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I could still smell the lingering sweet but alluring scent of lemons. The room was like that of Azalea, or even better. It was painted in royal blue. Everything from the curtains, to the bed spread and the rug on the floor was royal blue with a little touch of white. All in all, the room was fit for a princess or a queen even.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Princess I Hate to Love Copyright © 2021 by Iris Morland Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Cover design by Qamber Designs All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a b

It was an infinity sign with a howling Wolf's shape in the centre. Strange. Looking up, I move aside the books to feel my heart thud in my chest. There was a book.... behind all the books lined in front. And hope rises in my chest. Extending my hand, I move my hand behind to have my fingers touch something velvety. It has to be it.... Pulling it out, I smiled. Seeing a book covered with red velvet colour. The design I saw earlier, drawn in the centre. Much bigger than the earlier one with the words written on the top.

I squinted my eyes and glared at her. Tentatively, she removed the paper cover of her book. Underneath was a far cry from the gently paper cover. The paper cover had a street with cherry blossoms blooming on each side. The title ‘Never Apart’ indicated a soft romance. The ‘real’ book cover, the one hidden under cherry blossoms was a half naked man, He had no shirt and showed tight muscles. all over his torso were tattoos His hand enclosed the throat of a blonde girl, she was dressed in a shirt probably his because of how large it is. Her head is thrown back in obvious pleasure and the title is ‘Choke me Harder.’ Definitely nothing a sophisticated young miss should read.

I felt a soft hand on my back some pretty - expensive perfume teased my nostrils as a very feminine voice whispered in my ear, tickling me with her hot breath. "Looking for me?" I smiled. The night just got more interesting. "It depends." "On what baby?" "Why don't you step out of my back, let me see what you look like." She did, and I gave a low whistle, she was a real pretty one she'd died her hair pink, and it seemed to match with her lips which surprisingly seemed free of lipstick or gloss -- probably did not want to hide the natural pink color of her lips. My mind flashed to another girl with beautiful lip color, a half Vampire, then, I intentionally took my mind of Amelia.

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.

I was wrong… She power-stand up instead. “The dresses… which color do you think will look better on me?” She asks, holding out the two ball gowns that looks somehow identical in styling. “ Ohm… the wine red?” She makes a face, squinting her eyes at both dresses. “ Nah! I will go with the navy-blue. It speaks royal.” “ I doubt that. When you talk about royalty, red is the color. It’s Stormhalt coat-of-arm color.” I suggest.

The Royal Family! It truly is heartbreaking knowing that the royal bloodline was wiped away completely, mercilessly. Had they still had a survivor, even a child, the bloodline would be restored. Staring directly into the eye of the King on the painting, I neared it. His eyes! I climbed up the ladder searching for the book which held information about The White Crescents. It was medium sized book but it had weight. A black book with white wolves on the cover. I placed it on the table and started skimming through the pages.

My exhaustion riddled eyes can’t believe what’s laid out before me while the recently uncovered book sits on my lap invitingly; I remain motionless as I ogle downwards in amazement at my recent discovery, shocked to my very core while I study its dust-caked cover. I blow a sharp gust of air towards the dated leather, hoping to clean it to no avail as only a small gathering of the collected debris comes away. I carefully run my hand over the crisp and dry covering, brushing the remaining grime away allowing the barely visible royal blue pigment to break through even more than it already had done before.

said Sir Edmund Brighton, shaking the cover and showing it to Astrid. Astrid looked at the book's cover and realized that it had a similar book cover with a script she had seen in the secret library. The book cover was the same as the cover of Dragon Prince's Heart. Unconsciously, Astrid squeezed her hand nervously with wide eyes and a pale face. Sir Edmund Brighton's smile spread across his handsome face. The expression on his face now looked cold, and the grin on his face had an oppressive aura. "As expected, you recognized the cover of this book. Have you seen it somewhere? Let me guess. You just picked up a book with the same cover in the secret library,” said Sir Edmund Brighton as he r