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The Dark Prince and The Runaway Heiress

What bride would want to marry a prince who would put a crown made of thorn on her head? What kind of groom would vow to protect his bride, knowing his task was to kill her in the end? A descendant of a once-powerful and proud Alpha King, Avana pledged to become the next Alpha and swore never to submit to their enemies. But could she run away from her destiny? A son of a Tyrant King, Adam desired revenge against those who killed his mother and condemned him to live as a monster for eternity. But would finding his bride give him what he had sought for centuries? Will Avana and Adam finally succumb to this impending union? Will destiny destroy them or be their salvation? *** "I have searched for you for centuries." Adam grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer until their faces were inches away. Eyes locked in a battle of will. "Why?" Avana reacted, suddenly drowning in the intensity of his stare. "So, you can hurt me." Saying barely in a whisper. "Kill me?" "No." He responded as his lips grazed through her temple, leaning even closer. "Then, why?" She closed her eyes as electricity coursed through her body with that slight contact of his lips on her skin. "So, I can claim you as mine." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Commissioned by Vatarison Instagram: bishop_1275

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Avana

"You promised me we will go fishing, swimming, and have a picnic," Kiev shouted over breakfast, running around the place like a bumble bee, buzzing and buzzing until their ears were about ready to fall apart.

It was still early, and she could already hear Kiev outside shouting his heart out. She had no idea what it was all about, but she could tell he was not happy by what Jace answered.

But soon, Kiev was back on top of the world as his shrills filled the house. Soon, she could his footsteps moving about, getting closer. She wished to ignore him, but she knew the little tornado was on its way to her.

"Ava, you have to get up." She could hear her name as Kiev called her, running along the hallway.