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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

Ticket to Heaven

"The first rule is you need to look down" the lady commanded.

"Not happening" the answer slipped out of Arthea's mouth, even before she could control.

"If you don't do that yourself, we have our ways" the lady raised her hand only to push Arthea's head down.

Enraged by the act, Arthea was about to grab the lady's hand and choke that around the lady's neck. But remembering the greater task she shut her raging nerves.

She was made to walk through a haphazard path, Arthea struggled with the gown and the pitch dark surroundings helped her in no way to get an idea about the surroundings.

"Alora" the lady called.

Arthea who was busy trying to remember something or anything about the place paid no heed.

"Alora, where are you lost" the snap from the lady made Arthea repeat a thousand fucking times in her mind that she is Alora here and she needs to be alert every second if she has to accomplish her mission.