webnovel
#R18
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA
#FORBIDDENLOVE

Underneath the coldness of my skin

[MATURE THEMES] Never in her life had Celeste thought of waking up in the middle of the night at the horrendous screams of her parents nor finding out the man she had loved to her bone would do the dreadful deed of assisting his dad in killing her parents in the greed of power and wealth.  The grief and heartbreak she had gone through was one of hell and seeing the facade of her ex-partner's father falling before her feet the next night trapped inside the walls of her chamber when he tried to assault her was frighteningly alarming which left her with no way but to flee the Kingdom she grew up in. The palace where she only had the best of memories until that unfortunate night when she unwillingly had to let go of the people who gave birth to her. Who she loved to death.  Then again, never in her life had Celeste thought there will be a moment she will be brought to the kingdom of Elyznh— which she heard about a lot but didn't though one day she will be setting foot there and living a life pretending to be a human when the blood flowing inside her nerves were pure Vampire— living with werewolves nor falling in love with a werewolf. Her secret is her's only, and when she dies it will become mere ashes as she is and rose in the sky, until then no one needs to know.

oceaanblues · 幻想
レビュー数が足りません
60 Chs
#R18
#BETRAYAL
#WEREWOLF
#VAMPIRE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ALPHA
#FORBIDDENLOVE

The warmth of your hold.

Zelian's eyes go wide when they fall on Celeste standing in front of the entrance of his private court. Why is she here? What is she doing in here at this hour of night? Zelian's mind raises at the thought.

She has her hands clenching on the cream colored robe she wears, her eyes equally wide as she looks at him in the eyes.

Relief and satisfaction courses through her body at the sight of Prince Zelina before her, thanking the devils above that he's alone.

She just wants to run toward him and wrap herself up in his big arms. Celeste's throat bobs in a swallow as she takes a step forward cautiously. What if he doesn't like that?

She watches as Zelian drops the quill that he has been holding, down on the table top and sits back on the chair, piercing eyes boring into Celeste.