All Chapters of Taming the Cursed Rogue King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“NURSE Lotte, have some coffee. You haven’t had a break in a while,” Nurse Marisol, one of Lotte’s coworkers, called from the nurses’ station, holding a white cup filled with black coffee. Lotte paused in the middle of writing her clinical progress notes and glanced at the clock on the wall behind Marisol. It was only one in the morning, and she still had two hours left before her shift ended. She smiled and shook her head. “I’ll pass for now. If I drink that, I might end up being the next patient,” she joked before returning to her work. Marisol laughed. “Ugh, when will I ever be as hardworking as you, Nurse Lotte? Seriously, I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. I’ve been feeling tired every day, and I can barely find the motivation to come to work. If I didn’t have bills to pay, I’d happily stay home and sleep all day,” she complained before taking a sip of her coffee. Lotte capped her ballpoint pen and slipped it into the pocket of her white scrub top before turning her fu

KURAVORN Keep, Guran Krytos exhaled a cloud of smoke from his Duron, a thin, gray-black rolled herb leaf wrapped around a silver-thread filter, as he gazed out the window of his private study. Wisps of smoke curled around his legs as if they were dancing before slowly vanishing into thin air. Afterward, he picked up the golden goblet on the table and took a sip of the two-hundred-year-old wine inside. Its bittersweet flavor slid down his throat, but he paid it no mind. It was his favorite wine, not only because of its taste but also because it had been his father’s favorite—King Siker Hakor Montgomery, the former king of Daremkor, Guran, the territory of werewolves. Eleven weeks. Only eleven weeks until the eclipse would once again shroud Satheli Kalone. Krytos couldn’t help wondering who would be the next to die by his own sinful hands. Who would beg him to spare their life this time? Which family would storm into his kingdom, demanding justice for their loved ones. Too b

LOTTE had spent almost five years studying medicine before becoming a fully licensed nurse three years ago. From elementary school through college, science had been one of her core subjects. Because of this, she had never believed in myths or supernatural creatures. To her, science had always made more sense than superstition. But now, as she walked through the dungeon hallway surrounded by creatures she had only ever heard about in stories, everything she had studied and believed in seemed to vanish into thin air. Her heart was beating so fast that it felt as though it might burst right out of her rib cage. Her eyes darted between the cells lining both sides of the hallway, unable to comprehend what she was seeing. She had just witnessed someone transform into a massive brown wolf right before her eyes, and she wasn’t stupid enough not to recognize what that was. It was a werewolf! In another cell, she spotted someone with unusually long fangs glaring menacingly at her. Its eyes

“I’LL be okay, Sugar. Don’t worry about me,” were Lotte’s last words to Sugar before the latter escorted her to the execution chamber used by Krytos. To be honest, she had no idea what that room was really like or why Sugar had looked so terrified upon learning that she had been assigned to work there for the day. She had even tried asking Sugar about it, but the latter refused to say anything. Eventually, Lotte decided not to press the matter any further. She took a deep breath as she carried two buckets in her hands. One contained water mixed with soap, which was nearly half full, while the other held various cleaning supplies, including brushes, a broom, and several towels.Well, it’s just a room. How bad could it possibly be? With that thought in mind, she slowly pushed the door open without knocking. According to Sugar, nobody was supposed to be inside at this hour, so there was no need to announce her arrival. The moment she stepped inside, however, she was greeted by an unu