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Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart? Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince. In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts. But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice: Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

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Morning Kissing Session

"B-but it's still so early…" Arielle wanted to protest,

"Morning or night, it's the same," Ronan replied shamelessly.

Ronan, who was getting more aroused by Arielle's scent, scooped up the girl's breasts with his big hands from outside her tunic. Arielle tried to release herself from his grip, but her strength was incomparable to him. 

"Ronan, don't... There's Crimson here," Arielle whispered with hitched breaths. Ronan's touch had woken up something within her. 

The man seemed not to hear what Arielle said. He nuzzled his head at her neck and inhaled the scent of her body deeply. It was so alluring, and he just wanted to eat her up.

Ronan bit her earlobe which he knew was very sensitive. A smile was formed as Arielle's body shook slightly from his love bite. He spread her legs with his knees and then positioned himself between her legs.