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Intimacy that the princess hopelessly seemed to offer him. Lauren missed the pad of her thumb against her upper lip, over the scar. The brown eyes opened again in urgency. Wills and wills dominated and hit his stomach hard... “You are a modest woman. – The princess spoke hoarsely, watching her hold her hand when she saw that her time was up. Karila thought about walking away, her instinct wanted to disturb her doing things she didn't know how to deal with yet. Lauren seemed to sense that she would, and didn't want her to.

~ -Characters- *Princess Zoey* - She's an 18-year-old Omega with golden hair and a love for nature. One thing about her, she dislikes the fact that she cannot rule her kingdom one day and dislikes how she has to get married to an alpha that will take over as the ruler of both kingdoms. *Prince Patrick* - He's a 24-year-old Alpha with hazel hair and eyes and a love for sword art. He's the Prince chosen by Princess Zoey's parents to link the two kingdoms in the future. And he likes the idea of an arranged marriage between the two kingdoms.

I whisper sadly. “Don’t be. From the moment I saw those glowing pink petals shoot into the sky the other night, I was certain you were the one we were waiting for. Today confirmed that... I just never expected it to be Kataleya Rossi, Daughter of the Lycan King Alejandro Rossi, and the Blessed Queen, Kiara Rossi.” His eyes are blazing brilliant blue as he looks me dead in the eye. “You’re the light that we have been waiting for.”

I gave her a slight nod and she stepped out. After a few minutes only, Princess woke up, rubbing her eyes. "I didn't come to know when I fell asleep again." She murmured, looking at me. "This is the magic of my arms." I uttered smilingly. "True and the magic of your soothing heartbeat." She said gleefully and suddenly started opening the buttons of my shirt. I asked, "what's your intension, Princess?" As she looked at me, I raised my brows. She murmured, "I want to kiss your heart."

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

"The Hova prince released the handmaiden from her collar, unleashing her full, dormant power. On the fields of Staran, all the Hova saw was a blinding white light that rained upon them with the wrath of a wronged people, charring them where they stood. It was her. The Lightning princess, also known as Fireheart." Prince Marcellus looked up from the book, fixing his gaze on Scarlett. "And... What about this? It's a story, isn't it?" Scarlett said, still failing to understand why this was so important to Prince Marcellus. "This is exactly what happened in the courtyard the other day, albeit on a smaller scale."

“Once you destroy the heart that feeds his powers. You will defeat him once and for all.” “How do we do that, Madam Calliope?” Sebastian asked. “What do we need to destroy the heart?” “A tool,” she said. “A tool that you do not have yet, but you will get. It is being held at the palace by the king and the queen.” “Jack and Amy?” I asked. “Of course, they have the tool.” “I didn’t say it was Amy,” she said, shooting me a look. “I said the queen. It’s an emblem that she holds dear to her heart.”

I need my heart, and my heart is staying in my chest right where it belongs. The Slavegirl turned in the direction of the royal wynd up high where all the royals were seated. She wanted the King to give her the go-ahead to kill me and in that moment, my eyes randomly rested on the Alpha Princess, Anita. She had arrived and she gazed at me now with a worried expression on her face while she stood and watched. The Alpha King gestured for the Slavegirl to proceed so she turned back to look at me now. She growled at me proudly and then she smiled as she raised her hand into the air in preparation to dump it into my chest and pull my heart out.

“Then explain why you concealed your true title from me, Princess.” Her eyes flare wide at the name, then shrink again instantly. “I am… I am not a princess.” My hand flies to the back of her neck. I tilt her head back so she is forced to look at me properly. “No? Then explain why the moment you arrive, the Stone Heart pack magically appears at my borders. Explain how they are gathering information to attack my men.” “I don’t have anything to do with it, I swear.” Her lips quiver as she rests her hands on my chest, trying to create the smallest space between us.