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Conquering His Cold Heart

Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”

sanimimosa7 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
496 Chs

Look At Me!

Caspian’s hand was already reaching out for the door handle when Anastasia shouted exasperatedly. His hand stopped midair and he raised his brows in amusement.

He turned around to see Anastasia glaring at him. Her lips were still downturned and her chest was heaving furiously.

Caspian bit his lower lips to stop himself from laughing because he finally understood what was going on in his wife’s little head. But he still ended up chuckling. He slowly moved his feet towards the bed while teasing Anastasia, “Oh dear love! Don’t you look cute when you are burning with jealousy?”

Anastasia gasped when he named her sour feeling in her heart. She instantly looked down and tried to deny her true feeling, “I’m not jea– well, maybe a litt– ugh!” she sighed and buried her face in her palms and whispered, “I don’t know…”