Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."
#war #kingdombuilding #secondchancelove #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #diplomacy #heartwarming This is the Sequel of: - Undressed by The Half-beast Prince (completed at Chapter 224). Check on my profile. - can be read as stand alone story. "In her second life, I want Sophia to choose the path she desires and live well and happily," Ragnar said to Adeline, who immediately burst into tears. "Then... what about you, Your Highness?" Adeline asked. Ragnar only smiled. “This is enough for me.” Among the many forms of love, Adeline had to witness the most genuine and sacrificial kind. That was, letting go. ~~~ The blade penetrating deep into Ragnar's heart, eliciting a visceral reaction from both of them. The beast transformative process halted abruptly, frozen in the midst of the impending metamorphosis. Sophia, startled, leaped backward in fear. Unconsciously, she backed into a wall, feeling cornered and vulnerable in the sudden turn of events. As Ragnar drew closer, the moonlight delicately brushed against his face, it was then that Sophia saw Ragnar's face clearly for the first time. Her eyes widened, frozen in place. Contrary to the rumors, he was a striking vision. But it was his eyes that captivated Sophia the most. A mesmerizing blend of green and gray. Those eyes, so intense yet soft, locked onto hers with a magnetic pull. Yet, why did his face feel so hauntingly familiar? In an instant, Sophia was shaken as a flash of memory invaded her thoughts. … … … "My Sophia, My Queen, My Love of the Live." A torrent of recollections inundated her... Two figures gracefully dancing beneath the soft glow of the moon… The melody of joyous laughter echoing through the air… Promises whispered in the quietude of the night… Tears shed in moments of both sorrow and bliss… Wedding vows exchanged under a celestial canopy… Shared kisses that spoke volumes… The tender cradling of twin babies, a testament to their shared love… … … … The fragments of these memories played out like a surreal montage, leaving Sophia both bewildered and entranced. Sophia clutched her throbbing head, feeling as though it were being stabbed from all sides. "Arrghhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Ragnar's hands swiftly reached for Sophia's face. Sophia flinched, her cries subsiding as she felt the warmth spreading across both her cheeks. His hands caressed her gently. They were enormous — the size of four regular human teenagers, combined into one. "Stop carrying burdens alone. With this act, I take on your struggles. You deserve happiness, Sophia Mary Clementine. I love you, and forget me…" These words hung in the air, echoing in Sophia's mind as Ragnar's body fell, hitting the cold ground with a heavy thud. The room plunged into an oppressive silence, shrouded in the aftermath of an unforeseen sacrifice. In the dimness, Sophia stood alone, grappling with the weight of his final words. “What's... this... why can't I remember you... who are you, Ragnar...," disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned