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The Crown's Entrapment

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] “I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...” King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him. But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go. Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul? * Note: Volume 1 & 2: Main Story Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555) Volume 3: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641) "I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..." Volume 4: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701) "Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..." Volume 5: Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805) “I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…” Special Chapters onwards - completed **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

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As If He Was Hers to Begin With (1)

At Ryder Manor, Midnight Pack Territory

"Would you kindly put some effort into this?"

Gilas knew that he was playing with fire the moment he practically mocked Clara's attempts at hitting him. He was training her in the use of a sword, and while she was remarkably more skilled than the average soldier, she was still no match for some like him that had more formal training. She could move, sure, but he was way too far ahead for her to even attempt to fight him.

"Are you suggesting that I'm weak?" Clara coldly glared at him, levying another flurry of attacks at him. "How about this, huh?!"

Gilas almost let off a smirk as his goading got the desired effect, his sparring partner going into a fit as she delivered a series of haphazard slashes. Deftly, he dodged the first few swipes, parrying the rest with his blade. From there, he swung in an arc, their swords sparking with one another as he directed the point of her blade up high.

"What the-"