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Bewitching the BEAST

There Exists no Love in Coercion!! There are darker things than the night and that is none other than the stone heart of the Monstrous Beast, a tyrant with ruthless obsession for power. Everything changes when the prosperous Kingdom of Vrishya faces the wrath of the Intolerant beast, and lives of innocents turns to Ashes, the only way to save the crumbling Kingdom is striking a Deal with the Enemy. A Deal, the beast claims for his own advantage! Swapping Arthea, hailing from the Zender clan enslaved to the throne of Vrishnya, in the place of his daughter Princess Alora, King Richard assigns one task and it is to end the life of the Beast. Rolling up knives under her sleeve Arthea takes the place of the Beast’s faithful bride, taking determined vows to destroy the Monstrous Beast only to embark on the dangers coming her way in the world of wolves. Rumours of the Lycan's monstrous appearance and destructive traits are open for the world, whereas the curse the strongest Demon with blood Red eyes suffers is caged in the seclusion of strongest steel walls. Revered as a typical Assassin Arthea is greeted with struggles surrounded by growls, howls, hunts, chases, dark eyes, wizards, magical creatures and unending challenges only to find humanity is not really human after all ~~~~~~~~ This is my first attempt in writing, hopefully I can make it an interesting read. Suggestions, and positive criticism welcomed.

Impulsive_Brat · Fantasia
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193 Chs

Centre for Love

"Okay then, don't believe in me. Once he comes here and asks me the reason for the delay, I will point at you and he being my Father, will definitely take action against you people for not letting me do my work" I said in one go

I hate myself for using the word, but I couldn't help. The dream I saw in my sleep… the voice had urgency.

'I am waiting… come to me Queen'

Somehow I was haunted by the voice, I wanted to do everything in my hand to see what the mystery is.

"You may go," they opened the locks of the stairs for me. I wanted to jump high in the air. Refraining myself, I ran through the stairs carrying my backpack, and a camera dangling down my neck.

I was spell bound by the sight of the chandeliers present in the chamber, marveled at the sight of tall walls, I kept walking.

Squealing happily, I pooped gum out of the cover and threw my head back, happily chewing it.