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Marrying a Werewolf to save her hybrid sister.

[Completed] "When it comes to love, you can't force your heart how or where to choose. My soul landed in the dark and my heartbeats paced for a cold demon." Synopsis: Luna accepts the Queen's invitation for the Mistress selection to become the prince's mistress. But she did it for one reason, to save her Hybrid sister. But she found the royal palace a hell, a true hell with a great secret. The prince is a human werewolf. A dangerous and real killing machine. But, he is devilishly...shabbily handsome and enticing that eyes travel after him, no wonder she can't ignore this cold but gorgeous devil. Can she save his heart and make him, her husband? Can she win the rest of the mistresses and become his wife? ______ what's in the story? "Let your heart light up your path but don't fight with your destiny, my dear Luna." Why would someone like her alert Luna? Why was she talking about an unpredictable future? "Why? Why are you telling me this?" The woman halted, her palms moved up, and grabbed either side of her face, gently. "Because if you don't tame his heart, someone else would take your place, and I am afraid that person isn't suitable for your position. Because many people will die if you refuse his heart." Her hands dropped, and Luna peered into those purple eyes. "Who are you?" .... *** Volume 1: Childhood Volume 2: Love and Rage (Matured content warning) **Notice: This is a classic fantasy Romance that contains, Love, mystery, power, lust, pain... all at once. Every location is based on an imaginary world.

Naz_Mzf · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
364 Chs

Chapter (164): Scary intention 

Huxley and Eliot exchanged a glance as they stood behind the gate of the Throne hall. Eliot hadn't had the chance to see this hall until now. The valet by the door announced their arrival.

Clicking back, the great stone throne came into sight. A huge black polished stone throne that reached the ceiling, sat on a platform. Some steps could lead the king up. 

The margins and arms were sculpted with nude humans and the thorny branches had sheltered them. It was a hard place to have seat but a black pillow was sitting on that black polished stone to bring ease to the king.

King Edward Bolingtone peered at the man who came with Huxley and Eliot. The man who dared to attempt his son's life.

Eliot peeked at the huge pillars and scanned the majestic main throne hall on the last floor of the palace. The light was offering the domain through the full-length windows, crossing those colorful glasses.