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A man sitting on the couch said in a flat tone. "Can't I get some privacy" Luciel complained loudly. Zaris didn't bother to give a reply to Luciel's outburst and just remained quiet. Luciel and Zaris have known each other for years now but they never really called each other friends, they were more like partners. Zaris is always the one who cleans up after Luciel's mess. He was like his back bone, but they never shared a relationship of friends. It is more like work relationship, and they were cool with that. Any time Luciel does his works unfinished, Zaris would send his men to do the finishing touches and leave a clean job. Zaris was also about 600 years but Luciel was a little older. He i

Those sharp ones that looked like they could bore a hot hole inside of ones body. Another thing that set him apart was his cold and gentle demeanor that I noticed as he fought the other Alpha prince who seemed like he was the main depth of all form of rage in this world. That has to be Alpha prince Zachary. The one with so much rage radiating of him that it could leave one burned for days. That has to be the crazy Alpha I'll be serving tonight. And that's I told myself as I tried to gather my courage as I stood in front of the tower.

Lady Zari continues, her voice gaining strength, “the reason your son, the Crown Prince, has not yet returned to the capital is because this woman used magic on him. She seduced him.” Gasps echo from every corner. The King’s face goes completely white, then flushes with rage. Even Magnus Blackwood looks shocked. But none of them look as shocked as I feel. “Wh–what?” I stammer, my voice barely audible through the nobles’ murmuring. “I don’t even know the Crown Prince. How could I possibly seduce him?” Lady Zari’s smile is cold and triumphant. “Oh, but you do know him, don’t you? This scheming little shifter had high ambitions, Your Majesty. She tracked down the Crown Prince during his mission

Maybe I already knew the answer. “My uncle knows I found my mate. He won’t tell anyone.” Of course. I was a secret. A human. What would a girl like me look like next to him Prince Tobias Rostov? He was everything: powerful, magnetic, and otherworldly. And I was… me. Short. Mortal. Forgettable. A sigh escaped before I could stop it.

They never fought for anything, but to defend their love and way of life. Zuba was a princess there. Like the rest, she was known for calmness and beauty. The two ancient seas ably described her. She was beautiful. Her shining eyes were as calm as the morning waters, though at times her behaviour was as tempestuous as the surging waters of the night on the ancient seas. But the nobles of that medieval kingdom were greedy. Many of them exhibited some kind of behaviour quite different from the rest of the subjects. They fought and made sure that they got whatever they wanted at the expense of others.

“Well, I kind of know how Arma feels about Prince Lexus because of the Vella thing.” “Yeah, that experience with him wasn’t the best. Cade is my friend you know and there still isn’t anything I can do. Prince Lexus abuses his power and doesn’t care enough about the people closest to him.” I had a completely differ perspective than Arma. “I don’t think much of him. I don’t know Princess Hannah too much outside of rumors, but I like what I know.”

I said telling her half the truth, it was true, I rarely found myself attracted to men like the prince, in my opinion, they expected so much yet so little of a girl, they saw her for their pleasure, and she saw them for their wealth, it was a relationship that I refused to allow myself into, though the idea of me being with the prince did not seem to annoy me like any other one would’ve. “I am curious what kind of men do attract you, the prince has money, power, a palace, and need I say that he’s bloody gorgeous, everything a girl could ever wish for” Nina said dreamily, I fought back an eye roll as I looked at the black dress that I was wearing and the purple one that was in my hand, they b

"What is that, some old TV show?" "Yes," I giggle and walk to the boat's edge. The air is crisp, but I'm warmer than usual around John. "Zuko was the antagonist for the first seasons but became a hero in the last. He was this hot, edgy teenage boy with fire bending, and I found him so hot with his scarred face and dark hair." "Dark hair, huh?" I snort at John when he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively, and then I shake my head at him. "Don't get your hopes up—your hair is longer, and you're not as cute as Zuko."

Strong jaws, sharp cheekbones, eyes that see right through your clothes and into your soul—or what’s left of it. And their cocks… fuck. Thick, long, veined, and with these subtle, delicious ridges designed to drag against every sensitive spot inside a human woman. They are walking, talking sex, and they know it. But above them all, there is one. The one whose name is a prayer and a curse on every woman’s lips. Prince Zoran, the Ruthless. He is the storm we all fear and secretly crave. The most powerful Nordian in the palace, maybe on the planet.

“The prince looked at you like you’re the absolute, most delicious meal in the entire world! He looks at you with so much adoration and want! How the fuck did he keep his hands to himself? How the hell was it possible that he never kissed you when you had already passed the stage where he drinks your blood? That’s supposed to make you more horny!” “Oh my god, lower your voice, Shiro! Stop being so crude!” “Don’t change the topic, Aki! I’m absolutely floored by this revelation,” Shiro said. “Surely, you know the ice prince’s reputation here?” Akiro hesitantly nodded. Shiro huffed. “So don’t blame me if I’m surprised you still haven’t had sex! Moreover, kiss! How the hell is that possible? Rum