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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

sanimimosa7 · Fantasia
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A Truce

Tilla heaved a shaky breath when Vincent didn’t back away from his current position. She was basically trapped in between his arms.

Though Vincent wasn’t even touching Tilla in any way, Tilla felt a sensation that was like a mix of itch and tickle on her neck as his cold breath was constantly brushing against it.

‘Why is he doing this to me? Just leave me alone, please!’ Tilla clenched her jaw and held her breath. Her heartbeat was now beating so fast that she was sure he could hear it drumming in her chest. So, she leaned to her side, away from Vincent, as slowly as she could.

However, she jumped a little when Vincent suddenly brought his face in front of hers and looked deep into her dark brown eyes.

“W-What?” she stammered.

Vincent kept on trapping her and asked, “Are you still going to pretend as if you aren’t doing this on purpose?”