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Deborah_Pruijmboom

Deborah_Pruijmboom

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2021-07-28 đã tham giaGlobal
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27.5h

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7
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1073

The Secrets Between The Prince And I

They say the night holds many secrets, and secrets did Dean surely have. One night, Melissa was drawn to Dean, by a force much greater then she could ever comprehend. And of course, alcohol had a little something to do with it, and maybe lust as well. The morning Melissa woke up in Dean’s arms, everything changed for her. The way Dean made Melissa feel was in stark contrast to her ex-husband. She now knew what it was like to be completely desired, to be adored and she was not easily willing to give that up. When the King of Moldavia found out that his son was ready to marry a woman who was not only a few years older than his son was, had already been married, and to top it off also had two young children, he had enough. The King had granted his son freedom to study in Europe, but he would not stand for this disgrace. The King announced a matchmaking event, and plotted to make his son see that there were other, much more suitable brides, for Dean. Unwillingly, and without telling Melissa his identity, he went back to his home country that summer, as he was ordered by his father. He had made a deal, that if he did not fall for one of the participants, he was free to go. And that was all he wanted, going back to Melissa. Melissa was devastated when Dean was gone, without any proper explanation. She thought their love was forever gone... To chear Melissa up, her best friends thought it would be a great idea to participate in a matchmaking contest, she had read about on the internet. It would surely brighten Melissa's mood, wouldn't it? A free vacation for Melissa and maybe a prince for her. It sounded like musisc to Melissa's bestfriend's ears. Would their love survive the trial?

Deborah_Pruijmboom · Thành thị
4.9
36 Chs

The Prince Of The Elves

Someone once said that love and hate... are two sides of the same blade. When I met the princess of the High Elves, I did not remember who I was, where I was, or how I got there. Looking back, I was glad it turned out that way. If I had known who I was, and told her I was ELION WINDSTAR, son of the Sun elves, she would of killed me right then and there. Instead, she took care of the stranger, she found wounded in the forest. ELION had been slayed down with force and dark magic, in a battle in which he had lost the love of his life. TALILIA was held hostage by a nearby malefic kingdom. As bits and pieces of what happened came back to him, he found that love and hatred could equally consume a person with passions. At that moment ELION realized, the warrior princess could never know who he was. As they balanced on the fine line between friendship and romance, they made a pact. ELION would help MEIRA fulfill the quest she was destined for, as she would in return help him to find his identity. Little did she know, he was her sworn enemy, that only used her to find the love he had lost. When the time came and TALILIA was rescued, ELION found it hard to admit that he had fallen in love with someone else. Besides, she could not never be his, or could she? He did not know what hurt the most; being near her, while he knew she was forbidden, or her absence, knowing she was forever his?!

Deborah_Pruijmboom · Thành thị
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5 Chs