His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
Drowning
Days went by and Elias saw less of Adeline, but still kept the key downstairs. He heard interesting rumors of a young woman sneaking downstairs every night with a basket of food. Whatever pleased her, he'd bat a lash. It wasn't like Asher even recognized her or understood her kindness.
Elias's lips twisted into a sinister smirk. Asher was no longer a threat the day he wiped his own memories, like a coward. A hidden Pure-Blood, how interesting was that?
Sitting quietly at his desk, Elias shuffled through the document papers. Reading glasses rested low on his nose, a metal pen aimlessly swirled between his fingertips. He felt the twins' pressuring gaze and their slight nudges towards each other.
A few more seconds of insufferable silence passed. The clock ticked on the wall, tik, tock, tik, tock. The pen scribbled on the paper, a fine noise of metal scratching against wood, whereas the paper rustled whenever Elias moved onto the next document.