The Masked prince
"It was a game of survival." The great Empire of Alfaros was in chaos. Prince Regan was returning from the battlefield after four years. Years ago, he used to be the most beautiful prince of the Empire. Ironically, the same prince was today known as The Masked Prince. It is said that he had a huge scar on his face, a face that used to be very beautiful. The scar was so horrifying that the Emperor got scared when he saw it and sent him away to the battlefield. But the war was over. And he was to return. . . . Looking at the green eyes that didn't even flicker at the sight of his scarred face, Regan was filled with a surprise for a moment. At the same time, something flashed in his cold eyes when he saw how calm she looked. "What is your name?" "Evelyn, Your Highness" "Evelyn..." Regan tasted the name on his lips. His red eyes looked at her face which was completely blank and he said "Evelyn, you will be my personal slave from today on." Evelyn looked calm. However, as time passed, Evelyn realized that Regan wanted more. Much more than she could give him. She tried to stop him. But what would she do when the prince forcefully put his heart into her hands and was adamant about taking hers? Will Evelyn then choose to move away or to move on? Especially at the time when horrors of her past shadow her heart __________ This story is a part of the contest so if you enjoy reading, please support to encourage the author. In return, I assure you that the plot will not disappoint you because it is full of turns and twists. Cover is mine. Made by: Lay Lee
The Doom (2)
Arthur silently stared at her face as she cried for Oliver. She didn't know but it only increased his anger toward Oliver.
As much as he didn't like her to cry, he didn't like it more when she cried for others, especially for that lame.
He suddenly held her chin and smiled coldly as he asked
"You want me to help him?"
Evelyn nodded her head immediately after hearing his question.
Arthur continued to smile but there was nothing comforting in his smile. Looking at Evelyn with obsession-filled eyes, he said
"Then stay here obediently. I will go and help him."
Evelyn didn't believe him at all. His smile didn't give her the confidence that his words were supposed to give.
That's why she tried her best to stop him when he was trying to close the door. However, again Arthur effortlessly pushed her inside the room.
Evelyn cried as she banged the door loudly.
"Arthur…help Oliver… I beg you…"