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He said and paused waiting for a reaction. My palms became sweaty and I instinctively hid behind the king. Who wanted to buy me? "You don't seem excited yet. Wait until you hear this! You get two untouched female slaves as a bonus." His smile got wider. "Imagine all the wonderful ways you could deflower the..." I felt sick to my stomach. The King cleared his throat. "You also get five submissives. In fact, as many as you want!" If Farrel could jump out of his skin, I was sure he would. He was buzzing with excitement.

She squinted her eyes several times because of disbelief. “Do you know that the curse of Greediness can steal the nature of someone’s magic and ability? Among the nine curses, this is most powerful. With this, I can just steal the nature of the other curses through copying it. Well, your father became a demon king of Greed but he failed to take the curse of Greediness from me. He still such a loser,” Mammon mocked and Caria seemed pissed off by what he said. “Don't you dare insult my father!” she shouted. And now, she looked very triggered. Well, I can say she have a high regard with her father. She clenched her fists as her teeth gritting each other. An ominous dark aura came out from her b

“10'000SAR, take me now.” The man took out a circular diamond mirror and held it up over the few coins in his hands. He inspected them one by one. Atarah kept looking over her shoulder, her face hidden, but the constant tapping on the deck gave away the anxiety. The man noticed it and stopped inspecting. “You know the king just died.” Atarah jerked her head back to meet his eyes. “Yes. Very sad. Will that be all?” The man kept those coins in his pocket and straightened his shoulders. “And the soldiers are swarming the kingdom.” Fuck, he wants more money, Atarah thought. But she couldn't spare anything more than 10000SAR. Why was everyone so greedy? “I don't need to explain. 10000SAR or else

Only one thought consumed his mind: he wanted me to take him home and lock him up, and he wanted to cover me in his scent. He could not even remember who Lucas was right now. He did not want to be bothered while he was looking at his mate. Lucas was in despair. His Alpha King had gone offline. He looked at me, Vivian Sterling, the legendary heiress whose only personality trait was being filthy rich. If his Alpha King fell into my hands as a plaything, it would be a disgrace to the entire kingdom. "$500 million once!" the auctioneer shouted excitedly. He could not wait any longer.

(Hume aap logo ke vishwas hai lekin,) "But respected Priest, I am a Satrap. I learned to move the sword with my hands. The King needs the Queen in the backend and what would be a Queen if she doesn't even protect herself. How she will protect her Empire when she was reliable on others for her safety and the thing is not about safety. He disrespects the Wedded Princess of your Empire and I taught him a lesson of disrespecting a Women and I will continue teaching if needed."She said looking at the ground and her words made everyone silent in the hall and I smiled. Tigress... Roarrrrrrr

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

The jaw of the King fell open in astonishment. Despite their supposed conquest of humanity, Alaric worked tirelessly to foster the growth and development of their lands, striving to alleviate the scourge of poverty wherever it reared its ugly head. Because of their own perceptions, they are unable to see the truth. Perhaps the leaders of the rebels have veiled their veracity, seeking to amass power for themselves.

“You see, your father took my products, and didn't pay me. That's the problem.” “It doesn't have anything to do with me.” Enzo snapped. “I don't handle his ..” “No?” He arched his eyebrow. “Weren't your his favourite son five seconds ago?” Enzo swallowed hard in silence. “That's the thing about playing heir.” It sickened me that the tattooed man was enjoying this. “When things go wrong, you have to suffer it.” “Listen, I'll get my father to pay…” only a fool would miss how Enzo's voice trembled.

But it doesn’t matter. Somewhere out there… Niko is waiting. And the men who took him are about to learn something very important. A king might fall. A king might bleed. But a king always hunts. And when I find them— I won’t stop at killing them. I will erase them.

Wheels turned inside Willow's brain as she scrutinized the rare blush on the Guild head's cheeks. "The werewolf king is not a rogue. That's it. You knew. You knew that he is being framed" "We thought as such. A were-rogue no matter how smart he is can't hide his scent or his hunger for long" "Yet I bet, you said nothing about your suspicions to Azrian. You want her to go to that kingdom at any cost. Just like you are ordering me to go to the vampire kingdom. I must give it to you, you know how to play with us without our knowledge. Genius. The masterstroke is the dirty mind game. Unfortunately, it backfired with me. I would not step foot on that kingdom even if the whole world is burning. If