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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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ONE TOUCH AT A TIME

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: I WILL GO TO YOU LIKE THE FIRST SNOW ~ AILEE]

As night drew closer in the kingdom of Morado, the palace was quiet with everyone requesting their dinner in their own rooms without showing up at the dining.

Axilla, now resting on her bed after eating, couldn't find a wink of sleep as the man she met at the market somehow unnerved her, and at the same time, she felt familiar with the person. She couldn't just pin exactly where she knew the man from, but all she knew was that somehow there was a connection she felt with the strange man.

Sitting up on her bed, Axilla picked up her jacket and draped it on her shoulder before she stepped out of her room. Finally, when she got to the door of the person she was looking for, she knocked softly, waiting for a response, but there was none. When she turned to leave, the door finally opened.

"Axilla?" Cortez called her name, his voice calm and steady.