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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
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496 Chs

Sacred Place

Anastasia was taken aback when Caspian tore off that beautiful bedgown like it was nothing.

Her gown now looked like a cape. The only difference was that she wasn’t wearing any dress underneath. It was her bare body.

“Caspian…” She hurriedly pulled whatever parts of the silk gown she found stuck on her body and tried to cover herself.

But Caspian held her wrist and didn’t allow her to cover that beautiful body of hers when he hadn’t even begun anything yet.

She lowered her head and tried to loosen her hand from his grip. But she wasn’t able to do that. “Caspian… please…” she whispered breathlessly. She was way too flustered to be standing in front of her husband in her birthday suit.

Caspian let go of her hand. But he instantly put his arms around her waist and his legs locked her inside the little prison that he had created. He then tightly pressed her body against his own. A sudden burst of aroma entered his nose. He was simply enchanted by how good his wife smelled.