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ARIANNA’S CHOICE: Crowns Or Fangs

Cold, charming, rich, and mysterious, Marcus Jackson is the guy every parent would want their daughters to get married to. Unfortunately for them, he has no interest in these women. His focus is on his family business and keeping his family secret safe from the world. According to their family tradition, he cannot marry or fall in love with any woman except for one person: his mate. When he finally finds her, he knows he's done for. She is gentle and kind, too delicate for his dark and beastly world. He knows he shouldn’t go near her lest he taint her with his darkness but he can't and won't keep himself away. She is his and he is too selfish to let her go. Every monster has their weakness. She is his. *** Handsome and kind, Crown Prince Williams of Arislan was the pride of his kingdom. He is loved by all. Ironically, he doesn't believe in love. Not until he meets her. She is a dream come true for him, and a way to escape the impending doom of an engagement his father set him in. When the opportunity to make her his comes, he grabs it and decides to change their fate... before it's too late. > >>>> Sweet, shy, and plain Arianna Blue Adolphus is a romantic who is waiting for her Prince Charming who will sweep her off her feet. But instead of one prince charming, she is instead entangled in a messy love triangle. She never thought her fate would be tied with two handsome men who will do everything for her. Everything changes when she finds out who she is and how much danger she is— to the world and to them. How will they overcome the trails ahead of them? Or are they never fated to be together?

Success_Moses_9345 · Fantasia
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203 Chs

Anne

Anne didn't waste any time, immediately she got to the fashion shop she wanted to shop quickly and leave since she didn't have enough time, but then came another problem she wasn't attended to quickly. The workers in the fashion house looked down on her because of her dressing, and they would rather not associate with her, thinking she was just there to sight see and not buy.

"Anyone here please." She called, moving to the receptionist table.

"Hey, please, I need one of your workers to come help me choose the best office working dress." She politely requested, looking at the receptionist with a smile. The receptionist didn't return that smile, instead she looked at Anne and scoffed.

"What dress did you say you're looking for again?" She asked, and Anne could hear the disrespect in her question and disgust in her eyes.

She looked at herself and smiled nervously, "Sorry, I came in here this way, but I really need those clothes as soon as possible."