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.
Forgive A Thousand Times
Just as Elias had swindled Adeline, she did the same. When nightfall came, she ate her dinner in a hurry and without him. A new set of maids came in as bright-faced as Jenny, but with the same expertise as Jean. If they knew their Queen was human, they didn't show it.
As they bathed her, gingerly and careful, Adeline wondered if Elias had frightened them into respect for her. They lowered their eyes and never raised them, even when humans were inferior to their kind.
"Thank you," Adeline gratefully said after they had dressed her well and combed her hair.
The maids' hands had trembled in surprise, nearly dropping the brush from their hands. The King called them by their names, but no one in the palace offered them gratitude—except a human girl.
"Please Princess, you don't have to thank me," the maids had said to her.