The Monster Duchess And The Contract Princess นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You helped him build the empire, and now he no longer wants the architect." The sheer audacity of it made my blood boil. I had bled for Dren. I had executed his enemies and managed his borders while he sat on his throne and played the victim. I was the strength he denied he needed, and yet he'd traded me like a sack of grain for a pair of functioning shins and a new toy. I shook my head as a laugh bubbled from my lips. "You and I know that lycans and werewolves are forbidden," I looked up at Kaelen. "Even of Dren desires your sister, the court won't have it. I am-"

Monster Romance • Alpha/Omega • Forced Proximity • Dark Romance Isabel has spent her whole life running from Alphas and hiding who she really is. Ever since monsters revealed their existence and seized control of the world, being an omega has become a life sentence of slavery. And she refuses to accept that fate. So she pretends to be a beta. But when Isabel is chosen to work directly under Razor — the most powerful, dominant, and dangerous of all the monsters — she realizes her lie is about to fall apart. He watches too closely. He knows too much. And he seems determined to drag out the secret she's been guarding. When an accident puts her family in danger, Isabel discovers there'

I replied, feeling a bit awkward. He ordered a bottle of wine, and we toasted our new partnership. As we ate our dinner, Alex explained the terms of the contract. We would be married for one year, and I would receive a large sum of money, as well as other benefits such as a new apartment and a personal assistant. We would act like a real couple in public, but in private, we could do whatever we wanted. I listened to him, feeling a mix of excitement and apprehension. I asked him some questions about the contract, and he answered them all, making it sound like a great deal. But I couldn't help but wonder what the catch was.

He liked seeing the way she took that guidance from him and the way she responded so well to his silent requests, and knew the way to keep her compliant was to stay friendly. “Yes, using her. He holds her bound by a Master’s contract as per a blood bound contract Mr McGowen made with her Demon Lord master, Basille to make him more powerful.” Kat looked at Ruben wondering why he was saying all this. He glanced at her and smiled warmly. She frowned as Mikhail leaned forward, one forearm on the table. “A Demon Contract? Is the human mad?” Vlad asked, stunned. “Fucking hell, Ruben…why is she here?” Mikhail demanded, his voice chill.

After all, our priests had always used it in purification rituals for the pack. The islanders began breeding Reveira Frogs and cultivating Valerian Octornia. They were busier than ever, but their smiles were brighter, their laughter more frequent. I purchased another island, setting up a company and factories under my human identity. Orders flooded in from every corner of the world, and the wealth in my hands multiplied. With it, the werewolf pack flourished. I bought more islands. Built schools. Developed infrastructure. Improved the quality of life for our people.

"Your Highness, Your Grace, how do you do?" A sweet voice suddenly sounded from the side and both of them turned to see who it was. Lady Anastasia and Princess Katherine were seen approaching them, followed by a group of noble born ladies, mostly unknown to the two men. Seeing that it were these two women, Prince Xavier and Duke Kensington turned rigid and they both cursed softly at the same time, "Shit!" At the sound of that, they instantly looked at one another, sharing the same look of disdain.

And tonight, under the crimson sky, two princesses — the Necromantress and the Blood Princess — had begun their forever. The feast continued late into the night. But Raven and Victoria eventually slipped away — hand in hand — toward their tower room. One chapter had ended. A new one — far brighter, far fiercer — was just beginning. The blood moon watched over them. And smiled.

On the front, in bold black letters, it read: THE SEDUCTION CONTRACT. "I’m giving you a very simple choice," Grant said, holding the papers over her head. "You choose your mother... or you choose the contract. Which is it?" "Neither," Freya replied, her heart hammering. "At least Darlington offered me a deal that wasn't just for his own personal gain. I hate to admit it, but even if Darlington is a killer—even if I hate him—he is a thousand times better than you."

said the maid with an annoyed expression . " I may be a vampire from the purest lineage but I have a contract with the church ! " said Eskylrious with a smirk . " What ?!......A contract with the church ?!.......How is that possible ?!......No monster or dark creature can get a contract with the church . How did you do it ?! " asked the maid .

The secret of the forbidden continued to be a mystery, only the guesses from the Duch and Duchess lurking around like a virus, speculating the said forbidden was enact of the Princesses, and turn curse them from the rest of their life. “Do you know where they are right now?” one may ask. “The answers lies in the forbidden,” was the reply. Duch and Duchess manipulate the information that lurking around since that day. And only the reality of the forbidden be witness by the Princesses itself was the purest of the truth.