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Her family wants power, and since no wolf family would take in a human girl as a bride for their young sons, only someone as old as Alpha would want her. She can never be anything more than a human Princess. And Alpha? He marked his territory by not removing his hand from my ass. He occasionally taped it, he occasionally caressed it… He just did everything to show that I now belonged to him. I was his trophy, his young, pretty wife. I wanted nothing but to go back home. And the ball has barely just started. “Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Alpha Don and Hazel. Trust me, the whole of Orleans is waiting for the wedding of the century.”

Of course, he isn’t phased. “It’s not about me liking it, I’m just confused… A harem and multiple wives are the norm here… but going to other kingdoms and taking women who are not part of your-” He places a finger to my lips before he pushes me inside and steps inside himself. The women make to close the doors and although I shake my head at them; they don’t obey, simply smiling at me happily. “You really are too intrigued in matters of fucking.” He sighs, making me frown, but he smirks arrogantly right after. “I do not blame you. You have been here several days, yet you have not been taken care of.”

For a heartbeat, the chamber was heavy with the weight of what none dared to say aloud: that perhaps the thrones already belonged to her, whether the Elders willed it or not. It was Ysolde who broke it, rising from her seat with sudden purpose. Her shadow stretched long across the runes. “We cannot show division. If we fracture, she has already won. We must act as one, even if we disagree in private. We must remind the people who has kept them safe all these centuries.” “Safe?” Soren’s voice was dry, brittle as old parchment. “Or shackled?” Ysolde’s head snapped toward him, but before she could answer, the chamber shuddered. The golden runes along the floor dimmed, their glow sputtering as t

He looked at Harold in disdain. "Yes, you're right! If I was just at the Semi Overlord State, I would have no confidence in beating you at all! Yet, who told you I was only at the Semi Overlord State?!" Harold sneered as he let out an incredible wave of energy, pushing down on Elder Young. "Overlord State! You're actually already at the Overlord State, how is this possible?!" Elder Young was shocked. From the fluctuations of Harold's energy, he could immediately tell that Harold was already at the initial Overlord State. Many people in Springfield City knew that the two Kings were both at the Semi Overlord State. He quickly guessed that Harold must have just broken through!

“Did you find a lead?” “No, Your Majesty. It is something else.” Luna Laura, who had been dutifully listening to the weekly report, walked toward the throne and stood beside her Alpha. “What is it?” King Darren asked while he paid no attention to his mate. Sham took a deep breath. “The Vampire Overlord is here, Your Majesty.”

Then again, one should expect nothing less from the male lead from the light-novel A Fairytale Romance and crown prince of Astral. Even though he was the male lead in a shoujo romance genre novel, without the heroine, Maria could’ve easily mistaken him for a shounen male harem protagonist due to the number of girls that ridiculously fell for him. The temperature outside felt warm. A light breeze ruffled his raven hair; those cold piercing violet eyes of his were pointed in Maria's direction. "...Y-Yo," Maria nervously greeted, saying the first thing that popped into her head; this greeting earned her an annoyed look from the crown prince.

His shock was obvious, but he remained silent, choosing not to ask about it anymore. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

Liam says, “is one of the oldest magical lines in Hallow’s Edge. Your ancestors helped found this town. They built the wards. They kept the balance. They protected the people here from the Hallow.” I frown. “What exactly is the Hallow?” Grace answers softly. “An ancient entity. A hunger. It’s not a spirit or a demon, it’s older than that. It feeds on power. On life. And the Warrens were the only ones strong enough to keep it contained.” Liam continues, “Your mother, Delaney, was the last full‑blooded Warren witch. The strongest in generations. And when she became pregnant with you… Jason saw an opportunity.”

she spat, touching her hair, then left giggling. Victoria’s eyes darkened at the lock. She stripped off the dress and returned to the bathtub, reaching for more soap. She closed her eyes, letting the warm water soothe her. … Bernard Harrigan sat in the hall, his expression grim. At twenty-five, he was tall, handsome, broad-shouldered, with a lean waist. The dream man of many young women. But his past was dark—his first wife had died under tragic circumstances tied to his cruelty and infidelity.

Thomas glared at me as I gasped, then I recovered myself back again. “Master, this is Elise Hatherleigh, daughter of Lewis and Kai Hatherleigh.” Said Thomas, and the man motioned for him to leave. I felt the hair on my neck rise, leaping my heart into my throat at the mention of 'master'. "He's the Overlord..?" I muttered, almost completely voiceless. This man looked like danger personified with his quiet and brooding looks. I noticed he had a scar on his right ear and one of the nails of his fingers was missing as I drooled over him.