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He was the Alpha Prince. Dangerous. Desired. And completely off-limits. She was just a scholar-except she wasn't even a he. When Pearl disguises herself as a boy to enter the elite Scholar Academy, she never expects to cross paths with the academy's most feared alumnus - the Alpha Prince himself. Sent back under a hidden mission, the prince doesn't know she's a girl... and Pearl has no idea he's an Alpha. But when their worlds collide in secrets, stolen glances, and a dangerously close bond, the disguise becomes harder to keep - and the truth, too dangerous to reveal. What happens when an Alpha's instincts start to rise... and he doesn't know the truth about the one person he's drawn to most?

In a kingdom like no other. Rules seemed uncountable, yet they did not seem to exist. Lives were to be played with. Souls were to be killed. Loyalty was to be bought. And for what? Power. Prince Nathan also known as Alpha and his mate, his Luna Kiara were to face a battle like no other, one to keep their love strong and the other to keep the kingdom safe. Will they be able to win the battle despite all what is to come? Or will they crumble against the enemy’s darkness? ***************** It all started a long time ago, The night he was born, His and Her prophecy was born too, One that would unite an Element manipulator and an Alpha, One that would be saving the kingdom from ultimate darkness.

Prince Aldridge Camionare, the seventh prince of the Holy Land, found out that he was a prince later than he should. With a mother who died, a father who doesn’t care for him and siblings who will never accept him is left to do his duties. Aldridge minded his ways until he met the Duke's son who he had fallen in love with. The two of them had their fun together until rumours spread about an affair which the Duke apparent immediately put an end leaving Aldridge distraught and helpless. During this time he uncovered a plot that threatened the crown and was granted three gifts, one of them allowing everyone who wanted to be with the same sex immunity from death. With this new law, Aldridge could do whatever he wanted as long as it was not against the crown and with daddy blessing, he went in search of someone who would never leave him. Shawn Seghatchian was found in the dungeon by Prince Aldridge to stand as his personal bodyguard. Being released and following the prince's orders, Shawn later realised that something unexpected was developing between the two of them but as things develop, the nobles cause troubles, so many troubles for the prince and his prisoner. But does this really affect the bond between the Prince who has a personality disorder and the prisoner who is as loyal as a dog? AND while they saved the kingdom one body at a time? Cover art by: Pen Guevarra

On the way to the Spring Garden Ball, I was seized by men with murder on their minds, and the undercover guard meant to protect me vanished without a trace. I clawed my way through three days that should have killed me and finally dragged myself back to the estate, only to find a whole line of men kneeling in front of my guard. "Your Highness, if you fancy Lady Melanie, you could simply ask for her hand. Why disguise yourself as a bodyguard and stay glued to her elder sister, Lady Elizabeth's side, going so far as to have men dump her out in the wilderness just so she wouldn't outshine your beloved?" Julius Fitzroy's expression didn't so much as flicker. He kept turning the sapphire ring on his finger. "Melanie is only a concubine's daughter. She's sensitive by nature, and I was afraid a hasty proposal would frighten her off. This was the only way." That was how I found out. The Prince Julius had been living at my side in disguise this whole time, and it had never been about me at all. It was always about getting close to my half-sister. My heart turned to ash. I shoved open my father's door. "I'll marry the Crown Prince, sickly or not."

"Some princes are born to rule. Others are born to kneel." Crown Prince Caelum Salutregui was raised to be humanity's perfect weapon—diplomatic, deadly, and utterly devoted to destroying the vampire empire. What he wasn't raised to know? He's vampire royalty himself. When the Ashan Federation offers him as a "peace tribute" to the very monsters he's sworn to hate, Caelum expects torture, death, maybe both. He doesn't expect General Velis Drayke—a sadist in uniform who sees right through his royal mask to the defiant soul beneath. But in the Crimson Dominion, submission is statecraft and pleasure is politics.

When I took a bullet for Theo Moretti, the bullet grazed my temple, compressing the optic nerve and causing blindness in both my eyes. He kneeled by my hospital bed, pressed the family crest to his chest, and swore: “Sophie, I will be your eyes for life. If I break this oath, may I die a horrendous death.” I believed him. However, the day my sight returned, I saw Theo through the bedroom door, naked on our marital bed with the maid, Isabella. He gripped her waist and thrust violently, his voice hoarse in a way I had never heard, growling, “Bella… you really are the most seductive woman in all of Sicily…” “Theo, who else besides me could satisfy you like this in bed? Divorce that blind woman already!” Isabella nibbled his earlobe. “After all, I’m the one who truly understands you.” “Wait a little longer,” Theo panted. “I need time… Don Lucas just handed me control of the docks. If I divorce now, I’ll be left with nothing.” Rare snowflakes rained down outside. I walked barefoot out of the estate in a thin nightgown and sent an encrypted message to my father. “Father, send someone to pick me up in three days. I’m coming home.” Don Lucas, my father, never expected that the boss he had personally promoted would dare betray his daughter. He replied with a single sentence: “For daring to betray you, Theo’s dead.” What I did not know was that this message would ignite a storm that would sweep across all of Sicily. In three days, Theo Moretti, the man I had risked my life for and I had personally helped rise to power, would lose everything he held dear, including me.