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"Everything that Celestia and the Alliance have told you about this war and why it's happening is a lie." I narrowed my eyes on him, but he just took a breath before looking me square in the eye and continuing. "You saw the people in there. You saw how it's driving them mad, and forcing them to shift into their alter forms. The Beastial Kingdom didn't start this war; Celestia did. They corrupted our king on the day they were supposed to sign a peace treaty. They did something to him that forced his dragon to the surface in a blind rage, instantly voiding the treaty between kingdoms, and therefore restarting the war that we were trying to end. That king came back to the Beastial kingdom after

As I looked at the book, it looked different, not like the ones I used to go through. It took me several minutes to be able to loosen the band around it; why was it even sealed? I didn't turn while listening to Luke, who was actually saying something, but the book was more of an interest to me as I opened it up. The first few pictures were of the first king of the seven kingdoms.

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Mitzie looked down in shock, as Emma giggled with her hands over her mouth. “I believe the king agrees with me,” she said continuing to cover her mouth while chuckling. Mitzie couldn’t help but begin to laugh. “It is rather coincidental, wouldn’t it be?” she asked as she reached for the tray to wheel it closer to herself. “Thank you, Emma, for all that you’ve done over the last 4 years,” Mitzie expressed, her voice thick with gratitude. “So, tell me, what is your Kingdom name?” she asked unfolding the napkin to place across her lap.

“And, I’m a king.” My eyes widened at that, my body stilling. A king. My eyes traveled over his body yet again, trailing over his prudent physique, the way his face was still painted, and suddenly, I could see it. But then… would that mean I would become a queen? I cleared my throat, trying to collect myself yet again. “King of what?” I asked, trying to sound like it didn’t affect me, like it didn’t matter to me. “I’m the King of Summer, I command the Kingdom of Summer,” he said, spreading his arms, “I rule over everything you see, and more,” he added, shooting me a wink.

“I love you so much more, Princess.” “Not more than me,” I argued, kissing him back. Sean pulled back and raised his brow. “Wanna bet?” I giggled. “Winner gets ice-cream.” “Of course.” His eyes crinkled with humor. “Whatever my Princess wants.” The End You can know more about my book and bonus content through mahimistry d o t c o m <3 I G : authormahimistry

GHOST Ember stared into his pantry as if it had personally wronged her, the neat rows of supplies standing in silent judgment of the turmoil she refused to name. She wasn’t rummaging or grabbing anything, just standing there with her shoulders tight and her jaw clenched, breathing a little too fast for someone who claimed she was coping just fine with the storm and everything else the night had dumped on her. Ghost stayed where he was, rooted by the far counter with deliberate distance, not because he didn’t want to be closer, but because the desire to close that gap was already burning too hot, too insistent for comfort. He already knew what she was going to take before her hand even lifted

“Not really. It was one of the bedtime story our mother used to read it to us. And yeah, if you might have guessed it, Raven liked the story, actually until now, he still does, seeing that he named you after the fairy. He must have seen himself a real beast. Well, kind of. He can be with his strictness and uptight attitude… But if you also like the story you can always ask him the book, I am sure it is still around. Ju--” Crowden was cut off when a voice came behind me and suddenly there was a kiss placed on top of my head. “What book?” It was Raven. “Antheia: Taming the Beast” Crowden uttered the title and I saw how Raven frowned. “You told her the story?” “Yeah, coz you did not tell her… w

I would be mortified, and I probably should be, but there is something amusing about Marek confident tone that makes me want to play back. "I heard that too, although the looks part is debateable," I tell the girl, nudging Marek in the side. The girl looks thoughtful, believing it, considering how gorgeous she thinks the King is. Marek's eyes narrow on me, his fingertips drumming impatiently against the countertop. "We are going to need that room urgently." The woman wastes no time once I pay her. "Here's your key."

I asked myself and put the reed broom I was holding by my side and picked up the book. “The Cursed King,” I said softly to myself and couldn’t help but caress the book. I blew it because it was a bit dusty. He still looks like that, a bit old. I sat on my bed and turned the first page of it. I immediately remembered that part where the story stopped but I was shocked to see that there is already written in there. "Impossible!" can't believe my promise. I read it right away but I was still hesitant because I remembered Laurier's curse again. I couldn’t artificially ask him about that thing because I knew it wasn’t going to be easy.