse) All the characters, places and everything in this fic is fictional. Any resemblance to real life is purely a coincidence. Happy reading xx

Walentine1 · ファンタジー
レビュー数が足りません
60 Chs

His Truth!

Seraphina jolted awake from her deep sleep, her senses immediately alerted by the sensation of a hand gently rubbing her back. The unfamiliar touch sent a foreign shiver down her spine, disturbing her more than she had anticipated.

She fluttered her eyes slightly, only to tightly shut them again, desperately yearning for a few more moments of sleep.

Despite the disquieting sensation on her skin, she chose to ignore it, unwilling to let go of the calm sleep she had experienced the previous night. It had been an elusive and profound sleep, unlike anything she had ever known. It was the first peaceful sleep she had ever since she got to this world.

But, it was interrupted. A low groan escaped, causing her to furrow her brow in response. Her legs sprawled apart, her hands spread wide, and beneath her fingertips, she could feel something rigid and unyielding.