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HORNDRAGON: A Deadly Romance Game With The Lost Devil

"Take my hand and dance with me," Gabriella said as she watched his lips curve into a smirk as he obediently drew her closer to him. "My princess, do you know how dangerous it is to make this deal with me? Consider it as making a deal with the devil. Aren't you scared of dancing with the devil?" "It's not as dangerous as betraying the king of Horndragon. After all, devils no longer exist. I and the king of Horndragon killed them all. The devil is no longer the strongest of all." "Now you must be crazy if you don't know the devil is still the most dangerous creature in this universe. Tsk, don't be too confident, my princess, it might hurt you in the end." His hand circled firmly around her waist as they took the first step to the rhythm of the soft music. "Too confident? Seems like I'll have to admit that I'm too scared to accept the truth." The moment these words left her lips, she felt a slight tingle on her skin, his hand was tracing down from her neck to the point her breath couldn't hold it anymore. She slid away from him, took a step backwards, and turned in a quick circle before landing safely in his hands again. When she thought she had escaped the delicate fingertips tracing down to her core, which she could barely resist, his hands instantly returned to their previous position making her shiver slightly. She couldn't help but swallow hard when his voice whispered into her ears. It was a sweet whisper yet it brought all the warnings she had to inscribe in her head. "Maybe I have to remind you that dancing with the me means, you will obey every word I say." "You will make sure I wear the crown of Blackshed on my head. You will make them all bow and kiss my feet. And most of all, no man dares touch you except me, not even your husband is allowed to touch you. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

PenDora56 · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
67 Chs

HIS KISSES

As Gabriella stepped out of the priest's house and back into the crisp night air, she was so destructed to hear the truth from the priest, wondering what her mother would do when she found out that the priest they protected till now had a secret; a secret that may put her crown at stake. It was more shocking than she ever imagined.

She felt the air crisp and cold, the darkness was biting the shadows danced like specters in the faint moonlight, and the stars shone with a distant, icy gleam. The cottage was muffled as if wrapped in a thick layer of frost, and every breath was visible in the chill air.

She looked around and found Darkon seated on the floor in the cold but something seemed awkward about him.

He was still, having his eyes closed and awkwardly calm. She gently approached him and noticed his body slightly trembled. Was he feeling cold? She had told him to go in with her now he was out here feeling this much cold.