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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

No way left

Women and maids who have been crying their hearts out from the time Prince Kieran's body was placed in his Royal Chambers calmed down. They sat cling to the walls and chairs tired from hours of crying.

Unlike earlier days when the Royal Castles were heavily lit with lamps celebrating the wedding of their Prince. The Palace was enthusiastic since the morning, every corner is decorated with flower. 

The Castles beautifully got decorated for the wedding night of Prince Kieran Lafayette, the Royal maids took extra care in decorating the valley leading to the Castle of Princess, where Queen Ayda is strolling right now.

"You think soo high of yourself don't you" Arthea looked to her left hearing a smirk.

"Well the so-called bride of our Majesty, let me give you a reality check" the tone of the long tailed women carried a hint of jarring tint, which didn't go unrecognized by Arthea yet she kept her cool.