Sold To A Cursed Lycan Prince
"I'm not your mate! I reject you! Evil!"
He stepped closer like Aeryl was some dangerous animal.
One moment, he was across the room. The next, his hand was around her neck, lightly but very threatening, resting her back into the far stone wall.
Aeryl gasped, her breath scattering at the sudden, inhuman move.
"Careful. You don't know what you're walking into, hybrid," Aramisius hissed, his lips grazing her ear. "You should know your enemies. I am one of them."
"What... what do you want from me?"
His eyes burned red-silver, unnatural light cutting into her.
"All. Of. You."
Warning: This book is 18+.
There was no escape from him.
Aeryl has always known her blood was dangerous. Born a hybrid, she was never fully human, never fully safe. When her father bargains her away to the powerful Lycan Lord, she chooses the only path left. Run and fight.
But the night is not merciful.
Aramisius rises at midnight: cruel, exquisite, and ancient. And now he has scented her. His mate. His curse-breaker. His obsession.
Aeryl may think she can flee, but he does not chase. He hunts.
Dragged into his rose-scented castle, Aeryl discovers that the greatest danger is not his cruelty but the way her body responds to him. Her wolf calms in his presence.
As rival kings, witches, and shadows close in, Aeryl learns the truth too late: Every kingdom either wants her or fears her and the danger was never Aramisius. It was what would happen if she is taken from him.
Can Aeryl find herself and stand against the armies and powers as the world begins to shift?
This is not just another werewolf romance. It is dark erotica where bodies are claimed, love is sacrifice, and surrender is the most dangerous ecstasy of all.
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Chapter: Chapter 12 - You're Nothing But A PurchaseAramisius’ eyes flickered but he stepped back. Without another word, he left, the door clicking softly behind him.Aeryl sank down back, heart hammering. She was angry, scared, and restless all at once. And she knew this whole thing had only just started.********Faraway, in the land of the Tibetian Gnomes, Pitshu and Markin, the uncountable battalion of armoured soldiers gathered before the Most High Cave of Valor.On the high, layered stones stood Ser Finis, flanked by three comrades. He was the grandcommander. Aged and burly but still speaking with a spark in his funny voice. He yelled out."Listen! The Vessel has been hidden behind the walls of Theartera. Heh!" He paused for a moment like he wanted the news to sink in. "Do you know what it means?"The thousands of soldiers said nothing but stare up at him, curiously. Ser Finis frowned and increased his voice one more octave."Well, if anyone of you blockheads do not know what it means, then I'll tell you."He paused again. "K
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Chapter: Chapter 11 - My Sick, Caged BirdAeryl stiffened, staring at the ceiling. Her pulse rose and yet, her jaw tightened in irritation. Of course he had to come in, didn't he?“I’ve received reports....” He said, voice low and dangerous, as he stopped at the foot of her bed. “....that you enjoy skipping meals.”"And what if I do?” She shot back, trying to keep her voice steady even as heat crept up her neck. “Does it concern you.... or are you just here to watch me suffer?”He didn’t move away. Instead, he walked closer, filling the space between them. “Do not mistake observation for concern, Aeryl.” He said, voice dropping. “You are mine to command. You will not waste what is required of you.”“What is required of me?”"Too much you'd be overwhelmed when you find out."“You’re crazy.” She muttered through gritted teeth, pressing her back into the pillows.Aramisius’ gaze flicked down her body and back up, slow and deliberately that it was impossible not to feel exposed under that stare. “Good.” He said softly, almost to
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Chapter: Chapter 10“To hell and back.” Aramisius cursed under his breath.The men bowed deeper.“Sit.” Aramisius ordered at last.They obeyed.A commander cleared his throat, his armor clinking as he leaned forward.“My lord… the princess is a golden force. She will be sought after very soon. I hope… her purchase remains a secret.”Aramisius laughed dryly. “Anyone who tries to come for what is mine will be ripped into shreds. The world knows.”There was silence again. Then the head of soldiers, Ser Dekanthros, rose slowly. His voice was steady, but edged with warning.“Prince Aramisius, my lord of the Outboards and Theartera. I still believe we should keep our lights burning, our ears open, our shields ready, and our eyes wide. War will come. Like never before.”Aramisius leaned forward, eyes burning. “We are the head of warforces in the world, Dekanthros. We are in alliance with the timetravelling scientists’ clan. When it comes to war, we do what is needed. Do not forget that.”The court bowed low ag
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Chapter: Chapter 9 - The Kind Princess And A Strange VisitorAt the far end of the corridor stood a princess, taller, older, dressed in flowing silks that shined even in the dim light. She moved forward slowly, her expression one of concern.Aeryl wiped her eyes with shaking hands. "I-I just needed... I can't-"The princess knelt before her, smoothing the gown gently over Aeryl's bare shoulders as though she were an older sister."Hush now. Don't fight the tears. I know he is... overwhelming. More than most can endure." Her voice was calm, deliberate, full of understanding.Aeryl choked back another sob. "I didn't want him to. I didn't stop him....""I know." The princess murmured, dabbing softly at her cheeks with her folded kerchief. "I know what he is capable of. You're not the first he's unsettled. And you won't be the last." She sighed deeply.She gently helped Aeryl to her feet.For a moment, Aeryl felt a flicker of relief that someone believed her, someone understood. She leaned into the princess' hand, desperate for the comfort."You mu
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Chapter: Chapter 8 - A Princess In The DarkThe voice was harsh that she jumped. Her breath shook. She turned.There he was.Not in shadow. Not lurking. But seated beneath a spill of golden light at a heavy desk, quill scratching over parchment.Aramisius didn't rise or glance up at first. His hand moved steadily, expression calm, as if her entrance meant nothing.The sight of that was Aramisius stunned her. She read the sharp curve of his jaw in the firelight, hair black as raven's wings falling across his brow and temple, lashes shadowing hauntingly, beautiful eyes fixed on the page.It was unbearable. Cruel, that someone so monstrous bore a face sculpted to perfection.She stared, unable to stop herself. His beauty wasn't soft. It was the kind that wounded. That demanded surrender.Her knees weakened. For the first time, she feared not just his cruelty but how easily she could forget things while looking at him.He stopped writing.There was silence except for the cracks of wood and the hiss of fire. Then, fluidly, he lifted
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Chapter: Chapter 7 - Power PlayMeanwhile, Aeryl was being held out of the tub that was filled with roses and warm milk when it hit her.A very strong pull. Her breath caught sharply as pain slammed deep in her chest. The calm the roses had given her shattered all at once. She gasped and pushed herself upright.The room felt wrong. Too quiet. Too still. Her handmaids quickly covered her and helped her sit. Then, they exited the room.Her heart began to race.Then....Pain.It was not hers.A sharp, nauseating twist rolled through her stomach, so sudden she barely had time to lean forward before her body reacted. Her throat burned. Her palms went cold.“No....” she whispered, clutching the sheets.Her gums ached.The sensation startled her so badly she lifted her hands to her cheeks, fingers trembling. The pain wasn’t strong, but it was specific. Deep. Throbbing. As if something inside her jaw was pushing outward.Images swiped in her eyes.Stone, darkness, the faint echo of water striking a basin. Thunder. Witches
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