King Of The Ruby Crown
Rose said as she kissed my neck, “I had come to take what is mine, and that is King Nikolas’s throne.”
Snapping my head, I look at her. She had a smile plastered on her face. Her eyes pitch black, and her small white fangs were piercing her plump lips.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Oh, exactly what you heard,” Rose said laughing, “I had come for your throne. Which now belongs to me!”
“NEVER!” I yelled.
Rose’s smile disappears. I glare at her waiting to make my move, but I stopped. I felt a cold object around my neck. It was Jordan.
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