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Transmigrated! The Adrian Prince's Naughty Wife

Prince Wu Long Ivruss is tall, gorgeous and dangerous. The crown prince of the planet of Adrian, he takes what he wants and holds what is his. Flaris is now his and he is not going to let her go until she belongs to him body and soul. But Flaris belongs to no one! And most certainly not an alien prince! She was a modern woman from earth and even though she had no idea how she reached this place, she was going to go back no matter how much trouble this big guy makes for her.. Her only goal in life is to feed healthy food to everyone and open her own cafe! But it was not possible on this planet as half the population did not even eat. The only person who eats that she knows is the prince who loves junk food! She needed to escape before the prince made her forget everything except him! As they journey through different worlds, will they be able to be together? But everything is not as simple on Adrian as it seems. As Flaris is dragged in the fight for the crown, will she be able to turn her back on the prince who has captured her heart? An excerpt from the book: He nuzzled into the back of her neck, causing her to feel ticklish. Before she could jump out of his embrace, Wu Long whispered," It is I who is responsible for what you did and why you did. Tell me Flaris, if not for these circumstances would you be willing to accept me your mate?" Flaris looked down at the way his arm held her possessively and slightly nodded her head. Yes. She had already trusted him with everything and if there was no possibility of her returning to Earth then she would be happy to live with him here. However if she ever had a chance to return to Earth, she dreamed that Wu Long would come with her. She wondered how he would answer her if she asked him about living on Earth when he said the words that shocked her speechless. "I am your destined mate, Flaris. You are the one that fates have chosen for me.

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A War

General Bao kneeled beside the Queen, his eyes closed in concentration. His forehead was beaded in sweat as he controlled the minds of their soldiers, using all his power to keep them fighting and keep their humanities at bay. His magic was black and fed from human emotions. Whether it was happiness or sadness, fear or courage he could use that and harness his power. But with the Queen's support his magic had become even more powerful. 

While the emotions provided his magic with power, the Queen had made cultivate his magic so that could feed on human souls. But with the cultivation came the condition. He had to surrender his own soul to the queen. But with this battle, if the soldiers he had carefully made were able to achieve what the Queen wanted, then he would have a chance to gain the Queen's favor over her other soldiers.